Hey Kate -
Does this mean we can have more family Waffle House trips in our future?
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Does this mean we can have more family Waffle House trips in our future?
Katie mentioned earlier that she’s finding the upcoming birth to be hard to believe. That is so true.
I’m a pretty matter-of-fact kind of guy in a lot of ways. I don’t spend a lot of time thinking about the past, and I spend equally little time dreaming about the future. I tend just to be here and now.
Either that or I tend to be here and now wishing I were lounging on my front porch.
But I can’t quite envision having a child. I can’t envision it but I’m looking forward to it. It’s a weird combination, but I kind of like it.
Does anybody know what the protocol is for thanking your spouse for writing thank you notes?
Is slave for life good enough or do I owe her more than that?
I am simply feeling lousy this morning. My stomach feels like someone stepped on it wearing combat boots. It’s not a good feeling.
But I’m here at work because I don’t think it’s contagious and I’ve got a lot of work to do.
bleh.
I don’t generally dispense a lot of advice on this blog. I usually just talk about life not tell people how to live it. But here’s one piece of advice I could’ve used earlier:
If you’re going to do a big grocery store run, be sure to clean the old food out of your fridge first.
Or, better yet, if your wife is going grocery shopping for a week’s worth of food - which will be eaten in two nights, but that’s beyond the point - and she let you stay at home, you should consider spending at least some of your newfound time making room for what she’ll get while you’re at home being lazy.
Your mileage may vary, of course.
School was out on Friday; the kids had a half day. And I heard one of them on Saturday morning say “I hate summer! I wish school hadn’t let out.”
There wasn’t even one day off from school yet!
I always wanted to become an expert in something. That way if somebody asked me a question, I could say “well, I’m no expert, but … oh wait, yes I am!”
This is what I did yesterday:

Yes, those are my feet propped up on the rail on our front porch at home.
And this is what I’d like to be doing today:

I woke up this morning with a not-so-fun feeling that my four day weekend was very much over. And now I’m feeling like it’ll take me a week to get caught up at work!
One definite downside to city living: lugging your laptop around with you when you go inside, in fear of finding it gone when you returned.
I’m a front porch kind of guy.
We have a really neat yard for living in the city. Our front yard is very public; the yard itself is small enough to mow in about five minutes, and the porch is a great place to hang out and wave to neighbors walking down the street.
Our back yard, on the other hand, is very secluded. It’s wooded and goes down to a creek and a city park. If you sit on our back deck, you have almost complete privacy, or you can sit by the creek and be virtually assured that you’ll only be visited by mosquitoes.
And I have discovered that I have no desire to be in our back yard. I simply don’t like being that far removed from the hum of life.
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