yesterday was my birthday, and amy made me the worlds biggest birthday card out of the cardboard that our new armoire came in. she's a doll like that. we had cake and she bought me a memory foam pillow. Chili mac sang happy birthday to me from…
or busy... one of the two. not that there's anything to ""do"" per say, just the act of waiting on this little bugger to come out is plenty. he's completely given up. not the slightest tremor of contraction today. having a baby makes you…
It's been a loooong week, but no baby yet. my mother is in town until today, she was hoping to witness the event... but nope. the kid's not moving. Doctor Joe is going to induce on Saturday if he's not made a move by then. So there will be a new Max…
Somewhere, John Ritter, Johnny Cash and Robert Palmer are up in heaven... with nothing whatsoever to say to each other.
the other day, the girl and i took a walk down clay to try to jiggle cmac enough that he'd want to get moving. we decided to cross the street at some point, so amy marched across with the dog and i paused for a second because a car was coming. the…
the first week and a half of the new job is under the belt. looks like i've survived ok. yesterday we had a small crisis. my last check from my old job was due on monday - they didn't send it out until monday. luckily, i caught them on time and…
[eh, it could happen...]()
well, it was a perfect weekend yet we still managed to miss Greentree entirely. i'm satisfied with just hearing some of the announcements that carried over the few blocks to my house. i woke up at an insanely early hour and headed here to work.…
We ate at Cracker Barrel tonight and Amy just had to have that fuzzy stuffed squirrel. She's been attempting to interest the dog in it. Ferris (the dog) is nonplussed. At work i'm continuing my reign of lucky breaks and guesses that just happen…
first post in a couple days here. i have a new job, so i don't get to sit at home and scribble out these sickly sweet nothings with such abandon. i always plan to write something when i get home... but it's been a busy week. we went to lamaze…
just hangin out waiting for my rents to arrive. it's baby shower weekend so they're coming down from chicagoland for the weekend. we might head up to the STL Art Fair or something. that's it.
I went to a meeting a couple years ago. The point of the meeting was to organize the SF community for the upcoming protests at the democratic convention. After milling about, munching on perfectly terrible vegan snack foods, talking with stoned…
Matt has insisted i push past my procrastinating nature and get those interview questions done. He sent two sets, so I'm answering the easy ones first. So here we are, sorry for the delay: 1\. 7 11 takes the slurpee off the market. as this is…
[Four more years! Four more years!]()
Amy and I went to the [stlbloggers]() social type situation tonight. [Amy ]()wasn't feeling well, but she was a good sport and decided to go with me. We met a lot of nice people. I mostly sat in my chair and every once in awhile would shout ""Hi,…
tuesday night lamaze class involves making a dozen pregnant women find some way to get on the floor and back again in a room full of strangers. yeah, that's a great idea. We didn't learn much there yet. Just flipped thru a workbook while the lady…
not the best day, i'll say. amy woke me up this morning at the crack of dawn and said, ""Get up and take me to my grandparents."" We had been planning to go there today, however, much later in the day. I blinked and was about to ask ""Why?"" when I…
is there anything more horrible than RealPlayer? I'm serious, is there any more leechy, desperate, annoying, sleazy and underhanded product on the marketplace? i just installed a program a my computer that was helpfully ""bundled"" with the…
Not that i'm vain - but seeing muddylemon.com jump from 2 of 10 to 3 of 10 in [google page rank]() just made me believe that maybe, just maybe, [google loves me.]()