Spirit. I’m thinking about this today because I’m doing the writeup tonight for the Nobilis game at Doyce’s tomorrow. If that doesn’t make sense, never mind. I see a lot of things in the terms of their spirits. For one random thing, it summarizes the reason I’d rather live in Colorado Springs than Denver. It […]
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Appointment. We had the one-stop shop doctor’s appointment the other day: Ray had her 18-month checkup (quite late, but acceptable) and I had the birth control shot. My shots hurt a lot less than Ray’s. More fact in my butt cheeks than her thighs…and the needle’s proportionately shorter. They tag-teamed her this time, two shots
Organization. I took a class for work on time management. The instructor, of course, made a point to point out that we don’t manage time itself. I decided not to go all quantum on the boy. Anyway, I’m carrying around a month’s worth of planner, which contains my values in life, weekly goals, daily to-do
Ramble, ramble, ramble. I’m sure anybody with programming knowledge (or a mind delighted by trivia) will have come up with this already. I was watching Ray take a bath the other day (see below), and this happened to wander across my mind… How do people make decisions? It isn’t as simple as setting priorities and
Good news, bad news. The good news is that Ray’s starting to become aware of the “pee” function of her genetalia, which means that down the road, hypothecially speaking, we should be able to potty-train her. The bad news is that she decided to demonstrate her awareness by standing up in the bathtup, squirting water
Talk. Okay, I think we can declare Ray officially talking now. She’s been talking for a couple of weeks. I got her, Sunday, to say “Daddy, where are you?” It comes out as “Daee wah-you?” The catchall word that means everthing has been “Go!” “Let’s change your diaper.” “Go!” “Are you tired of sitting in