Aparently.... it's blog against sexism day (for another 4 minutes). So here's my trivial post about a horribly non-trivial problem.
Thought about having girls or boys for children.
To quote my crass uncle:
"If you have a boy, you only have to worry about one penis. If you have a girl, you have to worry about ALL of them."
I love my daughter.
I see myself being overly protective of her someday... that someday may already be here.
I love seeing her play with dolls.
I love when she follows me around and mimics me fixing stuff.
I love seeing her hug her Mom.
I love hearing her laugh.
I love seeing her SCREAM and then tell herself "shhhh".... "giggle"....
I love my wife.
I love the way she smiles.
I love the way she is with Ellie.
I love them both...
I feel like I'd just beat the crap out anyone who tried to hurt them...
Is that sexist?
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Dieting Update
Just FYI - Sarahlynn and I are still doing South Beach. Nearly 2 months, now. We've both started excercising more, too. I've lost 30 pounds.
I have no idea how much Sarahlynn's lost... but she seems to feel better about it... I think she looks great! Not that she didn't look great before... er... she still looks great... uh... greater?... gooder?... betterer?...
Ugh. There's no right way to provide this compliment without making an insult.
I have no idea how much Sarahlynn's lost... but she seems to feel better about it... I think she looks great! Not that she didn't look great before... er... she still looks great... uh... greater?... gooder?... betterer?...
Ugh. There's no right way to provide this compliment without making an insult.
Babysitting
No, I'm not babysitting. I'm just being a stay-at-home Dad, working part time for a couple days while Sarahlynn's out of town being a full-time working Mom. There are some dads I know who do babsit their kids from time to time. Interesting to think about the distinction between babysitting and just taking a turn watching kids... Semantics.
The point was, though, that I must have some strange narcoleptic affect on Ellie. Today, I had a business lunch with several layers of bosses above me. So, I got a friend of ours who owns his own consulting business and works from home to watch Ellie while I was at lunch. (Thanks Scott!) He did a great job. Fed Ellie lunch. Played with her. Kept her entertained and awake until about 2PM. I picked her up and instantly she fell asleep on the way home. I transfered her to bed... and she slept... for 3 and 1/2 hours!!!
My typical day includes coming home to find that Ellie hasn't slept longer than 30 minutes all day, and (sometimes) Sarahlynn and Ellie are both a little crabby about it.
I guess Dad's just a whole lot more boring than Mom.
The point was, though, that I must have some strange narcoleptic affect on Ellie. Today, I had a business lunch with several layers of bosses above me. So, I got a friend of ours who owns his own consulting business and works from home to watch Ellie while I was at lunch. (Thanks Scott!) He did a great job. Fed Ellie lunch. Played with her. Kept her entertained and awake until about 2PM. I picked her up and instantly she fell asleep on the way home. I transfered her to bed... and she slept... for 3 and 1/2 hours!!!
My typical day includes coming home to find that Ellie hasn't slept longer than 30 minutes all day, and (sometimes) Sarahlynn and Ellie are both a little crabby about it.
I guess Dad's just a whole lot more boring than Mom.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
So darn cute
Ellie just came toddling out of her room.
Cup in one hand, tucked tightly against the side of her chest.
Hair discheveled, in her face.
Stagering down the hall with obvious concern.
A bad dream?
Daddy can fix it.
Mommy can fix it.
Cup in one hand, tucked tightly against the side of her chest.
Hair discheveled, in her face.
Stagering down the hall with obvious concern.
A bad dream?
Daddy can fix it.
Mommy can fix it.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Guns don't kill people...
Me: So, Dick Cheney shot somebody on Saturday.
Anyone: OK...
Me: Yeah.
Anyone: This is a joke, right?
Me: Nope.
Anyone: Really? No. What's the punch line?
Me: No, really!
Anyone: You can't be serious.
Every time I tried to tell someone that the VP shot someone make the other person think I was just kidding. I had to convince them that I was serious abou it!
Anyone: OK...
Me: Yeah.
Anyone: This is a joke, right?
Me: Nope.
Anyone: Really? No. What's the punch line?
Me: No, really!
Anyone: You can't be serious.
Every time I tried to tell someone that the VP shot someone make the other person think I was just kidding. I had to convince them that I was serious abou it!
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Dieting
I've never been a good dieter. Before our wedding, we did Dr. Atkins for a while. I cheated constantly. On that kind of diet, cheating is a sure fire way to fail. Beyond that, I've just always loved food. For the taste. For something to have in my mouth. For something to have in my hands. I guess I could have taken up smoking, but my parents did that, and I found it horribly disgusting. Instead, I learned my eating habits from them.
Well, around the new year, we started the South Beach diet. Bought a couple books. Cut processed grains / sugar from our diet. Absolutely amazing results. I've lost nearly 25 pounds since January 5th. If I lose another 30, I'll be down to a weight I haven't seen since something like the 10th grade.
Well, around the new year, we started the South Beach diet. Bought a couple books. Cut processed grains / sugar from our diet. Absolutely amazing results. I've lost nearly 25 pounds since January 5th. If I lose another 30, I'll be down to a weight I haven't seen since something like the 10th grade.
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