Oh baby!

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.

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Pink Slips

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.

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Open Sesame

M winged his way back to The Lou yesterday, and Zozo and I are sure glad. We were waiting for him to get home, and to keep her occupied, we started to go for a little walk down the sidewalk towards the direction I knew he’d come. We were in front of the house when she saw his car and started doing a little dance right there on the sidewalk. It was the sweetest thing ever.

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Calling Daddy

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?

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Hello, my name is…

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.

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Take me out of the ballgame…

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.

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