Well, it has not gotten any better.  Greg has climbed back up on that dreaded horse named "French" and ridden it fairly well.  The final is tomorrow (yes, Saturday) at 8:30.  He'd burn the books in the quad, but doesn't want lynched.  Last final is Wednesday, and then he gets to walk at commencement on June 9, 1012.  He's got two more classes to ( Read more... )

Rebecca is four now, and already dreading the responsibilities of increased maturity...  Stephanie will be one two Tuesdays from now, and already tearing up the house, and beating herself black and blue, walking excitedly about.  I've gotten a promotion at work, and am tasting the weight and flavor of being the supervisory party.  Greg is ( Read more... )

Aw, my poor hubby.  We're starting to think this is a flu.  Fever, indigestion and the worst sore throat evar!  Becca doesn't appear to have caught it (yet) and I've been careful ever since we knew it was happening.  :-P  Of course, his emmisions are so foul, no sane human would get too close anyway.  :-S  Must get the bathroom spotless in case he ( Read more... )

Well, life seems to be fairly quiet these days. (Thank the Lord!) My back pain has subsided with simple adjustments to my office layout. Rebecca is now 20 months old and cuter than the dickens. I've celebrated my second anniversary with my current job, and Greg has applied to the University of Washington for their Winter Quarter. We've cut ( Read more... )

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My great-uncle asked recently.  My answer - We're doing fabulous, really.  We looked at this last year and realized that life is quite nice, not having any major maladies or deaths to cope with ( Read more... )