Lest I forget

Seeing as some of my favorite people are Edinburgh residents, who are undoubtedly enjoying that most sublime of winter fare, the noble haggis, I steal this bit of doggerel from Wikipedia, for you, my clause-ridden reader:

Some hae meat and canna eat,
And some wad eat that want it,
But we hae meat and we can eat,
Sae the Lord be thankit.

Despite all of my bitching over the past few months, I'm a really lucky guy. I hope you all have a good day (hell, have a good COUPLE of days). Lords notwithstanding.

A fondly-remembered tale of a certain visitor to Scotland and his kilty adventures at a barn dance reminds me to announce, with no little glee, that Mustafa and Kathy from Ann Arbor are planning to stop by our soggy abode for a few days en route to Hawaii. Now I can show all of my gaming buddies here what a true manipulator is like at the table. We're really excited about this.

Is it ten fingers, or eight and two thumbs?

Here I sit in the O.R. waiting room with a bunch of other worried people. Jill went on a clear liquid diet beginning yesterday morning, and did a bowel prep last night. This is not a glamorous sequence of events. She was told that she would be the first surgery of the day today. However, while this was technically correct, it turns out that her surgeon had a previous engagement at a different hospital. This engagement turned into an emergency, which pushed back Jill's operation. And so and thus it was that Jill was finally wheeled back for preoperative preparations at 2 PM today. Jill, needless to say, was pretty freaking hungry at this point. We've been here since 9:30 AM.

There's not really a point to this post. I'm just really bored, and want to complain about something. Now, here's a picture of Jill with a pink, fuzzy hat on her head. Please enjoy.



UPDATE: 20 minutes after posting this, the nurse called the waiting room and told me that Jill had just begun her surgery, and that I could expect to wait 2-4 hours before hearing anything else. She was initially taken back about 1.5 hours ago. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

UPDATE: Aaaaand, she's done. Not bad--it took them 3 hours to finish up. She had no evidence of gross disease, and they were able to resect her colon at the previous site of repair. All in all, the best case scenario. I am tired and hungry, but also delighted. She's waking up now, and I'll get to see her in an hour...

Christmas 2008 in Pictures

Man, I need to clean up around here. The same tired songs have been on that list for months, the same molding picture has been occupying the prime spot up there since October, and I don’t even go to many of those “links” I’ve posted anymore. I would call it a resolution, but my resolution has been to be more productive at work, which is why this is being posted from my desk at work.

Anyhoo, I do have some planned “articles” for the near future, but let’s just keep it simple for now: pictures from Christmas and from my super-sweet 40th galaganza.

Elaine moves up on the totem pole


I prepare to get blurry on my birthday


Sweeeeet!


Ripping paper=fun