The life of a married couple, as experienced by me and my bride, is not one fraught with the kind of excitement you might read about in the news. We find pleasure in the company of each other and others. Well, maybe not as many “others” as we would like, but that’s o.k. The highlight of our social calendar is usually the occasional coworker party or get together. One such even…
We discovered that we may very well be parents of a second child in the next 8 months or so. If I sound a little unsure, it’s only because it is VERY early in the game. We only just found out and Cheryl has not even had her first visit to her OBGYN. The odds are good, but we’ve got a long way to go. Beth remains uncommitted to a position on the issue. So far, the comments from Beth…
Beth passed another milestone this week: she was abandoned at a non-relative’s house for a solo visit this week. We went through all the common symptoms: the look of betrayal, the clinging to one leg, the repeating final request (“just one more hug daddy”), and finally the period of mourning after the final separation. Lest you worry, Beth did survive the experience, but…
The weekend was not all bad, we got to see Beth’s much anticipated Ballet recital on Saturday. Is there anything more precious than a bunch of preschoolers doing just about everything except the rehearsed number on stage in front of the live audience? Beth only had a couple of classes leading up to the recital, so she hadn’t had as much practice ignoring the pleas of the teacher. She…
We concluded last week with a stop at a furniture store, to browse through all of the furniture we couldn’t afford. We began this week with a furniture purchase. This week’s aguish is brought to you by Barewood Outlet. Why pay less for a finished bookshelf when you could pay more for the hassle of finishing the bookshelf yourself? This was the question we asked ourselves this week, and…
We had an unexpected visitor on Friday, a little boy who lives down the street. Beth was just tickled to have someone over to play at her house again. Later, when the boy’s father came over to pick him up, he was bathed in the glow of our tech savy. Sitting in the corner was our old bondi blue iMac and our new iBook. “Youv’e got to talk to my wife”, the boy’s father…
There’s not much to say about this last week, but I’ll try…
Dad got out of the hospital on Friday.
There was nothing wrong with that.
We had a long weekend, by virtue of the holiday on Monday.
There was nothing wrong with that.
I got to sit in bed until 11a.m., on a day when I would normally be at work.
There was certainly nothing wrong with that.
I was in bed with the lingering…
What will I have to say this week?
There was another week at the office. There was a weekend to follow. There was another trip to the hospital. There was the onset of a cold. Oh, and there was a graduation.
What can I say about work? While I enjoy my job, I still have those times where I’d rather be just about anywhere else. Last week was like that. You go to work, but you’re there in…
It is dark. There is something not quite right with the world. You are not quite sure what it is, but you know it is out there. A respite! Is it gone?
No.
It has come again. Suddenly you know what it is. The phone is ringing. It was ringing a moment ago and now it’s back. You look at the clock and notice the time: midnight. You get up and answer, because you know if someone is calling now it…
Beth is holding three pencil erasers in the shape of teeth. She advises me (in her typically loud fashion, as if from half way across the house) she has three toothes. Recognizing the grammatical error, I explain to her she has three teeth, not three toothes. Beth, being a relatively stubborn child, insists she has three toothes. This goes on for about a minute or so before I convince her there is…