Well, my mom, giving me the benefit of the doubt, assumed that there browser was broken in some way because it had no updates in the last month. I love her.
In reality, I have been meaning to write for the past few weeks. Like anything else in my life, writing is more a result of a phase than anything. I read like crazy, or play video games, or write, or draw. All of these things phase in or out. Lately, I just haven't felt like writing. Hopefully you haven't felt like reading.
Work has been good. I am still at the front desk. I started getting concerned about being forgotten in one area of the hotel, and having too much time pass, thus limiting the time spent in other areas, so I spoke to my GM who is getting promoted in January to Senior VP. He is the last of the folks who hired me for the position, and is leaving for Boston at the turn of the year. The rest of the people who approached me about the position have left for other opportunities, and I've been feeling a bit that their successors have felt like they were stuck with me. Because I've stuck in the one department, my ability to impress people as a hotel manager is hampered by the fact that they just see me as a good assistant front office manager.
The good news is that the GM got me back on track, and I will be moving to another department soon. I would prefer housekeeping, but restaurants is another good option. The other day something exciting happened, I was approached by the hotel manager to see if I'd fly to Chicago to cover our Doubletree in OakBrook. They're a union hotel, and the workers were threatening to strike. Our director of housekeeping and I were going to fly out to help the hotel in case of a strike, but the union and the hotel ended up working things out. Either way, I was told it was a positive mark for me just to be available, and that they'll think of me in the future if anything like that comes up again. I would've liked to go, as it would've been a great learning experience, and I would have gotten free meals and hotel stay, with some spending money. Not to mention seeing some of my friends and family in Chicago.
Things at home have been great. Kiah is growing so fast, and is holding things on his own. He can sit with his back to the couch and can even sit a little on his own. Not much, but it's a start. We're having so much fun teaching him things every day. He's laughing so much more. He's such a happy baby... I got this really fun video of him sitting on the couch laughing, being a parent is even more rewarding than I thought it would be.
Sarah is a bit bored, but has been handling parenthood wonderfully. She's such a great mom. She just turned 27, and some of our friends took her out for dinner. I had to work, which sucked, but we had a nice little dinner here the next night with the same friends and had a cake and everything. I blew it literally though. After we finished singing, I BLEW OUT HER CANDLE. I don't know what posessed me, I just saw something on fire, and blew it out. I'm retarded.
I saw the Departed a few weeks ago. Really good movie. Alot of people got shot in the head, but it was a good movie. Sarah and I watched Lucky Number Slevin last night. Similar. Good, but alot of people get shot. Netflix is really cool for parents who work and take care of a baby 24/7. It is so nice to just have a stream of movies coming in.
We're looking to get cell phones at the turn of the year. So I'll get the numbers to you when we do.
That's it for now. I'll write more later.
Friday, October 20, 2006
Monday, September 25, 2006
Nicknames and re-released albums...
A few weeks ago, Made in Mexico records announced the re-release of Damien Jurado's most sought after album "Gathered in Song." A live performance in a friend's living room in 1998, it is easily one of his most touching albums. The re-release includes the original 5 songs, and 5 demos for "Rehearsals for Departure", his 1999 album. The first several hundred copies were autographed, so that added to the appeal as well. "Simple hello" is my favorite song so far, but the entire deal is very very good.
On another note, Sarah and I were discussing the approximately 3 million nicknames that we have for Hezekiah. Kiah... Helmet... Monkey... Dookie... Zeke... Manny... Tax Deduction...
In fact, his name has sparked so many conversations in our friends and family that we thought we'd finally reveal the REAL reason that we named him (HE)zekiah im(MAN)uel. That's right. We named him after the Master of the Universe himself. He-man.
Here is a picture of Kiah in his appropriate outfit.
On another note, Sarah and I were discussing the approximately 3 million nicknames that we have for Hezekiah. Kiah... Helmet... Monkey... Dookie... Zeke... Manny... Tax Deduction...
In fact, his name has sparked so many conversations in our friends and family that we thought we'd finally reveal the REAL reason that we named him (HE)zekiah im(MAN)uel. That's right. We named him after the Master of the Universe himself. He-man.
Here is a picture of Kiah in his appropriate outfit.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Kiah
Just an update.
After one day of taking his medicine, Kiah is all better.
I don't know what it was, any more than the doctors did, but we're happy he's ok.
Thanks for your prayers.
After one day of taking his medicine, Kiah is all better.
I don't know what it was, any more than the doctors did, but we're happy he's ok.
Thanks for your prayers.
Monday, September 11, 2006
Jim's 9-11 poem that he wrote today...
Today I saw a patriot
standing on the corner of a busy downtown street
waving a flag in the rain
and I thought to myself how beautiful
it would be to see impaled upon that glittering flagpole
all the ugliness of the hatriots who stood
on that same corner waving similar flags
just five years ago.
True patriotism isn't popular.
And something from the heart can't be mass produced.
If you want to do something
that truly matters...
do it alone.
standing on the corner of a busy downtown street
waving a flag in the rain
and I thought to myself how beautiful
it would be to see impaled upon that glittering flagpole
all the ugliness of the hatriots who stood
on that same corner waving similar flags
just five years ago.
True patriotism isn't popular.
And something from the heart can't be mass produced.
If you want to do something
that truly matters...
do it alone.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Ohio State
Tonight, the two highest ranked teams in college football faced off against each other in the regular season. (The last time that happened was 10 yrs. ago.) And I must say, the #1 Ohio State Buckeyes went down to Austin and messed with Texas.
Wow! What a great game. For those of you who know, when any team wins a championship, there are going to be people who question its legitimacy. Folks who say that there were too many close calls... the schedule was too easy... blah blah blah. My best friend would slap them and say a win is a win, but in college football, a win isn't necessarily a win. (See Cal's first game of the season) Needless to say, when OSU went 18-0 and won the national championship against the somewhat unstoppable Florida Gators who at that point had not lost a game in several seasons, people still griped. Well. OSU is back, and has one of the toughest teams I've seen in years. Tonight they blew away the defending champs with their weaker side. Their defense. It was alot of fun for us to watch, and if you find college football boring, I suggest watching the Buckeyes this year. They're going to be the NFL stars you watch a few years from now.
One last thing about the game. Now that Texas is Young-less, they've been forced to replace him with a young man with the most "Texas" name of all time. Colt McCoy. To be ANY MORE TEXAN he would have to be named "Wyatt Eastwood" or change his middle initial to "W." I will say this for him. He hopped right back up after getting knocked down all those times.
Oh, on to the home front. Kiah has contracted what Sarah and I are calling "The mange."
It's some sort of rash that the doctor told us is named Erythema Multiforme which means ugly rash that takes alot of forms and is caused by something we don't know. It's treated by using benedril or minor steroids. We opted for the roids as his penis is already as small as it's going to ever be, and the risk of negative side-effects is negligable. Just kidding, but we did go with the steroid because it won't make him sleepy, and it mainly will keep away a more dangerous rash that he might have but probably doesn't have because gosh! We're doctors and we really don't know, and I don't see any of this when I researched it on google in the back room, and please don't look upset! That hospital bill is mainly for malpractice suits.
Just kidding again. They actually don't know what it is, but he's happy and eating and sleeping and pooping. So we've identified that other than the hideous rash covering his body, he's in perfect health.
Here's a picture of what Mange, and Texas' season looks like.
Wow! What a great game. For those of you who know, when any team wins a championship, there are going to be people who question its legitimacy. Folks who say that there were too many close calls... the schedule was too easy... blah blah blah. My best friend would slap them and say a win is a win, but in college football, a win isn't necessarily a win. (See Cal's first game of the season) Needless to say, when OSU went 18-0 and won the national championship against the somewhat unstoppable Florida Gators who at that point had not lost a game in several seasons, people still griped. Well. OSU is back, and has one of the toughest teams I've seen in years. Tonight they blew away the defending champs with their weaker side. Their defense. It was alot of fun for us to watch, and if you find college football boring, I suggest watching the Buckeyes this year. They're going to be the NFL stars you watch a few years from now.
One last thing about the game. Now that Texas is Young-less, they've been forced to replace him with a young man with the most "Texas" name of all time. Colt McCoy. To be ANY MORE TEXAN he would have to be named "Wyatt Eastwood" or change his middle initial to "W." I will say this for him. He hopped right back up after getting knocked down all those times.
Oh, on to the home front. Kiah has contracted what Sarah and I are calling "The mange."
It's some sort of rash that the doctor told us is named Erythema Multiforme which means ugly rash that takes alot of forms and is caused by something we don't know. It's treated by using benedril or minor steroids. We opted for the roids as his penis is already as small as it's going to ever be, and the risk of negative side-effects is negligable. Just kidding, but we did go with the steroid because it won't make him sleepy, and it mainly will keep away a more dangerous rash that he might have but probably doesn't have because gosh! We're doctors and we really don't know, and I don't see any of this when I researched it on google in the back room, and please don't look upset! That hospital bill is mainly for malpractice suits.
Just kidding again. They actually don't know what it is, but he's happy and eating and sleeping and pooping. So we've identified that other than the hideous rash covering his body, he's in perfect health.
Here's a picture of what Mange, and Texas' season looks like.
Friday, August 18, 2006
Confusable
So it's that time. They announced the winners of the "Team Champion of the month." Therefore, I've been preparing to put them in the next newsletter. I received the pictures today, and I must say that July's winner for the heart of the house has a somewhat inappropriate picture. Before I go on, I should mention that her nomination and winning were confusing to everyone, as they announced her name as "Maria... I can't pronounce the last name..." Which led over half of our housekeeping staff to believe that they had indeed won the award. Amongst the hysteria they were able to identify which Maria was the best Maria. The "really short" one. Half of the girls already excited jumped about ecstatically while the others sat down. (It should be noted that this entire episode has been completely fictional, and that I concocted it based around the idea of how funny it was that a "Maria" of many Marias had won the team champion award. However, it does not take away from the fact that her picture is inappropriate.) Maria Campos, the winner of the award is incredibly small. So much so that they had to enter her nomination on an index card as opposed to the normal 8.5"x 11" form.
In her picture, which is taken by a human resources employee hiding in a niche in the hallway to the cafeteria, who springs out on the day that you've dressed your worst, and have had the least amount of time to put into doing your hair, who snaps your picture and runs... we see that she has not only been caught on a bad day, but apparently on a day she wasn't even working. She is completely out of uniform, and not necessarily "appropriately" dressed for a company picture. The second reason the photo is inappropriate actually serves a purpose for our humble blog. It demonstrates just HOW small she is. Here is her picture with her faithful cat, Esmerelda, as you can see below.
In her picture, which is taken by a human resources employee hiding in a niche in the hallway to the cafeteria, who springs out on the day that you've dressed your worst, and have had the least amount of time to put into doing your hair, who snaps your picture and runs... we see that she has not only been caught on a bad day, but apparently on a day she wasn't even working. She is completely out of uniform, and not necessarily "appropriately" dressed for a company picture. The second reason the photo is inappropriate actually serves a purpose for our humble blog. It demonstrates just HOW small she is. Here is her picture with her faithful cat, Esmerelda, as you can see below.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
10 hours of bliss.
Well, this has been an interesting week. I worked Monday thru Saturday last week. 60 hour weeks stink, and even more confusing, I had to work Monday of this week, so I had Sunday and Tuesday off. This has completely thrown me for a loop, as it has felt like Monday three days this week.
On the good side, my boss Peter has been in, so it's not all on my head all the time. Another bonus is that several of my favourite guests are in house, thus enabling me to use their names without working at it and making me seem more like the concierge/hotel manager guy from "Pretty Woman". (Who is my current hero. The dude is so smooth, it's not even funny.)
I've been working on my class lately. Trying more and more to be elegant. Refined. Upscale. I know that I work for a hotel that wants to be the same things and I want to be a good representation of that. Sarah an determining now whether it is possible, and whether we are willing to move into a rented house, as opposed to our apartment. We currently have a very nice deal where we are, but it is feeling awful small, especially when someone comes to visit, so we are looking.
Kiah has been really developing alot lately, and has started laughing.
Well, I need to get back to work. My break is over. Peace.
On the good side, my boss Peter has been in, so it's not all on my head all the time. Another bonus is that several of my favourite guests are in house, thus enabling me to use their names without working at it and making me seem more like the concierge/hotel manager guy from "Pretty Woman". (Who is my current hero. The dude is so smooth, it's not even funny.)
I've been working on my class lately. Trying more and more to be elegant. Refined. Upscale. I know that I work for a hotel that wants to be the same things and I want to be a good representation of that. Sarah an determining now whether it is possible, and whether we are willing to move into a rented house, as opposed to our apartment. We currently have a very nice deal where we are, but it is feeling awful small, especially when someone comes to visit, so we are looking.
Kiah has been really developing alot lately, and has started laughing.
Well, I need to get back to work. My break is over. Peace.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Toys.
Now most of you may not know this, but the average church nursery, or any nursery mind you (with the exception of plant nurseries...) is a life and death struggle between the babies inhabiting said nursery. A gladiator pit of sorts, the babies do what they can to kill eachother.
Watch a group of infants and toddlers in the pit (as we will be calling it) for any amount of time, and you will see attempts to shove others into sharp objects, the throwing of blocks, and most prominently, the gouging of eyes. This is especially popular in the toddler set. Place them near an infant, and watch their fingers go straight for the eyes.
In it's infinite wisdom, our generation has taken away the only true defense that children have had up until this point. That's right. Toys.
When I was little, I was given a set of weapons with which to defend myself. Hard plastic. Sharp edges. Pointy noses on dolls... All for my own safety. To protect me from the three year old with the metal jack in the box that at a whopping 9 ounces made a decent bludgeoning weapon.
But not today. Today, all the toys are soft and mushy. Rubber coated. Wimpy. They can't take an eye out! They can't gouge! The only legitimate violent use for most of these toys is suffocation, and that takes time! Before you know it the pit lord, er, nursery attendant is going to see you, and stop you. Because, no matter how dangerous your toy, you probably can't stop her.
Well. My parents, being the loving grandparents that they are, sent us a box with some of my old clothes and toys. Among which, was my weapon of choice... namely, the "Fisher Price Deathmonger Babybasher 5000."
Ha ha. My son is going to RULE!!!
Yes. This monster of a rattle sports hard plastic petals, and a terrifying google-y eyed face to strike fear in the heart of your oponent and a bright red throttling ball at the base which is just the right size to fit down a baby's throat or eye socket. Coincidence? I think not. Here is the Deathmonger Babybasher 5000 pictured below with Kiah, so that you can see its approximate size. This thing is the biggest rattle possible. A weaker baby wouldn't even be able to lift it. This is like those celtic broadswords of Ireland and Scotland that terrified enemy armies. This is epic. It even has a mirror mounted on the back with which to mock your enemies with their pitiful appearance after you've made them pee themselves. If they hadn't already... but that's beside the point.
So if you've seen a nursery lately, and wondered about Kiah's safety... fear not. The boy is well equipped, and prepared to be the terror of the pit! Hmmm. We'll need a gladiator name for him. Perhaps "Helmet."
Watch a group of infants and toddlers in the pit (as we will be calling it) for any amount of time, and you will see attempts to shove others into sharp objects, the throwing of blocks, and most prominently, the gouging of eyes. This is especially popular in the toddler set. Place them near an infant, and watch their fingers go straight for the eyes.
In it's infinite wisdom, our generation has taken away the only true defense that children have had up until this point. That's right. Toys.
When I was little, I was given a set of weapons with which to defend myself. Hard plastic. Sharp edges. Pointy noses on dolls... All for my own safety. To protect me from the three year old with the metal jack in the box that at a whopping 9 ounces made a decent bludgeoning weapon.
But not today. Today, all the toys are soft and mushy. Rubber coated. Wimpy. They can't take an eye out! They can't gouge! The only legitimate violent use for most of these toys is suffocation, and that takes time! Before you know it the pit lord, er, nursery attendant is going to see you, and stop you. Because, no matter how dangerous your toy, you probably can't stop her.
Well. My parents, being the loving grandparents that they are, sent us a box with some of my old clothes and toys. Among which, was my weapon of choice... namely, the "Fisher Price Deathmonger Babybasher 5000."
Ha ha. My son is going to RULE!!!
Yes. This monster of a rattle sports hard plastic petals, and a terrifying google-y eyed face to strike fear in the heart of your oponent and a bright red throttling ball at the base which is just the right size to fit down a baby's throat or eye socket. Coincidence? I think not. Here is the Deathmonger Babybasher 5000 pictured below with Kiah, so that you can see its approximate size. This thing is the biggest rattle possible. A weaker baby wouldn't even be able to lift it. This is like those celtic broadswords of Ireland and Scotland that terrified enemy armies. This is epic. It even has a mirror mounted on the back with which to mock your enemies with their pitiful appearance after you've made them pee themselves. If they hadn't already... but that's beside the point.
So if you've seen a nursery lately, and wondered about Kiah's safety... fear not. The boy is well equipped, and prepared to be the terror of the pit! Hmmm. We'll need a gladiator name for him. Perhaps "Helmet."
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Mawwaige... Mawwaige is what bwings us togevva today...
So our good friends Daniel and Lara got married today...
I'll post pictures soon.
But that got me thinking about my friend Kristen from Starbucks back in Illinois, and how she got married to this nice bloke named Roy a ways back, so I looked up her myspace and found this picture which is just beautiful, and I needed to post it.
Love ya Kristen! Glad to see you found your rainbow connection.
I'll post pictures soon.
But that got me thinking about my friend Kristen from Starbucks back in Illinois, and how she got married to this nice bloke named Roy a ways back, so I looked up her myspace and found this picture which is just beautiful, and I needed to post it.
Love ya Kristen! Glad to see you found your rainbow connection.
Friday, August 04, 2006
So things were bad there for a couple minutes...
I got home from work the other day, to find this...
Needless to say, I was bothered. The computer would begin startup, but stalled on the "Starting OSX" screen. (Which, by the way, is one of the silliest screens in the operating system, as it now just a hoax. In the past, when macs were starting up, they would give you a progress bar of your start up. Well, now they've improved the speed of startup so dramatically, that the progress bar is unneeded. However, people would apparently freak without it, or feel that their computer was taking too long to start up, or something... so Apple kept the progress bar at startup, but get this, IT'S JUST AN ANIMATED GIF! Nothing more. It just makes you think that it's kicking butt. That's all.) Anyway, it froze at that screen.
I couldn't boot in safe mode, but I was able to boot from the install disc (By holding down on the C key with the install cd in the drive, for the mac users out there) and run disk utility. No luck. It let me know that there was an error on my hard drive, but couldn't fix it. Well, I remembered that a long time ago, I heard about a way to repair your hd even if you didn't have the install disk, but I couldn't remember the name of the mode that you had to boot into, or the way to do it. So I humbled myself, and did some research online. Unfortunately, I had to do the research at work. On a PC of all things. It was so humiliating. It looked something like this.
Well, the mode is called "Single user mode" and you get there by holding the command and s keys while booting. It comes up with a black screen white type that looks a little like dos, but it's just the unix underpinnings of OSX. Anyway, I ran a script that looked like: /sbin/fsck -fy.
It came up with some "errors" and I ran a script to correct them, and it came back clean!
It wouldn't work right away, so archived and installed the OS, and it booted back like a charm! I was so happy. It's really disconcerting when I think about how much music, how many photos and other things I have that are not backed up. But everything worked out, and it's as good as new again.
Woot.
Needless to say, I was bothered. The computer would begin startup, but stalled on the "Starting OSX" screen. (Which, by the way, is one of the silliest screens in the operating system, as it now just a hoax. In the past, when macs were starting up, they would give you a progress bar of your start up. Well, now they've improved the speed of startup so dramatically, that the progress bar is unneeded. However, people would apparently freak without it, or feel that their computer was taking too long to start up, or something... so Apple kept the progress bar at startup, but get this, IT'S JUST AN ANIMATED GIF! Nothing more. It just makes you think that it's kicking butt. That's all.) Anyway, it froze at that screen.I couldn't boot in safe mode, but I was able to boot from the install disc (By holding down on the C key with the install cd in the drive, for the mac users out there) and run disk utility. No luck. It let me know that there was an error on my hard drive, but couldn't fix it. Well, I remembered that a long time ago, I heard about a way to repair your hd even if you didn't have the install disk, but I couldn't remember the name of the mode that you had to boot into, or the way to do it. So I humbled myself, and did some research online. Unfortunately, I had to do the research at work. On a PC of all things. It was so humiliating. It looked something like this.
Well, the mode is called "Single user mode" and you get there by holding the command and s keys while booting. It comes up with a black screen white type that looks a little like dos, but it's just the unix underpinnings of OSX. Anyway, I ran a script that looked like: /sbin/fsck -fy.It came up with some "errors" and I ran a script to correct them, and it came back clean!
It wouldn't work right away, so archived and installed the OS, and it booted back like a charm! I was so happy. It's really disconcerting when I think about how much music, how many photos and other things I have that are not backed up. But everything worked out, and it's as good as new again.
Woot.
Well then...
Ok, so the family was out here for the larger part of last week and into this week. Sarah's grandma Marge, her parents Jeff & Linda, and her sisters Kaitlin and Jessica. Here are some pictures from Glen Eyrie, the castle outside of town.
It's just been a very busy past few weeks. Thanks to everyone for your patience, and for even coming back to check the site. We'll get things going again, now that they've quieted down.
Kiah is smiling alot now, and mimicking our voices. He's 14 lbs. now... The nurse giving him his vacines the other day couldn't hold his little legs down without help. I'm so proud.
We had Kiah dedicated to the Lord at church last Sunday. Dedications are a vow to raise him in a way that's pleasing to God. I was dedicated in Sarasota, Florida at a little church called Grace Fellowship, and Sarah was dedicated at Moraine Valley Church in Palos Heights, IL. We've been waiting till Sarah's family was out before we had it done.
This next week, I am not at the front desk, but back in the Reservations department. It will be alot of fun, and hopefully a great learning experience. Yesterday, I was in there for 8 hours, and it was well spent.
Sarah's back to tutoring and Halie has been playing alot of catch up on work that's been missed due to the olympics.
My good friend Jim V. (the guy that always keeps me in check here on the blog) and his wife Paula have been going through some terrible medical struggles over the last few months. Please join Sarah and I in praying for a swift and complete recovery for Paula, and peace for Jim as he holds her hand through this season.
It's just been a very busy past few weeks. Thanks to everyone for your patience, and for even coming back to check the site. We'll get things going again, now that they've quieted down.
Kiah is smiling alot now, and mimicking our voices. He's 14 lbs. now... The nurse giving him his vacines the other day couldn't hold his little legs down without help. I'm so proud.
We had Kiah dedicated to the Lord at church last Sunday. Dedications are a vow to raise him in a way that's pleasing to God. I was dedicated in Sarasota, Florida at a little church called Grace Fellowship, and Sarah was dedicated at Moraine Valley Church in Palos Heights, IL. We've been waiting till Sarah's family was out before we had it done.
This next week, I am not at the front desk, but back in the Reservations department. It will be alot of fun, and hopefully a great learning experience. Yesterday, I was in there for 8 hours, and it was well spent.
Sarah's back to tutoring and Halie has been playing alot of catch up on work that's been missed due to the olympics.
My good friend Jim V. (the guy that always keeps me in check here on the blog) and his wife Paula have been going through some terrible medical struggles over the last few months. Please join Sarah and I in praying for a swift and complete recovery for Paula, and peace for Jim as he holds her hand through this season.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Don Rickles
Ryan commented on my myspace that Kiah looked like Don Rickles, which inspired this comparrison.
And at nearly two months old, we have determined that Sigur Ròs is Kiah's favorite band, because he can sing along, and he knows all the words...
And at nearly two months old, we have determined that Sigur Ròs is Kiah's favorite band, because he can sing along, and he knows all the words...
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Garden of the Gods... and Kaitlin
Sarah's sister Kaitlin has been visiting us this past week or so. She'll be here for another couple weeks, which is cool... we're stoked to have family around.
Things have been good. Busy, but good. Work has been fun, and a good learning experience. I will be moving partially to reservations for the next few weeks, but I'll still keep my momentum at the front desk.
I'm staying home today because Kiah didn't sleep much last night and Sarah was beat this morninng. I didn't get July 4th off, but I got the PTO day, so I took it today. I took a few pics out of our buiding collection to share with you, so here we are...
Here's Kiah and me. We look like some goofy sort of gang.
Here's Sarah and Kaitlin at the Garden of the Gods. Kiah's in the stroller, and the mexican lady posing in the background has such a happy look on her face, I didn't want to crop her out...
Here's a pic of Kait, Kiah and I. We're so happy from a distance, but zoom in and...
Here's a pic of Kiah and I at the visitors center. I like the way it turned out.
And finally, here's a pic of Kait and Kiah. They're so cute!
Things have been good. Busy, but good. Work has been fun, and a good learning experience. I will be moving partially to reservations for the next few weeks, but I'll still keep my momentum at the front desk.
I'm staying home today because Kiah didn't sleep much last night and Sarah was beat this morninng. I didn't get July 4th off, but I got the PTO day, so I took it today. I took a few pics out of our buiding collection to share with you, so here we are...
Here's Kiah and me. We look like some goofy sort of gang.
Here's Sarah and Kaitlin at the Garden of the Gods. Kiah's in the stroller, and the mexican lady posing in the background has such a happy look on her face, I didn't want to crop her out...
Here's a pic of Kait, Kiah and I. We're so happy from a distance, but zoom in and...
Here's a pic of Kiah and I at the visitors center. I like the way it turned out.
And finally, here's a pic of Kait and Kiah. They're so cute!
Sunday, June 25, 2006
My brain is hanging upside down...
Last week, Cheney and Rumsfeld go into the oval office to brief the president on the day's affairs. Upon entering, and after the normal niceties, Bush turns to Rumsfeld and asks "So what happened yesterday in Iraq?"
"Well Mr. President" Rumsfeld says while looking down at his feet "Three Brazilian officers were killed in heavy combat yesterday."
The president clutches his heart. Reels for a second and then plops into his chair, obviously shaken with the news and says "Oh my God Donald... Just how many is a Brazillion?"
So it's been awhile.
Even as I write this, I do so with one hand. I'm currently feeding the son his "brazillionth" bottle today. He's a pooping, eating, pooping machine. With a side of sleep.
I have been wanting to write more, and I keep trying, I just have so much on my plate right now. But I promise to find the time in this next week. It's amazing how fast time flies. Kiah is a month old today! How crazy is that? In his four short weeks of life, he has been to my hotel twice, church three times, a shower, the mall, a bunch of stores, and the highest suspension bridge in the world! He's gonna be so cool, we won't know what to do with him. He fell asleep during the Cubs beating today. Too bad they can only lose once today, otherwise, we'd appreciate the other nap.
Sarah's been sleeping for awhile. She's needed the rest so badly, and when I can be home, I want to make sure I relieve her of her baby duties. It's nice that he's partially bottle-fed, which means that I can wake up with him at night, and babysit for extended periods. I did two nights ago, and Sarah went for a haircut. It's adorable. Real short. I'll post some pics of her soon.
Oh! Kaitlin, Sarah's youngest sister, is coming out on Wednesday to stay for a couple weeks! We're real excited about it, and are looking forward to Kiah spending some quality time with his aunt. There's still no word on when anyone from my family will be able to come, but Sarah's parents and sister Jessica will be coming out to pick Kait up and drive back home. Its so nice to have family around.
In other family news, my sister Tammy had her baby, Eowyn Jeane. She's pretty cute, for a girl... just kidding, she's adorable. Kid has a ton of dark hair... My mom went out to be with her for a week or so, and my brothers are going to stay with her while my parents go to Africa for a few weeks. They are specing out the city in Tanzania they are going to, and will get to see Tammy, Josh and the baby before they head out. Wish we could go, but it's not to be. At least not now.
Well, I gotta go. Looks like he's going to sleep, and I don't want to wake him.
Peace
"Well Mr. President" Rumsfeld says while looking down at his feet "Three Brazilian officers were killed in heavy combat yesterday."
The president clutches his heart. Reels for a second and then plops into his chair, obviously shaken with the news and says "Oh my God Donald... Just how many is a Brazillion?"
So it's been awhile.
Even as I write this, I do so with one hand. I'm currently feeding the son his "brazillionth" bottle today. He's a pooping, eating, pooping machine. With a side of sleep.
I have been wanting to write more, and I keep trying, I just have so much on my plate right now. But I promise to find the time in this next week. It's amazing how fast time flies. Kiah is a month old today! How crazy is that? In his four short weeks of life, he has been to my hotel twice, church three times, a shower, the mall, a bunch of stores, and the highest suspension bridge in the world! He's gonna be so cool, we won't know what to do with him. He fell asleep during the Cubs beating today. Too bad they can only lose once today, otherwise, we'd appreciate the other nap.
Sarah's been sleeping for awhile. She's needed the rest so badly, and when I can be home, I want to make sure I relieve her of her baby duties. It's nice that he's partially bottle-fed, which means that I can wake up with him at night, and babysit for extended periods. I did two nights ago, and Sarah went for a haircut. It's adorable. Real short. I'll post some pics of her soon.
Oh! Kaitlin, Sarah's youngest sister, is coming out on Wednesday to stay for a couple weeks! We're real excited about it, and are looking forward to Kiah spending some quality time with his aunt. There's still no word on when anyone from my family will be able to come, but Sarah's parents and sister Jessica will be coming out to pick Kait up and drive back home. Its so nice to have family around.
In other family news, my sister Tammy had her baby, Eowyn Jeane. She's pretty cute, for a girl... just kidding, she's adorable. Kid has a ton of dark hair... My mom went out to be with her for a week or so, and my brothers are going to stay with her while my parents go to Africa for a few weeks. They are specing out the city in Tanzania they are going to, and will get to see Tammy, Josh and the baby before they head out. Wish we could go, but it's not to be. At least not now.
Well, I gotta go. Looks like he's going to sleep, and I don't want to wake him.
Peace
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