Friday, December 28, 2007
Friday, January 20, 2006
Anyway, I guess we're in the third trimester now. Holy shit, the time has flown by. One of Wife Unit's friends gave birth to her son today. One of my coworkers found out his four-month-pregnant wife is having twins. Fraternal. Another instant family. There must be something in the water here. One of my team mates at work's wife is preggers. He's 24, and he as two kids, the oldest is seven.
In my house, which is in utter disarray, less than two weeks before the party/baby shower, the painting is done. Crib waits to be assembled, all the pieces leaning against a bed in another bedroom. Baby dresser/change table waits to be placed in the nursery, patiently passing the time in my hallway. Shower gifts have begun to arrive. We received a baby bathtub day before last. It's inside what looks to be a baby tub duffel bag. The big hammock shaped dent in the bag means one of the kitties found it to be a comfy bed. Baby Oven says her ring finger is starting to swell, and it's time to wear the ring hung from a chain. She can barely keep a TV tray on her lap now, much less lap space. I've even felt some movement in Wife Unit's belly, but most of the time the baby freezes as soon as I can place my hand upon the swelling cocoon in which my daughter gestates.
But... Nothing, nothing has impressed upon me more with the realization that a baby is on the way than being kicked in the back/butt by my unborn daughter for the first time while being spooned. It was pretty trippy... Yeah, I'm feeling a little perpetual.
And it was pretty cool.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Yeah, found out last Sunday my spousal unit is pregnant. Woohoo!!!! (hmmm, shit!), etc. So, everything will change, so I'm told. Everything is changing. I'm seeing the love of my life in a completely new light, and discovering that I have stumbled onto a completely new flavor of being in love with her, and that's pretty cool...
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Friday, April 15, 2005
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
How fitting that it's the Monday after the time change to daylight savings. I may be saving daylight, but what good is that for me? Hmmm? It's dark during the drive to work now, and I'm much sleepier during said drive. Hmm, a danger to myself and others, so no plus there. I can't make myself go to sleep an hour earlier, thus, perpetuating said sleepy drive to work. I tried reading a book about Java programming, thinking, “Hey, this should put me asleep pronto!” I was up until well past midnight.
I guess this is an opportunity for me to bitch because I had to get up an hour earlier, and getting out of bed in the morning for me is like waking the already-way-passed-dead dead. Lately, it has become quite an ordeal to drag myself out of bed, not unlike volunteering for a deep colonoscopy.
And to top it all off, I forgot my Java book at home, and I forgot my underwear to change into after my morning run. Yep, it looks like I'm goin' commando today.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Out of bounds
Originally uploaded by zentropy.
Pretty flower, no? I took this picture in Colorado last summer. It is so beautiful outside today, I thought this would be a nice addition to today's post.
Made it through the weekend unscathed, but not circumstantially. What I mean is that I went to a place for margs that I don't usually. The margs are great there, strong as hell, but it was really crowded. The place had a cool vibe tho'. You could feel the exuberant joy of a sunny, albeit windy, Friday in the crowd. It felt rather strange, tho', to be sipping a tasty lime slushy while watching and speculating with CNN on the TV they had in the patio when or if the Pope was going to pass on. He finally did yesterday. About five hours and three margs later, it was definitely time to go. My friend, with whom I was celebrating the end of his Lenten prohibition, suddenly decided it was sleepy time. I suppose I would have been sleepy too after foregoing alcohol for over fifty days. After waiting for a cab, on display in front of the bar, narrowly avoiding getting carried away in a vehicle with blinky blue and red lights (ok, not so narrowly, but the rent-a-cop dudes were less than understanding), we finally made our way to my friend's house, leaving a street pizza trail out the door of the cab with frequent stops along they way. Oy! You'd think grown-ups like us would be smart enough to avoid this kind of behavior.
My point of this rambling is that it seems silly things like this happen whenever we step out of our usual routine (different bar, trying something new, etc., whatever). Not as safe as usual, always presenting a challenge, and never, never failing to remind that we are alive. These little reminders help erase the insignificance of life's little annoyances. Don't sweat the small stuff.
Friday, April 01, 2005
Friday, February 04, 2005
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
|Purgatory (Repenting Believers)||Very Low|
|Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)||Low|
|Level 2 (Lustful)||Very High|
|Level 3 (Gluttonous)||Moderate|
|Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)||Moderate|
|Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)||Moderate|
|Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)||Moderate|
|Level 7 (Violent)||High|
|Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)||High|
|Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)||Low|
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test