Monday, June 25, 2007
So, everything looks good on our first ultrasound. Though, Sarah and I are pretty sure it's not our child, for the baby's legs are much too robust to have come from our genes. (we know it's not very exciting to look at other people's ultrasounds, but heeeeeyyyyyyyyy...)
Posted by grk at 12:36 PM
So this weekend there was a neighborhood-wide garage sale. We scored some beautifil artifacts. Microphone stand for a buck, almost tacky/almost cool coffee sculpture, amazing rolling chair, etc. Winston got us the cute dog discount. I shall post an appropriate photo of Sarah's finds at a later date.
Posted by grk at 8:07 AM
Friday, June 22, 2007
BIG thank you to Sarah Lidbom. Thank you.
BIG thank you to Sarah Lidbom. Thank you.
Posted by grk at 1:19 PM
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
So, we received a great package of goods from our friends, James & Michelle. I believe they just got back from Japan. Amongst the box of jerky, dog & cat toys, baby scrubber and more, there were these: a combination his and her chop sticks and ear cleaner. Amazing.
Posted by grk at 6:35 AM
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
I first met Cleo while sitting outside Broadway Cafe with my friend Winston. She walked up with a summer skirt, worn sandals & toenails to match and a camoflauge muscle shirt with a backpack.
1. Was discouraged from studying buddhism from the Pope himself
2. speaks 53 languages, including ancient buddhist
3. has two boston terriers
4. has three boston terriers
5. wants to make a phone call, but her son froze her business and personal bank accounts
6. her son murdered his wife in cold blood
7. her son's wife was making dinner when he killed her in cold blood
8. Cleo did not tell him to murder his wife in cold blood
9. gave Winston the advice, "Take care of your master, and he will take care of you".
10. asked me if I come her often, and I replied, "pretty often".
11. replied to me, "well I haven't seen you last year or the year before".
I replied that Sarah and I had just moved to town.
She told me of many lawsuits she had won; one from the man who lost chunks of his leg to her two bostons, and the other from a neighbor, whose chihuahua mated with a boston in heat.
She never once mentioned why she had a bandage on her face.
I hope I see Cleo again.
Posted by grk at 7:10 AM
Friday, June 15, 2007
Thursday, June 14, 2007
21 weeks and more to come. Wonderful roundness coming in to effect. I got kicked in the ear again last night...twice. And the little bugger liked The Slip the other night. We drove a couple hours to Columbia MO to eat rubbish greek food and listen to music. God willing I make it to 60, I hope to be listening to Brad Barr telling stories in song as if they were from my own head. Check them out NC. June 19th, 2007 Orange Peel, Asheville, NC. Those of you who aren't in the hospital having babies should go. "Experience the Fancy".
Posted by grk at 1:24 PM
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Monday, June 11, 2007
My folks from Chicagoland came down to Kansas City this past weekend. Once here, they learned all there is to do in KC is eat and walk around. So that's precisely what we did. The eating and walking was peppered with variety such as adoring the dog and cats, to sleeping.
It's been fun. Today they are discovering some more of KC. They will check out the Hallmark factory, the river market, and will round up for half price Tapas and sangria. Yahoo.
Next time they come, we'll be towing a new creature around with us to eat and walk and adore the animals. The little thing kicked me in the ear last night. What a joy.
Posted by grk at 6:41 AM
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Things as they are have been well in KC. Sarah's foot is feeling better. Work is mellowing, and summer is heating up. All of which are quite acceptable and increasingly beautiful. Music is coming along steadily, and hopefully will be salt to one's life tortilla chips soon; maybe some lime. Mostly, in random order, Sarah and I are digging our walks around the neighborhood with Winston and growing Kolsto, now at 10 inches in the belly.
Posted by grk at 6:57 AM
Monday, June 4, 2007
Friday, June 1, 2007
Sarah likes to challenge herself.
First, she got with me, and that's a challenge. Then she agrees to bring a young hound into our life when she is 41/2 months pregnant. Then, whilst pregnant and getting used to the curious physical changes and odd discomforts that accompany such a state, she breaks her little toe.
Puffy and blue with scattered purple tones her little toe stands apart from the others. It's as if her other four toes are ignoring the fat kid who is always hanging around, not really contributing to anything in any real significance. Send some love and healing her way please.
Posted by grk at 8:22 AM