Go team Venture!

Typical fashion for me these days is to just give short bursts of information on facebook or twitter, but I felt the need to put all this up here on LJ since... well, there's kind of a lot to cover, and I just felt like updating.

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tl;dr - Christmas was rad with lots of rad gifts and awesome people, our car is borked, we're happy to be home.

Don't you love when spam comments on your journal remind you that you haven't had a substantial update in almost two months?

Good times. Good times.

Well, all three of you reading this, there's really a good reason for that: I don't have anything substantial to SAY! In fact, every time I start a new livejournal entry, I always say "Hey, look, nothing has changed." Well, children, that's still true.

Alyson is growing. Holy crap, so fast is she growing. She's almost to the point of rolling over from her back to her tummy. She can already go from tummy to back (well... sort of. She sort of FALLS over...)

Oklahoma is still a crap place to live, and so is our apartment. We're planning on moving again, which is always good times. The one place we're looking into is cheaper, which means we might get to pay Sallie Mae more (sidenote: I hate Sallie Mae. We're too busy paying off hospital bills to worry about them, but they're like "sorry, you can't defer your payment, lol we suck"), plus it will be nice to not live in an apartment where every time it rains, the patio floods and the corner which is stained in the previous tennant's dog's pee smells again.

Where was I?

Oh yeah, work. I'm coming up on 3 years working with Tate. Doesn't seem like it's been that long, but I guess it has, considering we've lived in this state for over 3 years now. I'm going to get an assigned parking space, which is going to be jolly good seeing as I won't have to walk all the way across the empty field. Also, we started flex scheduling at the beginning of this month, which is AWESOME, because I am now working from home once a week, which means more time with Liz and Alyson and one extra day a week where Liz can have the car to run errands. It also means I'm not super wiped-out and pissed at the end of the week from dealing with stupid clients all week long.

That's about all that's going on. Liz is in Sayre at a funeral, so I'm eating taquitos and corn on the cob. I can tell you're jealous.

I feel a little apologetic that I'm breaking the seemingly interminable silence with a rant, but this is just something that I really felt that I needed to get off my chest.

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That's my opinion, and I'm stickin' to it.

In case you haven't gotten the memo yet, Lizi gave birth on Thursday.

All last week Liz was having pretty bad contractions, but they were still about 10 minutes apart, so we weren't really too worried about it. On Wednesday night, we went to bed at the regular time (11:00). Liz woke me up at about 12:30 in a lot of pain, decided we needed to go the hospital. So, we loaded up the car, and away we went.

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So that's pretty much the story. The first couple days I slept all of like 4 hours in total since we kept getting woken up by the baby. That wasn't so bad alone, but the nurses coming in every hour really made things annoying. That and the fact that the chair I was sleeping on was insanely uncomfortable. We're back home now, Alyson is eating, and we're getting ready to go over to Liz's mom's after she's done. I actually got a little more sleep last night since there weren't any nurses bugging us.

I still can't believe I'm a daddy. I also can't believe how cute this baby is.

Biggest hopes and dreams: A happy, healthy, sane baby. I also plan to buy shoes in the next couple days, I just have to decide what kind I'm getting. We also plan on going across the southwest once the baby is born to show her off to the family. It's going to be quite a fun week where we stay in one place for two days and attempt to not lose our collective minds.

Again, a very difficult task. As was discussed in my previous entry, much of the days blend together since I don't really do much that's different on a day to day basis. To the best of my recolection, here are the significant events of the past month:

-We met our pediatrician, who reminds me of if my mom had been a kindergarten teacher
-Liz quit her job in order to prepare the house for the upcoming baby.
-We bought New Super Mario Bros Wii
-We beat New Super Mario Bros Wii
-Netflix sent out the instant streaming disc for the Wii
-We watch a metric crapload of instant movies on the Wii
-Liz's doctor informed her that the baby would be born any time now
-Liz was miserable and no longer trusted the word of her doctor
-Neither did I
-LOST
-Bones

That's about all I have to say about that.

I bet we were all looking forward to this entry, weren't we? Back in old form, I would say!
Today, I woke up at around 8:30. Maybe closer to 9, not really sure (Liz now informs me it was "promptly at 8:15"). I got up, peed, went downstairs and put on pants. The dog was whining, so I let her out of the bathroom (we have to lock her up at night, otherwise she gets into the garbage/cat box/everything else that gives dogs diarrhea) and took her outside for her morning potty. To my chagrin, it was raining. She led me to her grassy spot, stood around for awhile, and finally decided to go.

I returned home and sat down on the couch with Liz, and discussed our options for breakfast. Eventually we decided on McDonald's. We ate it, I got indigestion, and Liz had a few contractions (a continuing theme throughout the day. Infrequent and inconsistent, but increasing in intensity. [that's a whole lot of unintentional alliteriation]). Durring breakfast, we watched Frank Caliendo's newish special. His new jokes were funny, but about 80% of it was jokes from his half-hour comedy central special. After that, we watched Clerks, exchanged ribbings, Liz had more contractions, and I frequently asked the question "are you having another apostrophe?" (see what I did there?)

After that, we watched the rest of Weeds, season 5. We had watched up to about episode four before we turned our cable of at the old apartment. The season definitely picked up from season 4, and the show is coming back in my favor. Makes me wish we had showtime again, but not really since it's like... $15 a month for that one show. Durring that we ate lunch at some point. I'm pretty sure we had pizza.

I also ate some gummies, drank some mountain dew, and played with a funny pink thing that Mallory sent me.

Just now, we got back from doing brief grocery shopping. Nothing really exciting happened there. Now we're watching Jamie Kennedy.

As you can see, my life hasn't changed a whole lot from high school, except there's less drugs.

It's entirely boombashpow's fault that this song gets stuck in my head every day.

Speaking of whom, she sent us the most epic package. Liz described it as "drunken christmas."

I keep missing days! Argh! But at least I only miss them one at a time.

Also, I don't know any recipes. This is the only one I know.

Of my every day talents (design and illustration) there's not a lot to talk about, considering that's what I do for a living. One awesome thing I can do that just about everybody knows (or should know, considering there's a picture of me doing it in my senior year book) is that I can touch my tongue to my nose.

I also like to tell people I play guitar, but at this point I probably can't play any better than I could play the piano. I could probably fake my way through a song, but it would take me a LONG time. But really that's my fault for not having practiced for like... upwards of 4 years.