What is it about the different days? You go shopping in HEB, and who do you expect to meet there? A little bit of everyone, right? Everyone needs food, after all. So there are strange patterns I see. Some days and times, the entire store seems occupied by people too old to be able to chew with their own teeth any more. You get days when the ( Read more... )

Ok, it's not that strange a day. I just feel strange.  Strangely not settled...strangely unable to focus too long on much of anything.  We're getting a pool table installed today, in theory, but they were supposed to be here between 10 and 11, and it's 12:30 with no sign of them.  I trimmed hedges.  I did some wheel work, which in theory ought to ( Read more... )

So we have a new house! Isn't that fantastic? All that extra space, that nice, big yard for Matthew to play in, separate bedrooms and living space, so that we don't have to share that with Matthew too ( Read more... )

Why is it that pretty days are the busiest ( Read more... )

"Here I sit, chalk outline upon the wall, I remember tracing it ( Read more... )

So we've got Matthew home with us at last. Christi and I are finding out what it takes to be parents at last, and we're exhausted. We didn't get the first 15 months to get used to watching a kid with one eye and listening with one ear while we work on the rest of our lives. It's going to take some time before we relax that much. Sigh. And I ( Read more... )

So it's time to return to life in its normal state. Is there such a thing? Ok, I am back to the grind of doing laundry, dishes, cleaning an apartment, and living out of a bureau as opposed to a suitcase. I'm getting online to hunt for work, and I'm scheduling time to go to Lubbock again. I'm riding whenever possible, and hoping vainly that I ( Read more... )

So Matthew has a new foster-sibling. His foster mother has taken in another boy this time. A four year-old named Austin, who despite having a younger brother himself is obviously unused to having other children around. He was JUST assigned to the home, so has not yet come to grips with the rules of the house, either. The foster mother expects ( Read more... )

'Tis the season...for colds, flu, allergies, and damned nice weather. Why is it *always* beautiful outside when you're sick? Christi and I felt a little off on Friday night while trimming the tree with friends up north, then spent Saturday and Sunday being sick people. Neither one of us is good at it. I like to be left alone until I feel normal ( Read more... )

Today, around 2PM, Christi and I officially became a married couple! We went to the courthouse to get married by a Justice of the Peace. Christi looked lovely, and I managed not to look too much like a slob, and we were joined by Gary and Kris, both with cameras, and David Jedlicka, who called last minute and asked if he could be there, too. I ( Read more... )