Saturday, December 22, 2007

new model out in time for the holidays!

Four days later, and I am blogging on fumes.

But I couldn’t be more in love.

Of course, I said that when I got married. I thought I’d maxed out then. And then I corrected myself and said it again after Maeve was born, having discovered some new and final chamber of my heart for that much more love. But now I’m for serious. Could not be. more. enamored.

But forget how I feel, here are some pictures!

Thursday, December 20, 2007

We have a middle name!

Adelaide Celia Garvey
Born: December 18, 2007

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Addie, this is everyone.

Everyone, meet Adelaide “No Middle Name” Garvey!

I’m tired. Not as tired as some perfect wives I know, but I’m tired, so this is just going to be a quick update.

My second daughter, Adelaide, is perfect and happy and healthy and can poo with the best of them. She showed me.

She was born at 5:54pm, she weighed 6 pounds, 5.3 ounces, she was 19 inches from the tip of her hairy skull to the longest of her ten toes. Except for a missing middle name, she’s perfect.

Lisa is good too, by the way. I miss her so much it hurts.

Some pictures! I’d have more, but hotmail is down. And like I said, I’m tired, so come back some other time for more (or go see Mary, Cecilia or KT's blog):

PS - thanks to Aunt Esther for guest blogging!

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

All kinds of updates

First Lisa had an epidural.

And I was at work. And mom was with my kids.

Then Lisa was 5 centimeters.

And I left work. And mom took coffee to Mike.

Then Lisa slept.

And I paced and debated and eventually went to Wegmans. Mary told me to get Lisa a beer (blue light) at her request.

Then Lisa was 7 centimeters.

And I left Wegmans and went to pick Julia up from school.

I had to call my boss to discuss some contract amendments, which I did while feeding Miles a bottle and driving my stick shift mom mobile through rush hour traffic.

Then Lisa was 8 centimeters.

Then I picked up Julia and debated again and decided not to drag my snot factories to the hospital to wait an unknown amount of time for this news:

IT'S A GIRL!!!!!!!!

That's all I know. I don't know her name, or her weight, or her time of birth.

But I know she's perfect!

No messages yet, Mr. Herman

Just thought I would share the lack of updates. I have no news. None. This waiting is killing me. As Cecilia so aptly put it when I was in labor, "What's taking so long? It only takes half an hour on A Baby Story!"

Any bets on time? Weight? Gender? I'm saying 12:48pm, 6lbs 2oz, boy. You heard it here first. Fictitious baby stats.

Move along, nothing to see here

Hey RT, it's Esther. I don't have much to report on the baby front, but I do have Mike's password, so I have to say something. Everyone having a good morning? Yeah? How's that novel you've been working on? Coming along? Yeah?

I got a text message from Mike at 8:24am:
We're settled and comfortable. Pitocin started, so just waiting on the BABY!

Hmm, comfortable? Really? I'm sure Lisa would have a different opinion. We'll just have to take Mike's word for it.

Stay tuned...

Thursday, December 13, 2007

This calls for a song with rhythmic clapping.

My exams are done.
My birthday is this weekend.
Lisa and Maeve and I are going to have a baby in a matter of days.

I feel like being corny sappy cheesy weepy happy.


UPDATE: Not sure why video was removed, but you can find it here.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

When out on the porch there arose such a brother...

Everyone knows the holiday legend of Exam Season Mike. If you’ve been a good boy or girl, jolly ol’ St. Mikalus will creep onto your porch in the early afternoon and leave you goodies to get you through exams.

Of course, he doesn’t put a lot of effort into it or anything, I mean, he’s not going to put chocolate covered pretzels into baggies, hells no. No, if you get a coffee and a beer, that means you must have been especially good because let’s face it, Exam Season Mike’s a slackass.

By the way, today is LISA’S LAST DAY OF WORK. Go take a look at my son/daughter (who, in that picture, kind of looks like the sandstorm in The Mummy) and leave Lisa a congratulatory comment.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Dad's not here to feed me, so...

Not to be outdone by Lisa, who is a blogging powerhouse these days, I thought I'd throw up a few pictures I took when I came home yesterday to find my daughter using a spoon!

I apologize for the crappy quality of the pictures, but I guess that's what you get with these new fangled mobular telephones these days.

By the way, that's yogurt, not blue cheese dressing.

Okay, screw the spoon.

"See how much faster I can eat it that way?" And yes, that's a Superman bowl.

All done!

Sunday, December 09, 2007


I’m pretty swamped today (AGENDA FOR 12/9/07: LEARN THE LAW – YES, ALL OF IT), but I feel like I should post something anyway. I’m waiting for the lawbrary to open, so I’ll take advantage of a few free minutes. Lemme break down the next few days for you.

Today and tomorrow are my last two study days.

Tuesday is exam number 1, Intellectual Property. Yes, I will be listening to music I downloaded illegally while I study for it.

Wednesday is Debtors & Creditors. An upbeat little class with a message of hope and goodwill. A perfect compliment to the Christmas season.

Thursday I take the toughie: Federal Income Tax. That’s right, the tax exam follows the debtor/creditor exam. Joy to the world.

On Friday I’ll be taking a (literally) 7 hour exam on the history of American law. The conundrum being, of course, that by the time I finish said exam, more history will have been made during the time it took me to complete it. 7 hours! The others suckass too, but at least they’re only 4 hours each.

Allow me to add one more log to the bitch-fest fire – I turn 30 on the following Sunday. That means I have one more week in my 20’s. 168 hours from now. 19 of the last 168 hours of my 20’s will be spent taking exams.

But of course, as I’ve said in my last seven hundred posts, the silver lining is still there. Yeah, I’m turning 30, but it’s still my birthday. Beers, chicken wings and cake anyone?

Oh, and what’s that? An even brighter silver lining that far outshines the first you say? That’s right: 9 DAYS UNTIL BABYTIME!

Friday, December 07, 2007

Sometimes you just need to be optimistic.

This is quite possibly the coolest idea for Buffalo I've ever heard.

Except, of course, for "Man, this city needs a Chick-fil-A."

Thursday, December 06, 2007

Happy Early Bidet!

You may have noticed I’ve been a little lax in my birthday lead-up this year. I actually hadn’t picked up on that until Esther (the queen of the birthday lead-up) said something about it.

I mean, how dare I, right? I have a birthday each year. You need to know about it. How else will you be in the know unless I keep up my incredibly annoying part of the bargain?

Buuuuut, in the short, breathless seconds that exist in-between the parts of my day dedicated to stressing over exams, jobs, classes, and the kingdom of loathing, I guess I just haven’t gotten into the festivus spirit yet. Not to mention I’ll be getting Awooka for my birthday this year!

Or it could be because this is the big three oh. That’s right, lades and gens, I only have 10 more days in my twenties. Weird, huh? Bryan pointed out how cool it will be that I’m having a baby so close to a milestone birthday. “…when you hit 40, 50, 60, you'll also party for 10, 20, 30.... and that's pretty sweet.”

Yeah. That is pretty sweet.

Speaking of sweet, in both a confectionary and sentimental way, my friend Carrie brought me cupcakes today! It’s my last day here at work before exams, and then I go right into babytime, so she was kind enough to ignore her studies long enough to make me some birthday goodies:

And yes, my phone camera sucks – it actually says “HAPPY B-DAY MIKE”, not happy boat mike”. Although I wouldn’t mind a happy boat. Hint hint.

Saturday, December 01, 2007

Me in Pictures Meme

Patty, in her infinite hipness, challenged her readers to a creative little project. Fill in the blanks below, using only pictures. I mean, c'mon - who wants to read stuff?




Update: No idea why blogger is making you save these pictures if you click on them, but I'm too lazy to figure it out. Honestly, if you reeeeeally need a clue as to what something is, look at the file name.