Ms. Savannah is getting her two bottom teeth in!! It started about two weeks ago, and you can see them much better now. She's been eversothankfully nonplused by the event, although she seems to find it funny if Wallace or I happen to give her one of our fingers to suck on, and we keep saying "Ouch!" as she bites down, with those two tiny teeth.
It's indescribably cool that she's getting teeth... I don't have any idea if any other parent feels this way when their child starts teething. It's a great affirmation to me, that she's growing properly and her little body knows when it is supposed to be doing things like growing teeth, etc. I still worry that she'll keep on track with her growth as time goes along, but for now, she seems to be doing just fine.
She's going to be so cute with those little teeth on the bottom, every time she smiles. We're planning on getting some new professional pictures of her done around her birthday. They'll look so sweet.
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We went out over the weekend, to look at houses available for rent in another part of Atlanta. I think we've both decided that it would be really nice, especially since we can't afford to buy a house right now, to find one to rent. The price range is really similar to the apartment we have now. And it wouldn't be a lot more expensive for us to see if we could find a house instead.
The ones we happened to look at weren't great, but there was one that was a possibility. We have plenty of time to look for one, and we could move before our lease was up, if we happened to find a house we absolutely loved. So, I'm on the hunt for decent rental homes in the Smyrna/Marietta area of metro Atlanta. We're hoping for at least 3 bedrooms, and other things like decks, fenced yards, and fireplaces could only be a plus. So, if you happen to know of any, please email me.
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Now, I started this entry a while ago... and I've been thinking about what else I might want to write about, when it occurred to me that my online journal is _not_ at all a good representation of who I am. Especially for my friends and people who know me in life, one might think that as soon as Savannah was born and I started writing in an online journal, someone shoved a ray of sunshine so far up my ass that it would only be removable by surgical means, or an act of the gods.
I tend to want to write about the happy and positive in my life. And I am a generally happy person by nature. Unless you happen to ask my husband, after I've gone off on him for the umpteenth time about emptying his pockets before I have to do the laundry. When I get angry, it's a Major event. And the one person I get angry with more often than not is Wallace. I put up with a lot from other people, but I can't seem to let things go with him. I think it has something to do with the nature of our personality differences, as well as the fact that he's the closest person to me, ever. And, since I strive for perfection in myself, I still can't seem to understand why he hasn't developed a psychic connection with me to know what I want and when I want it. But, I'm still trying very hard to relax about these things.
I've been told that I have a good sense of humor. But, between Wallace and I, I seem to waver in my comic abilities. He's marvelously funny, except in a goofy/silly kind of way. And I tend to be considerably more sarcastic and edgy in my humor. So, I tend to feel much less 'funny' in his presence. In addition to the fact that I don't try to be funny much of the time, while he's often on. And stays on. (sidenote: I hope that my sweetie doesn't take offense to this, as he does read my journal too. I mean the goofy/silly part in the most loving way. Since he's much smarter than I am too, I'm not saying anything about his level of intelligence, just his humor.)
But, when I'm funny, I'm often biting as well. I enjoy being friendly and comfortable enough with friends to be able to make fun of them, call them names, etc. I suppose since I've been the brunt of jokes most of my younger life, I've picked up on it, and used it to my own advantage later on. Although, most of the 'making fun of people' I would never be able to do to someone's face... I can be tough, most especially to people I don't know.
I love reading The Book of Rob, for this very reason. His sense of humor is very similar to mine. And people have taken offense to things he's published in his journal. But he's smart and funny, and people need to know to take some of what he says with a grain of salt.
So, know that I'm not always happy, not always positive and sometimes I'm an outright bitch. I'm hoping to go on from this entry to be a little more true to myself. As edgy as I am beyond my online journal. I think that's why some people have chosen to love me in this life. And, I'm pretty happy with myself too, warts and all. My former Mary Sunshine-style of journal writing has been thrown out of the window. I'm not perfect. I'll never ever be described as 'perky'. And while my emotions run very close to the surface (I am an Aries, by gods... with a birthday coming up.) I'll be sure to let y'all know about all of them... Instead of just the pretty ones.
It boggles my mind that in 12 short days, I'll be 27 years old.