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So apparently if your last post is incoherent and crazy, and then you don't post again for over a month, and all your twitter updates are about being drunk, then folks start to assume something's wrong. Straight off, let me assure youse guys that we're all fine here. We're just hanging out, chillin' like villains, and waiting for Humpy to arrive (he's not due for another two and a half weeks). Sarah's been feeling really good, generally. If she has a really long day, or if she spends a lot of time in the car (due to... I don't know, maybe some bullshit transit strike), she gets a little Braxton Hicks-y, but otherwise she's had a really good pregnancy.

I stepped away from the blog for a bit just because it's nice to do that once in a while. I'd intended to take a break after NaBloPoMo, maybe not for quite this long. But then sometimes when you have forty-seven things on the go, it's just nice to let one of them slide for a while.

My work has been prorogued over the holidays, which is a first. I'm managed a nice balance of getting things done around the house and totally dicking around. It's nice to be home, but weird. We're usually on the go whenever I have holidays, and despite spending my days mostly at home, time is flying by. It's amazing how knocking three things off a to-do list (clean kitchen, shovel driveway, colour beard) can make your whole morning and afternoon evaporate. It gives me a sense of what retirement will be like, the main difference being that by then I'll have probably given up on dyeing my beard.

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Anonymous said…
What would it take for you to actually name your child "Humpy"?

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