Saturday, December 31, 2005

New Year, Same Old Me

My New Year resolutions:

  • I will stop caring so much what people think about me
  • I will be more patient
  • I will tidy up after myself more
  • I will lose weight

My New Year Resolutions that I will fail to keep:

  • I will stop caring so much what people think about me
  • I will be more patient
  • I will tidy up after myself more
  • I will lose weight

Oh well...

I really REALLY missed my family this Christmas. Which is silly really, because Christmas with Peter's family are generally more fun (We play games and we go to bed really early. Ok, fun for ME.) Then there was New Year's Eve... New Year's Eve went something like this: I forgot it was New Year's Eve. I remembered around 21:00, and I also remembered that our fridge was empty (because we were at Peter's Family's for Christmas.) Supermarkets would be closed for two days, and Peter had to rush out and get emergency supplies (so we wouldn't have to eat the Cat.) While he was out I got lonely, and it was too late to start calling people on the phone.... Then it dawned on me: this is the ONE night when it's not too late to call anyone. So I called the Greeks for Greek New Year (22:00 in this country) until Peter came back with microwave ready meals and orange juice. After that, we wished eachother a Happy (Greek) New Year, jumped in bed and watched recorded Lost episodes. This, as some of you will know, is VASTLY different to what I used to do in Greece on New Year's Eve. Back then, in my wild days of youthful abandon, I would slink around until I finally collapsed somewhere and fell asleep. Then my brother would come poke me and say "wake up you doink, it's ten minutes to midnight," whereupon I would drag my bleary-eyed self to the next room, wish everybody a happy new year, and collapse again. Ah, those were the days.

On a more up-beat tone, Matilda now can:

  • smile and laugh al along if people are laughing at a joke -never mind that she can't understand it!
  • Jump in her bouncer -for ages. As long as you look at her and say "Well done baby!" she'll give you a big grin and jump even harder.
  • Smile at and reach for the cat. Same for toys that she wants. We have communication.
  • Generally, if you haven't figured it out, she smiles a lot.
  • Roll from back to tummy, both sides.
  • Sit up with support.
  • Pull herself up and stand for a while, if you hold her for balance, or let her hold on to your fingers.

She still has one dimple on one side of her face. She grabs her ear and holds on to it when she wants to fall asleep (what's up with that?) and we spend sweet, sweet mornings cuddled up together in bed, with her stirring in her sleep, stroking my sleeve (or the nearest boobie, heh-heh) and falling asleep again. You're still there mummy, ok. Stay there.


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Jill thinks Matilda looks like my mum in this picture:


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We like to call this picture The Heil Boobie:


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Sunday, December 11, 2005

Houston, what is a problem?

Check this out: Channel 4's new show takes innocent (if slightly stupid) members of the british public, and convinces them that they've been selected to become the first televised, british cosmonauts. They will be flown to a training base in Russia, and will be launched into space after three weeks of intensive training. Yes, I said weeks, not years. Want more?

In reality, they were put into a plane, flown around for a few hours, and then landed back in the UK, in an old military base decorated with russian paraphernalia for extra authenticity. After 3 weeks of science and lectures (during which they were told, for example, that they wouldn't experience weightlessness because they wouldn't fly deep enough in space, plus the ship has 3 artificial gravity generators,) 3 of them (plus 1 actor) were flown in to space (i.e. shut in an MDF simulator) to conduct experiments, such as plugging mixers in a tomato, to see if fruit and veg generate electricity in space. Sorry to the greeks who couldn't watch it, but here's a few links for more information:
http://www.channel4.com/entertainment/tv/microsites/S/spacecadets/

http://www.guardian.co.uk/theguide/tvradio/story/0,14676,1655651,00.html?gusrc=rss

Other goodies:
Charlie the actor, refering to the cadets' (lack of) reaction re the weightlessness: "You could tell these people that the gravity generators are run by miniaturised hamsters running on nano-wheels, and they'd nod and take notes."

During the selection phase, anyone who could name more than 4 Star Trek characters was eliminated as a dangerous know-it-all.

I FINALLY got to see some pictures of my new niece, Maria-Lorna. She's Katerina's baby, she was born 3 weeks after Matilda... Isn't she sweet? I can't wait to meet her... And it probably won't happen until September, when we go down for the christening. It's really depressing, all these things happening in the lives of people I really really care about, and I'm over here and can't see them :( Ugh.

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Some lady today at the Post Office saw Matilda and said "She'll be a nice person, she has kind eyes." It must be the nicest thing anyone's ever said about her. I hope so baby, I hope so!

Oh, and go read this:
http://www.nobeliefs.com/babies.htm

It's sooooooooooooo funny, (Horrible, politically in-correct and plain wrong, but hey, you can't beat the above for entertainment.)

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Monday, December 05, 2005

Don't call me baby!

Some things I call Matilda. Most of them won't make sense to the non Greeks, but I had to write them down so I don't forget in years to come.

Baby-Waby
Cakes (Short for babycakes)
...Babycakes
Tilly-Cat
Μπιζέλι
Μπιζελόπη
Τσιροβόλο
Ματιλντού
Ματιλντού-Χαζοφατσού
Δρακουλάκι
Φάτσα
Πιτσιρίκι
Screech
Parrot (when she squawks like one -now for instance.)
Shut Up!
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End of transmission
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