where I talk with my inside voice
You never know how much crap you own until you have to pack it up and move it somewhere. The old homestead was starting to get a bit crowded and we needed some room to expand, so we started house-hunting back in July thinking we would just look casually for a while (maybe a year) before we got serious. Wouldn’t...
…that I stepped off of the bus in San Diego, California, at the Marine Corps Recruit Depot, and stood on the yellow footprints. Minutes later my head was shaved, and I began what had to be at least 36 continuous hours of processing (paperwork, urine tests, etc.) before I was allowed to sleep. I remember being teased by one of...
To celebrate our fourth anniversary, I took Dixie to Chicago since she had never been before. It was also our first vacation with our little boy. We weren’t sure how he would travel, but he surprised us both and did really well. We all had a great time. Photos from the trip are available in my album.
Since this was Dixie’s first official Mother’s Day, I wanted to find a special gift to commemorate it, and you won’t find many gifts more unique than a pirolette from TurnYourHead.com. You send them a profile photo of a person, in our case it was our precious little Noah, and they create a special jig for their lathe and literally...
It’s hard to believe that our little man is going to be 5 months old this week — the time just flies by. As a parent, you are torn. On the one hand, you can’t wait to see them grow, learn, and experience new things, but on the other hand you hate to see the time come when you can...
Despite having scheduled ourselves to have labor induced at noon that day, Dixie went into labor at about 2am Saturday morning. Seventeen hours later, at 6:45pm, our beloved son Noah Michael was born — he is 9 lbs, 7 ozs, and 22 inches long! Mother and baby are doing absolutely great! Pictures are now available in my album.
The nursery is finally painted! Dixie bought me an airbrush for Father’s Day with which I was able to add some wispy little clouds to the ceiling and the armoire (which of course is our old entertainment center from the living room!). Check out the latest pictures in my Photo Album.
We’ve reached the half-way point. At twenty weeks our baby is starting to look less like a blob and more like a baby. There’s a lot of work left to be done on the nursery, but we still have time to get it all done. Hang in there, baby! Mommy and daddy can’t wait to meet you.
Our recent journey to Greece and Turkey was indescribably grand. We will definitely miss the time we spent on *our* little island — Hydra is a magical place. It was great to see the Olympics in Athens, and our cruise of the Greek Isles was wonderful. Photos from the trip are available in my album.
It’s hard to believe that a year has passed already. Dixie and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary on a tour of Ireland. Pictures from the trip are now available in my photo album.
Dixie and I were married on May 31, 2002. The day was absolutely perfect and the reception (held at Pere Marquette Lodge in Grafton, Illinois) was fantastic. We took a Carnival cruise to the Carribean for our honeymoon and pictures from the trip are now available in my album.
I’ve been published! A cool magazine called Discovery recently asked permission to use one of my photographs in their April 2002 issue, because online photos of platypi are apparently hard to come by. Go figure.
So the big news is that I got engaged to my beautiful girlfriend Dixie. I proposed to her in Italy, while on a gondola ride in Venice with musicians playing our song, Con Te Partiro. Needless to say, she said yes and I am a very happy man. I love you, Dixie! Pictures from the trip are now available in...
My wonderful girlfriend Dixie bestowed upon me the most enchanting gift for St. Valentine’s Day. It is an exquisite pocketwatch made by Van Cort Instruments that not only provides the time but the current phase of the moon. She also had a short passage engraved on the back of the watch, commemorating a recent stargazing outing. Needless to say, it...
