Stupid Freaking YouTube

Stupid freaking YouTube won't upload the sound along with my videos so I've wasted freaking hours trying to freaking fix it, all to no freaking avail.  Therefore I'm freaking trying to upload one freaking video to this freaking blog in hopes that there will be freaking sound.  Freak.

Drawers

   
Fay has learned how to open the drawers in her dresser.  When she closes them, her fingers are lapped over the end and she shuts them in the drawer.  She makes this exact face, but her hands are not by her head.  She makes no noise whatsoever and does not even change the rate of her breathing.  She'll slip her fingers out and immediately assume a calm, unconcerned expression.  Why?  Because she knows that if she does something that hurts her, I won't let her do it anymore.
Hilarious!

Choices

I've always let Fay choose what she wants to eat, ever since she started baby food.  Like, for breakfast, I'll bring two boxes of cereal and let her choose one.
She always, always, chooses Honeycomb now.  It's quite funny.
She threw up for three straight days last week and had diarrhea for 8 days.  It's the first time she's been sick, so it was kind of scary for me, but she also got her fifth tooth, in the process.
She likes to "jump" on the couch now, and gets way freaking excited when she does.  She just stands near the edge (what's the fun if you can't die?) and bounces without her feet ever leaving the cushion.

El Jelly Science

So there's this really great Mexican place my parents found, called The Taco Shop (or El Jeliscience).  On the way home, I decided to get a bean and cheese burrito and eat it later.  Bad idea.  Very bad idea.
Did you know that a cold bean and cheese burrito tastes exactly like Play Dough?
Well, now you do.
And, trust me, I ate enough of the stuff as a kid to know.

1st Birthday

We took Fay to the zoo for her first birthday.  She paid a lot more attention to the animals than she did when we went to the zoo after finalization.  She fell and scratched her knee, but didn't say a word about it.  If anything, she's happy because now she has a scab to pick.
Her birth mother called, and it was really nice to talk to her.  She's getting married soon.  A day or two ago, our caseworker called to tell us that the birth mother has gone AWOL.  I wasn't worried until I had a nightmare last night that she came for Fay and I woke up in a panicked prayer.
I hope she just eloped and that everything's fine.

The Slide

My parents bought a combination slide/swing for Fay for her first birthday, and she loves it.  I didn't realize just how much until I moved it to vacuum today and she totally started crying because she couldn't see it anymore.  She hurried into the pet room and climbed up it, totally like, "Excuse me, this is mine, and I didn't say you could touch it."  She wouldn't leave it for, like, 15 minutes, either.
Apparently my parents buy good presents.

Hypothermia

So, I can't work on the third book of the Destine series because I have to get the second book finalized first, and I started a new book today.  I was writing about how a guy fell through the ice at Cave Lake and is suffering from, you guessed it, hypothermia, and I got so cold I had to go take a melt-the-flesh-off-your-bones-it's-so-hot shower.  Keep in mind, it's May.  And 80 degrees.  And I have no air conditioning.  Now I have the munchies, too, because all that's in the fictional house is a head of wilted lettuce and half a cup of expired milk.
Yes, I'll gladly accept the Queen of the Dorks crown.
Thank you for thinking of me.