Baby Brenna Shea arrived on January 2nd, by no doing of her own. She is beautiful, and all the things a new baby should be (her dad would put "a handful" at the top of that list, I think. But then, she is my daughter and that fits, too, so I won't begrudge him that). She eats regularly, much to the chagrin of my boobs; she sleeps for up to 2.5-3 ( Read more... )

Today is the due date given to my second daughter. She is blissfully unawares, apparently. I don't mind being pregnant, in fact, I actually like it. The hormones chill me out, sort of like a constant drip of "don't give a shit" running through my veins (given how anxiety-prone I typically am, this comes as a bit of a vacation from my personal ( Read more... )

So Husband posted his big news: His mom is dying. I will post this because I know he's not ready to yet, and because I bet it will be easier for me to do now that it will ever be for him. Besides, I have my own feelings about this ( Read more... )

My paternal grandfather died this morning. He was 93. For such an old man, he was very healthy, just two pills a day for blood pressure and anti-blood-clotting and he was happy to sit at home reading the paper in the same chair that sat in the same spot as long as I can remember. The most concerning health-related issue was the eye surgery he had a ( Read more... )

Husband said that this weekend marked the first anniversary of my 29th birthday. Well put. So I'm guessing I'll be celebrating that for a few years. Then I'll work my way backwards ( Read more... )

I like October. It's got that sweet leaves-a-rottin' smell, crisp air in the mornings and nights warms in the afternoon, and it's the best time of year academically (after the long summer break everyone has more energy, as opposed to the spring when everyone is fixed with laser-like intensity on May). The family is healthy *knock on wood* and there ( Read more... )

I recently got less that good news from the doctor. This will require "lifestyle" changes. Nothing too horrendous, but enough to notice. No matter who I talk to I hear two things: "You can't do anything about your genes" and "that's getting older for you". The first one, I get. Fine. I got good skin and a bad liver from my dad. I can take that deal ( Read more... )

It's Fall, which means students and faculty alike tromp back to campus like sleep to the slaughter. When I was a student I liked the Fall because it's cooler, pretty, and a time to see friends again. Now I hate it. You see, I already caught two students cheating. Not even a week into class dammit! I mean, if you're that freaked about the work in ( Read more... )

I almost had a summer this year. As an academic it's one of the perks we look forward to, and yet somehow I managed to commit myself to working just enough to spoil it. I have had enough time to sit around and get really neurotic about some things, but not had enough time to get much done about any of it. For example, we went to CO so I could see ( Read more... )

I am in the mood to game. SSSHHHH, dammit, I haven't mentioned this to Hubbin yet. See, life has been unpleasant for me the last three weeks: I been sick for 15 out of the last 20 days thanks to an immune system too distracted by allergens to pay attention to the Fuckin' virus/head cold floating around, and I have much much less of a summer break ( Read more... )