Doesn't make a lot of sense, does it?

Logan Michael Conway was born yesterday, April 28th, 5 weeks early, completely naturally with no painkillers. Dawn's platelets plummeted and she was bleeding out when they tried to get lines in. Her liver function was impaired, either from preeclampsia or fatty liver disease, which was why he had to be delivered early.

Dawn spent the night in ICU, but was moved to a regular room this afternoon. Logan is having problems breathing and remains in NICU with a breathing tube. Dawn hadn't been able to see Logan yet, when I talked to her around 1:30, but Mom (Dawn's) said that he was a beautiful little boy when I talked to her last night.

I'll probably know a little more tomorrow. I'm going to call Dawn in the afternoon and I'll update after. If anyone can add Logan to their prayers, I'd appreciate it.

As of 10am, my sister had headed to the hospital to have the baby. Will keep you posted!

Here's a novel real update!

I've been working fairly steadily the last couple weeks, so this is a good thing. It's also allowed me to get a good chunk of princessbunny's blanket done. Getting up at 6am every day, however, is not so good, especially when I'm still recovering from bronchitis. I've pretty much been sleeping whenever I haven't been at work, so that's part of the reason for no updates. I actually am kind of considering napping now, but I'm doing about 47 other things, so I probably won't get a chance to.

Dawn and Mike came down this week-end on Sunday. She wasn't sure she was going to be able to come because she's had a couple bouts of preterm labour, one of which had her spending the day in the hospital. She felt ok, though, and Steven, Nicki, and I met them in the city at Faniuel Hall. We walked around a little and ended up going to Cheers for booze and food. I actually was surprised how reasonable the prices were, considering it's a huge tourist trap. We walked them down to the Garden for their Celtics game before heading to the North End for pastry. And, of course, once we were there, we were seduced by the lure of good coffee at Cafe Graffiti. Nicki'd never been, so that was even more of a reason to stop in. We hit Modern on the way to South Station, but I'm thinking we should have gone to Mike's instead. They didn't have the florentines that Steven likes and my tiramisu was only so-so. We have a box of cookies no one's looked at either. Lesson learned.

I finally finished all the pro wedding photos we have Monday, so now I'm working on the two CDs of candids. They won't get done for a bit, though, since right now I'm helping out with the Arts Festival. I volunteered a couple hours today gluing down little kid artwork and so far, it looks like I'll be doing the same tomorrow. Hopefully, though, it won't be snowing tomorrow. Stupid New England weather.

I just looked outside. It's actually accumulating. Dammit.

So now, I kind of have a headache, I have too much stuff to do over the next three days, and I'm tired to boot. The only really good thing is that I've gotten quite a bit done on my painting today. Steven still hasn't moved his shit off the table, so I hadn't been able to work on it. I finally got sick of waiting and shoved a few things around so I could put the painting on top of things. So far, so good.

I think, in fact, I'm going to go do a little more work on it before he gets home.

I win at bargains this week. Steven and I went to the mall tonight to look for yarn and decided to meander around while we were there. I struck out on yarn; they're restocking for a big sale this week-end. Boo.

We bopped down to Sears on the off chance they had any cute knickers and I stumbled upon the $2.99 clearance rack. I found two really adorable skirts. I am going to have to do a little repair on one, it has a loose button, but I can sew that back on for that price. They're adorable circle skirts, too, which makes me stupidly happy. I wish I could find some cute vintagey shirts that fit, but my luck doesn't seem to run that well. I don't know which is worse, my stupidly long waist or my ginormous boobs. Anyhow, the skirts are still damn cute. I'm planning on wearing the brown one I bought next week, possibly, since I'm working two days at least.

I got a new toner to try out for my face: C.O. Bigelow's Rose Water Tonic. It's cheaper than the Clinique stuff I've been using and it smells a hell of a lot better. So far, it hasn't made my face cranky, so I might end up buying a full size bottle eventually. I also checked out the new Tranquil Mint stuff they have. I liked it, though not enough to buy, even if it was $5. Maybe when I got back to the mall later this week, I'll pick some bath gel up. The Red Currant Vanilla was also nice.

We've just been chilling around here since we got back. We watched Hidalgo, which we meant to see when it was in theatres, but never got the chance too. It was pretty good, though the scene where the horse gets hurt made me cringe. Steven went to bed, leaving me to watch Romancing the Stone by myself. I've loved that movie since I was a little kid. Mum and I used to watch it all the time when it was on telly and I believe we had it on Betamax. It was up there with JAWS for movies that we watched together.

I sent payment out for the iBooks today, so I assume they'll be here in a week or so. I'm all antsy to get it and see if I can make it work with our current set-up. They're going to Mum's since we've had too much mail theft here recently. My cigar cutters never arrived. I hope whoever stole them gets cigars full of tobacco beetles. </bitter>

I worked a little on my painting last night. I mostly just did the eyes and teeth, since I'm not sure how I want the colours to go quite yet. I'm happy with what I've done so far though. I also did a bit of research on the Art Programme at Bridgewater, in case I want to go back there next year.

Wasn't terribly impressed with last night's Battlestar, much like I haven't been impressed with the second half of the season. Maybe it was because the first half was so good, but everything up till now, including the Quadrangle of Doom has just kind of made me very meh. Well, except for The Woman King. I'm all for gratuitous Helo shirtless. And the Adama/Roslin thing is also pretty cute, so that kind of saves it. Next week's ep looks quite good, although I'm sure it's going to end with me breaking up with Battlestar some more since that's allegedly Starbuck's last ep of the season.

Ugh. I was chewing on a popsicle stick earlier and I'm convinced that I have splinters in my throat. I should start on Dawn's baby blanket tomorrow. I should also call her sometime soon. She texted me a couple weeks ago, but I've been in such an awful haze that I haven't had a chance to call her. I suck as a sister. New goal: have blanket done in a month so I can bring it up when we hopefully visit over April break. Ooh, and if I start on it, I can bring it and knit during my two days of subbing for Mum. I'm going to rifle through my stash tonight and see what I have.

I should take a picture of my stash one of these days.

All right, back to aimlessly wandering the internets...

I'm going to be an aunt again!

Dawn, Mike, Brendan, and Danni came down today. They arrived around 11 this morning, since there was evidently a shitload of fog in Vermont. We trotted around the aquarium for the better part of the day and my feet are killing me. I wish we got into Boston more. I love walking around the city. I totally want to go in once the leaves start turning and just walk around. It's sad how close Steven and I live and we never go in.

Anyhow, the aquarium was good. It's always fun to go to and I love seeing the sharks. Elliott was pretty well behaved, except right at the end, when he was licking his fingers and smearing them on the glass, getting Christ knows how many awful germs in his mouth. We traipsed through Faniuel Hall and I saw a couple rings I liked. Much as I love mine, the marcasites are falling out and Steven's been talking about upgrading my ring anyhow. Of course, everything I liked was too big or too small. Figures.

We had dinner in the Pru, at California Pizza Kitchen, because Cheesecake Factory had an insane wait. No way did I want to wait an hour for dinner. If anyone goes there, their new Shrimp Scampi pizza is pretty good. I think I liked it more than Steven. We also had an awesome glass of merlot that put me well on my way to under the table.

I didn't get to the Kitty House, but maybe next week-end if I still have money? I have to pay the cable bill probably Tuesday. The electric bill is due Oct. 4th, but I want to pay that before then, too. I wish the store had more set up to do. I'm going to miss the regular money. Hopefully someone will leave cafe or music or something and I can get some more normal house than 4 to midnight or 6:30 to midnight. Annoying. Like anyone in Hingham will come in after 9. I hope the decide to change the hours after Christmas.

My feet hurt. Boo. I'm also super tired all of a sudden.

Well... at least my neighbour when I lived in Vermont.

We went to see Rush last night at the Tweeter Centre and all I have to say is, if you like light shows, for the love of god, see then. They have lazers. And strange Canadian cartoons with dragons and robots. And their drummer is insane. It was happy. It was also probably the best concert we've been to this summer. Not that I don't love Alice Cooper and all, but the venue was evil.

Anyhow.. They played two 1½ hour sets, no opener. The only damper (forgive that pun) is that it poured, starting about 45 minutes in and my damned poncho leaked. Boo. Other than that, I really had a blast. Aaand, they did the only two songs I knew by them. I'm wicked cool.

I also picked up a super cute shirt for Steven. It was there 30th. Anniversary Tour and they had cool shirts with dragons on them. It was worth the money. I figure the cheque from my training will cover the price of that. Plus, I wanted to make up for the Rush Concert That Wasn't. ( All the long, sordid details... )

So, since then, he's been kind of sad everytime Rush is mentioned. I once mentioned getting rush tickets for a theatre show, and he got all excited, thinking I meant the band. When they went on sale, I managed to get them for the second section of seats. Damn near everything else was sold out. They were expensive, too, but it was totally worth it. The look of delight on his face was worth every dime.

I'm going to roll change now before stocking up on happy supplies for the hurricane that we may or may not get. We need milk anyway, though, and I want to get that before it's all sold out. I need to get stuff for Dawn and Mike, too.

Oh, and I'm going to my first Red Sox game, ever, Tuesday. Be Afraid.

Still not feeling well after, what, four days? I've been tired all day and I have a little bit of a headache now and still feel a little sick. I'm guessing that this is basically all from stress, but still... I hate feeling nauseous.

Actually, this might be because I'm still not sleeping. My body processes drugs way too effectively and the ambien I was perscribed to "break" the insomnia cycle doesn't really do much more than allow me to sleep for about three hours solidly.

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It's been a bit of a long day. Dawn came down for the day and we ended up wandering around the Burlington Mall for 3+ hours before having lunch at Uno's. Seeing Dawn was good, but more than an hour in a mall makes me exhausted.

We were talking a little bit about marriage and how it's not everything it's shown to be on the way back from the mall and, evidently, I'm really jaded about it. I guess most people don't view it as a business contract..?

I can't imagine entering into a marriage without a prenup. It seems to me like going into business with a partner without incorporating. It's stupid not to protect yourself.

I mean, when you really get down to it, marriage is nothing more than a contract for a business partnership. When you get married, you pool separate assets to become a single entity. From there, you create revenue (jobs), pay obligators (bills), work to run an efficient home, and potentially expand (have kids) and make decisions on products (parent). I see a prenup as being a way to ensure the protection of your assets in case the business (marriage) fails. That way, no one loses everything.

Obviously, I realise that partnership and marriage have a more human element than that, but you could have companionship with a pet as much as with a person. No sex, obviously, but nothing is perfect.

(Ha.. Like I would do well without sex.)

Romantisised ideas of marriage scare me. It's all well and good that you'll love, honour, and cherish each other is sickness and health, richer or poorer, but love doesn't pay bills and solve arguments. Promises aren't going to help when you live on a hundred bucks a week with bills to pay. No one ever tells you that when you're waltzing around in a $1,000 confection of a dress.

Watching my parents' marriage die slowly and painfully over the course of 10 years really jaded me. It's hard to listen to your father badmouth your mother while she's trying to squeeze by and he can't even cough up $100 a month to help out. It's hard to be stuck in the middle, to not be taken for a visitation week because you're wanted, but because he feels obligated to you (and proceeds to criticise and belittle your plans the whole time because "you're a screw-up").

Especially when you get the college is so important speech, but he won't cough up a dime to help out and his only encouragement is that I should stop fucking around and just drop out.

I digress... I never want to divorce, but if I have to, I want it to be mostly cut and dry. Not like my mother's... Bloodless.

More later, getting hazy.

Back from Vermont... That was a long trip. Brendan is, as usual, perfect. He's gotten so much smilier since I saw him a month ago. He's much bigger, now, too. I was overly tired, though, and just not in a very people oriented mood. We came back today, around 5ish, I had a nap, and then we went to Steve's parents for reason unknown.. Maybe to hook up the pumps? I'm so tired...

I am driving Matt to Natick tomorrow for work and then I am working in the evening. Joy. I have a doctor's appointment Wednesday for my foot. I wish I could remember what time.

I am 56% gay.. I am open-minded between the sheets and just as balanced when out on the streets.

I am going to sleep.

Dawn just sent me a new picture of my nephew and, dear god, he is the most perfect baby on the face of the earth. Case made:

Isn't he the cutest baby? He is soooo smiley! I can't wait to go up this weekend and spoil the hell out of him.

All right, I'm done bragging.