Hey all! Just a note to let you all know that I am still alive!! It’s been a wonderful if hectic holiday so far. Travelling with Dwarfling is a challenge, but she is being an absolute trooper: most patient and good-natured baby ever.
I’ve barely enough time to blink, what with being surrounded by the family 24/7. But I did want to let those who have sent me messages know that a) I LIVE AND AM PERFECTLY OKAY and b) I’ll answer everything when I get back on Monday.
Xxx
Dets
Another meme thingy! I was tagged by the brilliant battlepig herself, flamesburnonthemountainside. Love you, Battlepig.
1. The Dwarfling. Has there ever been a cuter little button? A more fascinating person? IDK, if there is, I’ve never met ‘em. (don’t laugh, I’m allowed to be totally in love with my baby) I will act the absolute fool just to hear her laugh. It’s the sweetest sound in the entire world.
2. My family! Mr Dets, my mum and dad, my sibs, my nan, Mr Dets’ fam. We’re all a bit messy and bruised and not the slightest bit perfect, but put us all together and we’re a happy sort of explosion.
3. My cat! My darling ancient duchess. She is a patient old crank (unless it comes to food, urgh) and is a sweet-faced smoocher. Loves a pat. So so so friendly.
4. My friends. From my bestie of 27 years to the new mums I met through the ABA, from my students to my fellow teachers, everyone involved in Sansukh and podficcery and creative shenanigans, and all my wonderful friends here on tumblr – we don’t always talk regularly, but I consider you all very dear friends.
5. Bouncing off the previous – creative endeavours. I enjoy writing. I love music, be it singing or playing or composing (listening to music can send me into ecstatic tears, I am a sap, yes, yes I am). I enjoy scribbling about (even though I am no artist hahaha), I love to dance and to choreograph, I ADORE acting, I like sewing, I absolutely love to cook. Basically, yeah. There we go!
I tag anyone who wants to do the thing!
Ahhhh, thank you Nonnie!
Like I said, it’s not her first time flying. This is the third time we’ll have done this trip. The first two times, though? She was way too young to really pay attention. I fed her on takeoff and landing, and that cleared her ears and kept her happy.
This time? SHE IS A BUNDLE OF ENERGY AND MAYHEM. I’m on my own, too – Mr Dets isn’t coming with me. It’s not a long flight for an adult at all, but for a littley, it’s a bit of a big ask. She has to sit still for an hour. God help us, every one.
This weekend I’ll be going to thrift shops to buy some 2nd hand toys and board books she hasn’t seen before, so she has some new distractions on the flight. I’ll have two of her favourite snacks with me (cruskits or yoghurt) because the attention-grabbing Power of Snacks is mighty and cannot be underestimated! I have My Baby Firework on my phone, we’ll see how long that lasts. I’ll try walking around when the seatbelt sign goes off. I’m afraid we’re going to be that mum and kid on the flight, really. Ahhh well!
(I’m also trying to get a bit of writing done before I leave, so I have something to work on when I get back. Chapter 38 wordcount update (as of last night): 1K)
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soooo, I will be away from Tuesday 26th May to Sunday 31st May. Going down to NSW to see my family! Not my first time flying with the Dwarfling, but certainly the first time with an older baby. So much more aware and ACTIVE, oh noooo – god, wish me luck, this is gonna be difficult.
I will be around-ish? But not able to really answer big questions until I’m back. I’ll have my phone on me. It’s crappy for Skype though (and I HATE tumblr mobile, BLAHHHH). So if I surface now and then, you’ll know I’ve found two seconds to myself!
Ahhh, I honestly don’t know which would be yours, Nonnie! There are a few anonymous messages/headcanons here I haven’t gotten to yet. I’ve been trying to answer my way through ‘em, but little dwarflings who are sick with colds are very very attention-grabby. So I haven’t had the time to devote to all of them yet. I’ve gotten through… perhaps ¾ths already?
I’m sorry, Nonnie – that answer’s not much help, I know. You can always try again if you think your internet borked on you! I’d be thrilled to hear your ideas (and thank you, glad you liked the newest chapter!).
awwwwwwwwww, I am having a surge of fellow-feeling for Fundin rn. The Dwarfling has a cold, and she is the gloopiest, runniest, most miserable little possum ever. Lots of hugging her as she drips on me. Poor little sweet-pea.
I bet Fundin is the one with the hankie and the soft words and the hug, too. Carries them around until the sad hiccup-breathing calms down. Ignoring the mess on him, bc the child is far more important right now.
Poor thing! Always at the wrong place at the wrong time, aww!
Groin would laugh until he choked hahaha
still haven’t seen AoU. I am actually getting really scared to see it (I may be able to spare the time soon: I’m going south to visit family in a week, and they might be able to watch the Dwarfling for a few hours. That’d be nice). And yet I’m wondering if I want to see it at ALL.
I’m seeing SO much Bruce-hate. So so much. It’s horrible.
I gather that there’s a really forced ship in the film, and yeah – not one I saw coming, and I’m not much of a fan of arbitrary relationships. But – I’ve read some absolutely lovely fics for that ship. I enjoyed them? And now I’m afraid. All the hate for Bruce centres on that ship, and I? Just? want to cry a bit about it. Am I going to end up hating my favourite character too, like everyone else seems to? Has he been so butchered? Does anyone give a damn about him, or is it all about the other character?
I bet the fics are better than the film, shipwise, but i’ll be terrified to even mention enjoying them afterwards, no doubt
I won’t even begin to describe my anxiety over the Maximoff twins.
Just. Generally apprehensive.
*cries softly* bruuuuuuce.
edit; if you come here to be anti-bruce at me on a little anxious murmur-post about my love for bruce, please know that you will be blocked. also, i feel bad for you – please love yourself and bruce banner.
I actually made it up while rocking her, yes. It’s got a good rocking rhythm. She falls a lot nowadays (she’s a-crawling and a-cruising everywhere!! I am kept hopping all day) and so there are a lot of hugs and songs when she has a spill.
(her favourite song is actually ‘Little Green Frog’. Grins like a sunbeam everytime I begin it!)
oH MY GOD SHE DID TOO
they do say to write from your own life hahahaha
The Dwarfling (who is now independently mobile, gawdelpme) has been trying to get at the laptop all morning. So once again (and against all prior evidence) I decided that it was a good idea to let her bash away at it for a moment.
But! I told myself: I have learned! This time I will hold my hands over those keys I don’t want her to touch! Lookit me, being a clever person who also lets her baby have some fun within safe and reasonable limits. Nothing can possibly go wrong this time.
I cannot, as it so happens, outwit a 10-month old baby.
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