Dear Livejerbil:

yesterday I:

-got a new phone (HTC Droid) which was awesome
-watched a 'skins game live (Which was awesome except for the parr where the players didn't put either their hearts or heads into the game & got shut out or where fans started fights in the stands)
-had one of my fanvids recc'd on tvsqaud.com which was . . . both awesome and a bit humbling. (And apparently i09.com, too . . . color me speechless) (and slashfilm, and Galactica Sitrep) (dianora2 . . .just . . . shutup!!)

Yesterday wins.

ETA: And Entertainment Weekly, I'm sorta . . . beyond stunned.

We have a flat! Yay! It's five minutes' walk from Dinah's daycare, another ten from the university, is furnished, comes with access to a shared garden and is reasonably priced. And it has a really nice kitchen! Downsides are that it's on the ground floor and consequently a bit gloomy, especially the bathroom, but I've decided I can live with that. Dinah and I also went to a La Leche League meeting while we were in Leicester and we met a lady and her daughter who live just round the corner from our new flat :)

So thanks for your good luck wishes, all -- they worked!

We're moving in in less than two weeks. I am excited, if apprehensive.

Anyway, we're back in Switzerland for the moment, which I have taken advantage of by sorting through some of Dinah's newborn clothes for some friends who are expecting a baby due nine days before Dinah's first birthday. All the clothes are so tiny, even the ones it seemed like she would never grow into only a few months ago. It's weird.

So, I packed a few things up and was taping up the package (near some candles -- oops) when it caught fire! Which was quite scary, especially as my first instinct was to blow on the flames, which was stupid. Thankfully I quickly realised this and stifled the flames with a piece of cardboard -- which, in hindsight, may also have been a little stupid. It worked though, so I assessed the damage: one pair of socks mostly melted, the best vest ruined by two gaping holes, and everything else stinking of smoke.

Out of the parcel, into the washing machine, next to the dryer overnight and I finally got it all in the post this morning (though not before it'd been splattered with snow).

Dinah had her nine-month check-up today. All is well except the doctor heard a "small whispering over her aorta". Which he says is probably nothing to worry about and he'll check up on it at our next visit in the spring, but... well. It's unnerving. I don't like it.

I love her so much.