An article that Chris co-wrote this summer is now available in the December issue of The Construction Specifier, Insulated Framing Assemblies and ICF Construction. See their website below.
Has anyone seen this already? http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20081209/ap_on_re_us/blagojevich_corruption_probe Illinois Governor Blagojevich was arrested today on charges of trying to sell Obama’s former seat in the Senate. I just so happen to already have a sign for our next pick for Senate.
(I know I’m such a dork. But Justin and Tasha found this cool sign last month and gave it to us, and I just couldn’t resist.)
Me, sniffling: “Chris, will you do me a favor?” I look at the roll of toilet paper on the coffee table in front of us, and just out of reach.
Chris: “It’s closer to you than it is to me.” This is not true, it’s 2 feet from him, 3 feet from me.
Me: “I’m trapped by all of these plugs.” I gesture towards the two plugs coming out of the computer on my lap.
Chris: “See what happens when you unplug one.”
Me, realizing I am about to lose and grabbing for straws in desperation: “Chris, look at all of the lights that are on. The bedroom, dining room, kitchen, and two in the living room. I bet the bathroom light is on.”
(This stems from an old conversation where I harass Chris for ensuring that our house is the shining beacon of the neighborhood, by turning on every single light in the house for no apparent reason. I wish I could say that this stems from noble reasons having to do with my carbon footprint or something, but I’m afraid it’s plain old fashioned conditioning from my childhood. (I think my brother is the same way). I actually turn off the lights in other people’s unused rooms as well. It’s a problem.)
Chris then surprises me by getting up, tossing me the toilet paper, and then turning off most of the lights! I’m not sure why this made it’s way to the blog, other than this is what I was messing with when Chris took the high road. What a nice husband.
I couldn’t, or I guess I didn’t, resist the Santa picture this year. It is Jayce’s first Christmas after all, and since I was with Mom and Chelsea at the time, I knew that they would help me distract him and get a good picture.
This is the picture we ended up getting, a very cute one with a sly little smile. But I wonder if maybe we didn’t quite get the best picture? I wish that someone had taken a picture of me while this picture was being taken, when I was jumping up and down, clapping my hands over my head, and saying Jayce’s name repeatedly. Is this what motherhood has reduced me to? I think so, and I guess I care(d) more about Jayce smiling than the mall go-ers looking at me like I was crazy.
I also wish we had gotten a picture of 10 seconds after this shot, when Jayce looked up at Santa’s face inquisitively, looked again, his bottom lip popped out, eyes crinkled and his aunt Chelsea had to reach in to rescue him from Santa’s lap. Though the smiling pictures are so sweet, the crying ones are hilarious. Maybe next year.
We took a little video last night of Jayce’s favorite new game to to laugh hysterically at-don’t worry grandparents, Chris doesn’t actually throw him. We think 6 months old is such a fun age! Jayce is so playful and full of personality, we spend about as much time laughing at him as he does at us.
Chris, Jayce and I were able to spend Thanksgiving with my family in Akron this year and we had such a great time. We haven’t had Thanksgiving with my side of the family for 6 years, so I was really looking forward to it hanging out and my aunt Barbara’s cooking! Jayce also hadn’t seen my side of the family since he was about 5 weeks old, including his two 3 year old cousins who apparently had been talking about “Baby Jayce” nonstop.
Jayce and I flew to Akron for Thanksgiving this year a week early while Chris went to the SBL conference. I have been nervous about this ever since we bought the tickets, mostly due to a memory of a woman Chris and I observed a few years ago in line at security. She had a baby in a stroller, and as she went through security she had to hold her baby, fold up the stroller to put through the scanner, remove her boots, belt & coat to be scanned, and put her purse and diaper bag through. She also had bottles and lotions pulled out to be scanned separately, and had to items coming out of the scanner to be collected while she was still putting things through the front. Basically she was there forever, and it was a huge hassle. I remember watching her and Chris and I muttering “Poor lady” to each other. So this year the “poor lady” would be me, and I had mentally inserted Jayce and I missing our flight because we had taken so long at security.
I was also a bit worried about the flight. About Jayce’s ears popping (or not) and him crying inconsolably. About him dropping a big load in his pants right when the fasten seat belt light went on and me and my neighbors having to endure a smelly diaper for 20+ minutes. About us being seated next to some grumpy guy who was annoyed when Jayce swatted at his newspaper and spent the whole flight trying to lean away from us.
It turns out that we had some luck at the airport instead. I know it sounds ludicrous, but it’s true. Jayce and I were flying out in the morning and Chris was flying out that afternoon, so instead of just dropping us off he decided to check in for his flight early so that he could help us through security. The flight attendant not only let Chris check in early, but offered to let him fly out on Jayce and I’s flight (we were both going through Chicago to our final destinations). This would get Chris into Boston at 4 instead of midnight, and mean that he would be with Jayce and I on the plane and in Chicago, so the only time I would have Jayce alone was on my flight to Cleveland.
As for my other worries…we did get held up at security and we held up the line, but it was fine. Even when they had to do extra checks on our bottles of milk and the stroller got stuck in the scanner. Jayce’s ears didn’t pop, he didn’t cry once the whole trip, and there were no dirty diapers on the flights. The grumpy guy sitting next to us was Chris, and he wasn’t that grumpy with his sleeping baby in his arms. I aslo ended up with an empty seat next to me in my second flight, and Jayce slept the entire time.
Due to the appalling state of U of L football this year, we have decided to focus our attention on what is ahead, U of L basketball season! Chris is seriously excited about this.
I am seriously excited about Jayce in this outfit.
And Jayce already has his game face on.