Monday, December 31, 2007
Saturday afternoon we were getting ready for my cousin's wedding when Olivia noticed none of her shoes fit anymore. She eventually found a pair of sandals that she could squeeze on and we headed off to the wedding. On the way, she contacted her health care professionals to inquire about her swollen appendages. About the same time we made it to the church, they told her she'd better get to the hospital to be checked out. So, she said hi/bye to the bride and we left before the ceremony even started.
At the hospital, they hooked her up to all the monitors and took some blood. While we waited for the test results, we learned that what Olivia thought were cramps were really contractions. What's more, they were somewhat strong and minutes apart. "Holy cow!" I thought, "This kid's gonna come on his own and 2 days before the end of the tax season!" The test results soon came back showing that Liv was fine. The Dr. didn't think there was any risk and the contractions were irregular enough that she sent us home about 3 or 4 hours after we got there. I was still very optimistic though. I thought for sure we'd be back in less than 24 hours and have that little rascal out of there.
Alas, here it is Monday the 31st and Nathan has yet to show his face. I can see his chubby little baby face right now, laughing hysterically at the prank pulled on his unwitting folks. He's still managed to torment his mother with contractions for 2 days, but nothing's moving. I can tell he's going to be quite the little stinker. So now we just wait for Thursday when we'll pry him out of there. I see that he'll be a formidable opponent to match wits with. It's go time, Nate. Let's get it on! T-minus 3 days and counting. I'll try to post his pictures by Friday sometime.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
So, I spent the next 5 minutes with a steak knife trying to find the proper combination of prying and button pushing to get the sucker open again. Eventually, I found that the necessary procedure included one push of the eject button followed immediately by a firm one finger smack right in the "DVD" emblem on the front of the CD tray. It then occurred to me that all I ever needed to know about electronics repair, I learned in kindergarten. I've been smacking electronic devices ever since I was a kid watching Bugs Bunny on a 13 inch black and white TV with rabbit ears. So, thanks are in order to dad for teaching me at an early age the fundamentals of electronics repair. He taught me that most electrical gizmos need to be reminded who's the boss from time to time. It's surprising how a quick sucker punch will make most of them fall in line instantly. Even if it doesn't, I still feel better after taking some aggression out. I guess the moral of the story is that sometimes even the most complicated of problems often has a simple solution. Put that in your pipe and smoke it.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
What I don't understand is why she couldn't induce him on the 31st. (Yes, I did have the gall to ask the Dr. if she could induce during the 2007 tax year.) He's been in there for 9 months. What difference is 3 more days of quality time with his mother really going to make? I wouldn't even call it quality time. Olivia's always fighting him and poking at him through her belly. I can't imagine it's very much fun for either of them. Is that what they teach you in med school, how to read a calendar? C'mon, I have to start buying diapers by the gross here pretty soon. Can't you slide your scale a couple days and get me a tax break here, doc? Ugh.
Let's go Nate. Make your daddy proud and your momma relieved. Wiggle your skinny little butt out of there next week while your Aunt Shauna and Uncle Tom are here to shower you with whatever kind of spoiling aunts and uncles do. Everybody wins here, Nate! Move towards the light!
Thursday, December 13, 2007
The doctor said that things are starting to move along with Liv, so we are definitely in the home stretch now. We are both way past being ready to get this over with. Then I can get elbow deep in the endless parade of poopy diapers. T-minus 3 weeks and counting.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
I went out this afternoon to remove the 1/4 inch of ice coating my state truck so I wouldn't have to do it at 6am tomorrow. It was all I could do to walk 30 feet out to the truck without falling on my @$$. After a couple buckets of hot water and 30 minutes of scraping I had it cleared off enough to drive, thus ensuring that we will receive another coating of ice overnight undoubtedly. We had another big ice storm or two similar to this last year as well. So I'm left thinking, what's going on here? I mean, I can deal with snow. Just sweep or shovel it away, dig out the car, and move on. This ice is crazy though. It's an ordeal just to get the car door to open, let alone getting everything scraped off enough to drive.
I found myself pondering why ice is taking center stage now and snow seems to be a novelty. My only thought is that it's too cold to rain, but too warm to snow. Maybe Al Gore and his global warming nuts are on to something. Or not. I don't think I'm ready to throw in with that crowd yet. Maybe the earth is getting warmer, but I find it a bit far-fetched to think we little humans could cause it. And if things are warming up, I find it even more ludicrous to believe that we little humans could slow or stop it. Mother nature will adjust the thermostat as she sees fit. Remember the ice age? Anyway, I'm not entirely sure I even have a point to make here. I guess my point is ice sucks. There's something we can all agree on.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
I'd be lying if I said I was completely blown away by this mini-series. However, I didn't hate it. I was actually impressed with the imagination that went into turning a smarmy musical into a sci-fi epic. (I use the term epic to describe the length, not necessarily the movie's historical impact.) As I said, Tinman is loosely based on the Wizard of Oz. The characters have different names, but similar traits. The plot strays from the yellow brick road after the first hour or two and winds up in totally uncharted territory when compared to the original. My favorite changes: The Wizard is a doped up old coot played by Richard Dreyfuss (think "What About Bob" after he goes nuts), the "scarecrow" character is really Nightcrawler from X2, and best of all, NO SINGING! Oh yeah, and Todo is a 60 year old overweight black man.
I'm not going to suggest that everyone make a special effort to see this mini-series. However, if you're a sci-fi geek like I can be at times, you might find it at least somewhat interesting. If the Wizard of Oz had never existed and this was thrown out there today, it would be just another mini-series made by the Sci-Fi Channel. But, it's a huge improvement over the original and I think that's what I like about it. It's very original, yet still draws nostalgia from its predecessor. If you like quirky sci-fi stuff, check it out. If not, take a pass. I think it's still airing on Sci-Fi from time to time, and if not it's on scifi.com. One more thing... Hat's off once again to the Sci-Fi Channel for thinking outside the box and putting something other than cop dramas, lawyer shows, sit-coms, and reality show garbage on tv.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
It's the true story of an ill-fated Navy SEAL mission in the mountains of Afghanistan in 2005. The author was part of a 4-man team dropped in to locate and neutralize a high ranking Taliban terrorist. The team members soon found themselves surrounded by hundreds of terrorists and fighting for their lives. The entire SEAL team was unfortunately lost, except for the author who managed to escape despite being seriously wounded and having lost most of his gear. The book chronicles his nearly week-long ordeal surviving in the rugged mountains while being wounded, lost, alone, and hunted by the Taliban. It also tells how the author was eventually able to make it out due to his intense training and with help from ancient Afghani tribal customs.
Although the main focus of the book is on this one event, 2 chapters of the book are devoted to how a SEAL becomes a SEAL. I always knew these guys were tough, but I had no idea just how tough until after reading this book. Their training really prepares them to survive an ordeal like this and not quit. A word of caution... The sailors in this book talk like, well, sailors. If you're easily offended by some swearing, you way want to skip this book. Otherwise, I highly recommend it. I found it hard to put down, and that's saying something for me.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
The dresser/changing table that matches the crib is in the middle of this pic. The playpen is on the left. It won't really go there permanently. It will be in our room for the first couple months for Nate to sleep in until he graduates to the crib. On the right is Matt Espenshied's old dresser that he left when he moved out. Needless to say, this room looks quite a bit different from when Matt and Tony lived there back in my slum-lord days.
Here's the other end of the room. My old stereo is up on the dresser for momma to rock out with the boy. The stroller and car seat were shoved behind the door for the time being. The purple thing on the right is a fake chimney. I think there's a real chimney behind there, but it's got fake plastic brick around it now. It was a dark maroon at first, but we went with a light purple to match the rest of the decor. Talk about a pain in the butt to paint. We couldn't tape the edges up against the walls because of the irregular shaped bricks and the grout lines. Olivia had to do those corners meticuously by hand. Of course it all took 2 coats as well. While doing it we surmised that the previous owner probably used spray paint. Good idea, I think we'll go that route if we have to re-paint it someday.
So, we're pretty much done. We just need a crib mattress, a rocking chair, and a baby. The rocker has been pretty difficult. Olivia wants a glider, but we can't find a decent one for under $200. Ouch! If you have a used one you want to get rid of, let us know. Thanks again to everyone who gave us gifts at the baby shower. It was a tremendous help and we appreciate it a lot! T-minus 5 weeks til baby.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
It's an inside look at a 3 game series between the Cardinals and Cubs in August 2005 with special attention paid to the viewpoint of Tony LaRussa. There's really nothing noteworthy about the series itself, other than being a key series for both ball clubs during the 2005 playoff race. The real heart of the subject matter is just baseball and what goes through a manager's mind on a daily basis during the season. It was an interesting inside look at the nuances of the game and how complicated and simple it can be at the same time. I really enjoyed the book and would recommend it to any fan of the sport. I'm sure being a Cardinal fan contributed to my interest in the book, but I think it could be enjoyed by anyone who cares about the game. If your town has one of these "libraries", go check it out!
Saturday, November 17, 2007
The baby is already taking over and he's not even here yet. We spent last night spending too much money on all sorts of baby crap. We found a nice used crib and matching dresser and managed to get it for about 1/3 to 1/4 of what it would have gone for new. (Thanks to Ma Dudley for scouting that one out for us.) We picked up the stroller/car seat combo and got it all put together last night too. The painting in the nursery is almost done. Once we get everything moved in there, I'll be sure to post some pictures for your viewing pleasure. Pretty much all we lack now is finding a glider for momma to rock jr in and we'll be good to go.
Liv and I are both ready for Nathan to get here. She's ready for him to stop torturing her from the inside and I'm ready to start teaching him some bad habits. He's due the first week of January, but we're both hoping he shows up earlier rather than later.
Well, there's my first post. I admit it's a little bland, but I'll have more exciting stuff to report in the months to come. Check in often!