October 6, 2007
I’ve been quite remiss in posting images lately. Don’t know why. Been taking plenty, just haven’t posted. Perhaps because I got out of the habit of posting on the weekends, and that’s when I have time to edit/tweak photographs.
October 4, 2007
One of my former bosses had his baby this morning. Well, he didn’t, obviously, but his wife did. The birth of a baby is always special, but there’s something else there now that I’ve had my own. I look at pictures and it takes me back instantly to the first time I got to hold Zoe. Which is why I generally cry upon hearing the news of a new baby. The e-mail popped up in my in-box this morning and as soon as I read the subject, “Healthy baby boy!” I knew that Jimmy and Christa are in the best possible place in the whole wide world right now, and tears immediately sprang (sprung? springed?) to my eyes.
October 3, 2007
Dress slacks should be easier to get into. Really.
October 2, 2007
Zoe has decided that she absolutely hates her highchair at home. And at any restaurant her mother and father dine.
October 1, 2007
I pride myself on being a reasonably intelligent person. I’m fairly logical (although my husband would dispute that, basing his decision on my fondness for Starbucks and shoes and photography equipment) and usually considerate. I open doors for people, and try to be pleasant and kind.
September 28, 2007
September 26, 2007
A blogger milestone for yours truly: this is my 500th post.
September 25, 2007
I’m feeling kind of sad today, and a bit lonely. Could be that my hub is in Vegas and not due to return until Thursday. Could be that my BFF is quite busy and doesn’t have time to talk. Or it could be gas. Who knows?
September 24, 2007
A couple in Chicago, Illinois, tried for 15 years to have a baby. They finally succeeded September 12. Their 15 years makes our two years pale in comparison, and my heart is filled with overwhelming joy that their wish finally came true.
September 21, 2007
Well, we went to the Cardinals “game” last night. I put game in quotes because, if you saw any of it, you know it was anything but. A game denotes actual competition, and since we didn’t even really bother to show up I hesitate to call it a game.