A quick note on wiring

They're currently working on installing a brand new, shiny phone system at my office. They were supposed to be done two and a half hours ago, but I think they're having some trouble sorting out the ancient, decrepit system of lines with which we currently operate. The problem, I keep saying, is that I'm pretty sure our entire office building was wired by squirrels - squirrels outfitted with little collars and released into the walls to drag wires wherever their little furry brains felt was the quickest route to the peanuts some technician was holding at the phone jack or outlet.

You should hear my theories on how they ran the ductwork.

Lions and truck books and PJs, oh my!

Wonder Fetus IV: The Pinkification

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It's a GIRL.

Two feet and a hand

Even better, she appears to be put together perfectly.

Her due date is June 30, 2011.

From the recent snowpocalypse

I found this picture today when I was clearing files off my camera. I'd completely forgotten I'd taken it, but it totally cracked me up.

This morning, our local news station was breathlessly predicting 7 to 12 inches of snow for Wednesday morning, to which Todd and I both succinctly replied, "You've GOT to be shitting me." Now the forecast has been revised to a more conservative "ICY DEATH AWAITS US ALL." I chalk this shift up less to my fabled anti-snow powers and more to the fact that, despite our skepticism, Todd went online and ordered a snow shovel. You know, just in case.

Uh, see what happened, uh, was....

Yesterday, we took the side off Micah's crib. Tonight he snuck out of bed. When I went up to stop him, here's what contraband I found in his crib: 7 books, 3 sippy cups, 1 shoe, and his birthday card from Papa and Melissa.

And one little boy with a sheepish grin.

Of course, I laughed. Oops.