Blow Thar
Getting final projects done, didn't crawl into bed until 12:20 am Saturday morning, then Asha sat on my head and purred for an hour, SO glad to see you my friend how you been, then Ryan woke up at 5. So huzzah for weekends. I can't believe I used to sleep until noon as a kid.
Took advantage of a slow-to-arrive winter storm and took care of some last-minute (last-year?) raking...for over four hours. Got the blistered hand-crease-pockets (what is that part of the hand called between the thumb and forefinger?) to prove it.
Ainsley convinced her father to join me in the hot tub to soothe a month-long aching back, so he's now looking at canceling their trip to China and investing in one themselves. Though it'll probably be a single-person tub, what with his wife approving it over her dead body.
Had a nice evening in front of the fireplace and teaching Ryan how to eat a taco sideways, and we put him down an hour earlier than usual. I only had to go up once to convince him. And join him in a rousing rendition of "Cheese" and "Timber". (Linked below, if anyone is interested.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gN1wbGqpDVE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N0CB1pRzTDw
My father-in-law expressed his disappointment that Ainsley didn't go into labor on Friday, because he wanted me to be "right", since she and I have argued all year whether her due date was the 14th (which she told me originally) or the 15th (which she has claimed every day since). Alack and a lass (har!), both days ebbed and flew sans baby. I told her she can't give birth on Monday because that's Todd's birthday, and Tuesday is Dalen's birthday, who, granted, I haven't spoken to since 1986, but still. He invited me to see "Back to the Future" in England for his party, so I feel we owe him. Then Ann's is the 19th... Then hell, she may as well share Christmas presents with everyone.
I only bring this up because Ainsley's in labor right now.
Took advantage of a slow-to-arrive winter storm and took care of some last-minute (last-year?) raking...for over four hours. Got the blistered hand-crease-pockets (what is that part of the hand called between the thumb and forefinger?) to prove it.
Ainsley convinced her father to join me in the hot tub to soothe a month-long aching back, so he's now looking at canceling their trip to China and investing in one themselves. Though it'll probably be a single-person tub, what with his wife approving it over her dead body.
Had a nice evening in front of the fireplace and teaching Ryan how to eat a taco sideways, and we put him down an hour earlier than usual. I only had to go up once to convince him. And join him in a rousing rendition of "Cheese" and "Timber". (Linked below, if anyone is interested.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gN1wbGqpDVE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N0CB1pRzTDw
My father-in-law expressed his disappointment that Ainsley didn't go into labor on Friday, because he wanted me to be "right", since she and I have argued all year whether her due date was the 14th (which she told me originally) or the 15th (which she has claimed every day since). Alack and a lass (har!), both days ebbed and flew sans baby. I told her she can't give birth on Monday because that's Todd's birthday, and Tuesday is Dalen's birthday, who, granted, I haven't spoken to since 1986, but still. He invited me to see "Back to the Future" in England for his party, so I feel we owe him. Then Ann's is the 19th... Then hell, she may as well share Christmas presents with everyone.
I only bring this up because Ainsley's in labor right now.
posted by Dan at 4:30 AM
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What was the 1st Christmas gift??
A child.
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