Photos Valentines Chart

Sunday, 13 February 2011

Today we had another visit from Tami Tripp. She a baby photographer, and she first came to our excessively humble home back when Isla was 10 days old.

For some reason, Isla seemed a little freaked out by the photographer. She usually smiles all the time (Isla, I mean) and without any apparent good reason. Not today. She decided to be stone-face baby. As soon as Tami left, Isla began smiling again, as if she had been holding it in all day. Thank Isla, thanks a lot. I guess that’s better than getting pooped on.

Here’s her blog showing off pictures of Isla: CLICK THIS FOR EXTREME CUTENESS. Damn, we make some good-looking kids.

Monday, 14 February 2011

Valentine’s Day is yet another in a long line of holidays that I could just take or leave. I don’t feel compelled to buy my wife flowers or chocolates just because a bunch of Catholics decided to co-opt yet another pagan holiday. And, despite what the relentless commercials try to tell me, I don’t think it’s a perfect to buy my wife a ring. In fact, I think going out to buy my wife a ring is a bit condescending: she can pick out the stuff she wants to wear. Besides, if I bought her a ring for every pissant holiday that came around, her fingers would’ve been covered in precious metals long ago.

We already have a day to express our romance. It’s called our anniversary, and I prefer it over St. Valentine’s Day because it doesn’t make me think of a Christian martyr or a Hallmark store.

Don’t get me wrong though; I’m fine with people having the holiday and I’m fine with Owen’s class exchanging Valentines. And in fact, one year I bought my wife some flowers on February 14th just because I could (Watchtower be damned).

Oh – and speaking of Owen, he came home with a bag (that he decorated) of Valentines from his classmates, along with some candy. Cute. He’s a lucky, lucky boy.

Tuesday, 15 February 2011

So, I’m at that point in the semester now where I’m counting down the number of days remaining. It’s not that I dislike being in class, it’s just that it’s such a big hassle – I gotta drive there and then park five blocks away (’cause I’m too cheap to get a parking permit), then race out as soon as class is over and drive straight to work, then make up for the time I lost by staying at work late… Yeah, yeah, I’m sure you don’t want to hear me whine.

Today the professor passed back assignments #1 and 2. I got two out of two points on both of them. On one he wrote “very insightful,” which, I guess, is probably the best I’m gonna get since it appears the faculty at Hamline has a thing against putting smiley faces and stickers on assignments.

I also got another assignment: make a chart. Yeah, that’s right: a chart. God, I don’t think I’ve made a chart for a class in about 10 years. It’s gonna be good. I’ll probably use some glitter.