Revelations

Good people: I say Hello,

Have you ever heard someone say to you, "Sorry I haven't called/emailed lately, I've been so busy it's just nuts", and thought it sounded silly? The converse would be, "Hey, I've got all this free time so I thought I'd get in touch to see what's up...". That never happens. Show me someone that isn't "busy" and I will show you either a professional athlete in the off-season or Paris Hilton. Where am I going with this? I've learned that there are far more people reading this blog than I ever expected or intended. Now, in the wise words of Gene Simmons: that rocks. I feel a scant degree of guilt that I haven't been keeping you all updated on a more regular basis. But, I've been busy. It also makes me a bit more self-conscious of the words I use, the thoughts I reveal and the number of times I feel I must proofread my entries which, of course, should not happen. And not that these have been profanity-laced diatribes but still... sorry, I'm rambling... you all are making me nervous.

So, we've been looking at houses and talking (& squabbling) about building and once in a while thinking about the baby. Is that sad? I don't think it is; it's nice that there's nothing to worry about right now. Buying a home is such a huge deal and if it were up to me, Jen and I would have already made an offer on an incredibly unique and beautiful home. After her pesky insistence that we look through this house again, we found that the home (built in 2003) has water damage in the basement, a significant crack in the foundation (in the same vicinity as the water damage), a stucco exterior that is not warrantied by the builder because "they don't do those", and had a mold problem. I was on the phone with my dear mother last night and when telling her of my head-first approach to what may be the most important financial decision Jen and I make in the next 15-20 years, she said, "Yeah, you got that from me". I knew that already, but it's nice she let me pass the buck to her.

The baby is extremely active. I think she is already experimenting with which sports she will be interested in. Of course, this is to Jen's complete chagrin and is mostly done immediately after bed time. The other day, while taking a break from working on the house, I could see her little hands and feet protruding out of and across Jen's belly like never before. I urged and encouraged her to continue. In actuality, I was just extremely excited and wanted to interact with her in some way. She probably just had gas. But those moments bring about a yearning for Cinco De Mayo to come tomorrow. We have a visit with Dr. Mohling this Friday that I will update you on. Until then, enjoy the belly pic.



Lastly, I am adopting Ryan. (!!) Sorry - That was blunt. I am incredibly excited. It has been an ongoing discussion since we were married and it is finally happening. I think it is the best thing for Ryan and the best thing for our family. My mindset has been and should always be: treat him like my own, raise him as my own, and most importantly, love him like my own. It may sound strange for you to read this but I think MAKING him my own will help me do that. I love that he will have the same last name as his baby sister and I love that I now have the terrifying task of being completely responsible for him. I have much work to do, like teach him to make hasty and impulsive decisions when confronting major financial impasses. ....eh, Maybe Jen will handle that portion of raising the small people.

If you have any QCC, please email. I'd be happy to hear from you. And, if you find grammatical errors then I insist you email me. It's quid pro quo for reading the blog. Grammatical errors drive me insane...

And what was young Ryan's reaction upon hearing of said adoption?? Well - we have captured that for all posterity...


So long, good people.