It’s a GIRL!

Ewww…gross, a girl with cooties! I have a new niece, Emma Grace, who was born last night around 7:15-7:20 6:43. She weighed 7 lbs. 10 oz. and was 20 inches long. At least that’s what I’ve been told. I’ve not actually seen the child…so for all I know, she’s green, weighs 43 lbs. and has webbed feet. Which, come to think of it, would be really cool.Emma Grace...sleeping beauty.

 

Anyway, mother and baby are doing fine. The father is also doing well apparently. No word yet on the new grandparents or great-godmother…but it’s likely that Ang has not even gotten to hold the baby yet. DONNA, put the baby down!

Say “Uncle!”

It’s entirely possible that I will become an uncle today. The mere thought boggles the mind. For one, I didn’t think my sister would ever have children. She and I were both dead set against having children when we were younger. The pressure, the expense, the mess…just not worth it. I’m still not entirely convinced that it’s a good idea, but I’m warming to the concept. Second, she married a good guy who I also thought was not entirely in the “let’s-have-kids” camp…but apparently I was wrong. So today, at some unknown moment, I will become an uncle. Nobody knows what it is, it’s a surprise. I’m hoping it’s twins! *laughing*

So where does that leave me? I’m not a huge fan of babies or children. I get along fine with them, but I just don’t go insane over a newborn. People always say that it will be different when I have my own, which I plan to someday, but I don’t know. I just don’t see the big deal. People have been having babies for eternity…what makes mine cuter or more intelligent than the rest? Nothing really. Although, I met a guy once who said he was in the same boat, then his son was born and instantly, after having the child placed in his arms, he felt an animal-like instinct to protect this baby at all costs; to surrender all that he had ever gained in pursuit of making a place in this world for his new child.

Well…I suppose that’s what makes it worth it. We’ll see.

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Leftovers!

Fortunately, by virtue of not having Thanksgiving at our home, we have no leftovers. No pound of cranberry sauce, no turkey carcass, no crispy bits of broccoli casserole. We’re free from any food that we didn’t purchase ourselves. I don’t know what you do with all that food that’s leftover. Some of my family will be eating ham sandwiches for months. However, a four day weekend leaves me with a ton of random bits of information and minutiae that must be dealt with, but don’t necessarily warrant an entire post.

  • I survived Thanksgiving for another year. The logistics were better this year, and although I still ate way too much, Chocolate Chip CookiesI wasn’t AS tired as I had been in previous years.
  • My paternal grandmother turned 80 this weekend. Eighty years is a long time, so I asked her to share some wisdom of her lifetime. She merely responded “Live every day”, which on the surface seems like a cop-out, but in reality turns out to be very wise indeed.
  • My mom made me some chocolate chip cookies. Not just ANY chocolate chip cookies. These are the best cookies in the tri-state area. I kid you not. They are like crack cookies. If you eat these cookies and don’t find them absolutely delicious, you are no longer my friend.
  • I attended the saddest funeral this weekend for a man who had no one left in the world. His wife was gone, they had no kids. The only people there were his neighbors and some extended family. The service was in a cavernous airplane hangar of a church with a very small contingent (5) of choir members singing dreadfully off key. It was enough to make you decide not to have a funeral.
  • The Books and Movies pages have been updated. Also, the Older Pages link is to the archives from the old website.

So…there you have it. Feel free to comment on any posts, there’s a link on every post just for that. I know you’re out there reading the site, I can see the statistics.

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Giving Thanks at Thanksgiving

The Feast of Turkey Slaughter is upon us. About 385 years ago, some immigrants came to this country looking for a better life. There wereTurkey no laws, there was no border fence; they probably didn’t even have liquids in their carry-on baggage. They came searching for a place where they could worship the god of their choosing without interference from “the administration.” They were, for the most part, welcomed by the established indigenous people and as a celebration of their ability to survive the year, they feasted together. They shared what they had with their new friends and family members, each giving of the bounty that their god had bestowed, regardless of color or creed. My, how times have changed.

In a couple days, I will circle a kitchen with family members I see twice a year. The countertops will be laden with so much food that a family twice our size couldn’t eat all of it. The usual arguments will be had, children will not eat, and we will all go home thankful for one thing…that it’s over. We will repeat this same experience in another month. So, I will settle for being thankful for the following:

  • I have a beautiful, intelligent, and talented wife that loves me.
  • I am healthy and employed and have a home.
  • I am three short semesters from finishing my degree.
  • I will soon have a niece/nephew who I hope is healthy and happy.
  • My parents are healthy and enjoy their retirement.

That said, I have to get back to work. It’s a short week and I’ve got a ton of stuff on my “to don’t” list. I hope you have a fabulous holiday weekend, provided that you celebrate Thanksgiving. If not, be thankful anyway.

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Travelling…the Friday Five

1) If you had to move 100 miles or more to the north, east, west, or south, which would you choose, where would you end up, and what’s so great about there? 100 miles, OR MORE, is the problematic issue with this question. Or More could be really far away, so let’s stick with 100 miles. 100 miles west would be Evansville…no thank you. 100 miles east would be Winchester, KY…no thanks. 100 miles directly south would be somewhere on the Tennessee border…not altogether bad, but not perfect. 100 miles north would be about Indianapolis and, of the 4, probably the best choice. It would be about as close to Louisville as you could be, without actually living in Louisville, as far as cities are concerned. I can think of no really good reasons to leave though.

2) Do you have a favorite stretch of highway or byway for driving, touring, or wandering?
Seriously, I just love to drive. I could get in my vehicle and drive for days. Recently I discussed driving up 421 from Frankfort to Hanover…that was a nice drive. There’s a nice stretch of road to Asheville on I-40. But, from Dayton to Toledo…awful!

3) Are you happier to start a trip or return home?
I’m much happier to be starting a trip…who wouldn’t be? The return home always bogs down when you enter that 100-mile buffer zone mentioned in number one. You’re so close, but you become so tired because you know you’re close.

4) Plane, train, automobile, bicycle, or foot?
What, no boat? Well, I think regular readers will know that plane is not my preferred mode of travel. I use it merely as a convenience. Paris is a long way by boat. I don’t know that I’ve ever ridden a train…unless you consider the subway. In which case, I love the subway. Automobile is pretty much the most used, although bicycle is making a serious comeback. I love riding my bike to work. I only use walking as a mode of transportation at work or if I have leisure time to go to the store for something simple. I also use my feet for recreation in running.

5) Do you overplan or underplan your travels? (Assume that “no” is not a valid answer.)
I never overplan. I like following the wind on my travels. However, this also leads to some underplanning, but usually that is all overcome by the experiences that I enjoy. The lack of planning is part of the experience and allows you to enjoy things you might have overlooked.

The Geekfest is this weekend. Get your party hats and Jedi robes on! See you in the funny papers!

Geekfest Invite

Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer the Tamiflu

Warning of psychiatric problems with Tamiflu

The above story deals with the current issue of Tamiflu possibly causing delirium and hallucinations, mostly among children. The fascinating part of this story is that in response to these allegations, the FDA has added a LABEL to the package to warn about the “potential risk.” A label, eh? Well, that worked so well for cigarettes, didn’t it?

So now we have suicidal teens hopped up on Tamiflu which is apparently our only defense against a possible mutation of the bird flu. At this point, we’re stockpiling the stuff in the hopes that it will end a pandemic virus. But soon, it will be like all the other ‘WMDs’ Aside: Weapons of Medicinal Destruction at the pharmacy and you’ll need an armed guard to get flu medication. As for me, I’d just as soon take my chances with the flu. I’d much prefer to be bedridden and unable to breathe than tripping on Tamiflu and enjoying the dulcet tones of the Grateful Dead.

Oh, but there is that label…that should be a deterrent.

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…stays in Vegas

This morning, just before the alarm went off, I was digging through the carpeted stairs of a Las Vegas hotel to get enough money to finish James Caanmy game of poker with James Caan. I had found quite a bit and I was anxious to get back to the game. I knew I could beat him even though I only had a pair of aces and a pair of fours. He only had a pair showing, but I’m confident I could’ve won. It didn’t hurt that Rachel Griffiths was a Vegas showgirl who was playing the part of “lady luck” by standing at Rachel Griffithsmy side in full showgirl attire. Unfortunately, we’ll never know because I was interrupted by the alarm. The weird part is Aside: I know, as if that wasn’t weird enough already that we were playing in like a glitzy Vegas cafeteria replete with maitre’d and cloth napkins. I don’t know much about poker in casinos, but I don’t think it’s played like that. Anyway, it’s a bizarre dream because I don’t play much poker, especially with James Caan. I’m not averse to Rachel Griffiths…especially in that outfit, but why was she there? And I’ve never even been to Vegas, hence the cafeteria I suppose. I can’t remember what I had for dinner last night…but I may try it again, just to see if I can go all in with two pair.

So…what did you do this weekend? I hope you had a good time. C & I raked a few leaves…actually, more than a few. I don’t really know what to do with all these leaves. Hopefully that’s most of them. We also went to the Kentucky Book Fair in Frankfort. I highly recommend it for next year. I picked up some great books…one of my favorites, Lost Mountain, by Erik Reece. I got to meet Wendell Berry, Silas House and several other Kentucky authors. And we got signatures from a lot of the folks there. Very exciting. Then, we drove up to Hanover, from Frankfort, along 421…beautiful stretch of highway. We revisited where we got engaged. C said it still gave her butterflies, but it was a wonderful experience.

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