I swear to God I'm bipolar or something.

Yesterday we took down the Christmas Tree and R set up a 10' long Giant Thomas Train Set tracks in its place. I think it helped me with the feelings of Seasonal Craptasticness.

Several things have made me happy this week.

First and foremost, the outpouring of encouragement from all of you. Thank you. I still can't believe anybody reads this thing.

Tito's been doing great with the potty. He even stands up to pee which cracks me up to no end. And, when he poops, for some reason he counts the number of turds in the bowl and assigns each of them an identity.

For example, if he poops two little poops, he'll say the poops are him and Pie. If he poops a whole bunch of little rabbit pellet poops, he'll say he pooped a family. He's done this ever since he started pooping on the potty.

Recently he produced one of my favorites. There was a big poop and a teeny little pebble right beside it. He said, "Mommy, that big poop is you, and the little poop is me. Look! I'm cuddling you!"

If it weren't so effin disturbing, it'd be sweet.

Right now, both of my sons are four years old. This is the six weeks out of every year where I dread anyone asking me how old they are. My usual response is, "Well, the little one just turned four, and the older one will be five in a few weeks." I can just hear the other person thinking, "God, what a nympho-slut!" Y'know, since I'm able to read other people's thoughts. Well, maybe it's more like assuming other people's thoughts.

Tito's birthday party is on Sunday. His birthday was actually over Winter Break (the same day as Bezzie's Bezziversary). We've invited all of the boys in his class to Build-A-Dino, a slightly more masculine off-shoot of Build-a-Bear Workshop. I also invited my friend Anti-Stella. Should be a good time.

Pie and Tito have been getting along really well, now that Beeb's gone back to school. Yesterday they were playing and they made up new identities for themselves. I'm not sure what the context or the ongoing scenario is, but their names are Popcorn and Poopy. And you'd think Tito would be Poopy, but he's not. Tito is Popcorn, and Pie is Poopy. Suffice it to say, I've overheard some mighty amusing conversations.

A lot of the Knittyboarders are posting 2006 Finished Object galleries on their blogs. I was going to gather my FO's and then I realized that pretty much everything I finished, I gave away. That was nice of me.

The only thing I can think of that I finished and kept for myself was the Lucy bag that I screwed up the handle on. I have several Unfinished projects going at the moment. I haven't felt like knitting lately, but I do start my class next Sunday, so hopefully that will inspire me.

I also got the Glamorama knitting book from one of my favorite sites, Paperbackswap.com (and if you haven't joined yet, you should - there's a link in my sidebar). The patterns in it are funny, if you want to knit a chocolate layer cake or a ham sandwich. The fried egg earmuffs just might be funny enough for me to give crochet another shot.

In other crafty news, I am so sick of failed shopping missions trying to find pants for Beebie, I've decided to dust off my sewing machine. I found what looks like an easy pattern for drawstring pants so I can make them big enough for the junk in her trunk (curse you, heredity!) and short enough for her petite legs (curse heredity again!).

I haven't sewed anything in many years. I bought the sewing machine right before Beeb was born almost ten years ago and I think I made maybe four things on it, all of which sucked. So it should be interesting. Perhaps I'll Bedazzle the suckiness out of them.

And finally, Reality TV is starting up again! I love the show Beauty and the Geek. My favorite guys are Nate (from the Star Wars tribute band) and Mario (who owns 25,000 comics and has a tattoo of a Nintendo controller). Mark my words, Nate is gonna look smokin' hot after the Makeover episode.


UPDATE: My credit report is officially cleaned up!