Ten Tentacles - So many arms, so little time.

Is the resemblence not uncanny?!

Heh.

Oh, the pure fun and joy! Go make your own!

Well, in a couple hours Chiana will officially be twenty-four hours old. She’s nursing well and both doe and kid seem content and doing well. Keep checking here for more pictures as that’s where they will go as they become available.

In other news, due to a rearrangement of the livingroom furniture, I’m Best Buy bound to either pick up some extensions for the X-Box controllers, or maybe one wireless controller. I’m leaning towards the later. No crazy wires to trip over and the boy’s usual chair is still close enough to the TV to allow for non-extended, non-wireless controller use. Depends on how much the costs of two extensions vs. one wireless controller compare.

And in still other news, I am Dallas bound once more. Leaving Monday, Feb 21st and returning on the 25th. Whooo-doggy. This traveling should taper off as time goes on. Still lots to get roganized as things ramp up.

That is all.

My wife and I are pretty damned compatible; we both enjoy scary movies, SciFi shows, animals, paranormal dramas, crime dramas, cons, Ren Fairs, and on and on. There are, however, inevitably those moments where I have a ‘guy’ moment and she just has to grin and bare it. Often, on those very special occasions, I like to spout off about them. For those glorious times I introduce the ‘Bill and Mandy’ icon. I’m sure it’s pretty damned plain why I chose these particular characters to those that have met us. Bask in the icon goodness with me.

The goat is here! Welcome baby Chiana to the herd. Both mom and kid are doing well. It all happened rather fast, so we didn’t get any video. But, there will be more pictures going up here soon. Check back there in a bit. Warning, for the feint of heart, there be blood and such.

Ok, I just had to share this.

The Boy is playing Star Wars: Battlefront. The virtual commander keeps saying, “Destroy the shield bunker.” The virtual commander says this a lot on this level. About five minutes into the level the boy yells out, “I’M NOT BUNGER! I’M DEVIN! Why does he keep calling me that?”

Apparently he thought the virtual commander was saying, “Destroy the shield, Bunger.”

So my back is killing me. The spot they had me sitting in on my last trip had me all hunched over and I think I’m paying for it now. Feels like someone’s trying to wedge a hot poker under my right shoulderblade. I tried a heating pad last night, with some relief. In fact, it didn’t really hurt this morning, but it’s back again. Damnit.

I think that’s pretty much it for today. On top of everything else, my back hurts. Teh sux.

Right, so my heart’s not going to explode. That’s the good news. The rest of the news I have to wait on, and they changed my freakin’ med. I mean it’s not as though I take it all the time, really just as needed, but I hate medication in general and a new one is always scary.

So, I’m trying cod liver oil and St. John’s Wort on my own, and taking the new scrip and filling it just to have it around. The cool thing is that I did get the Wellbutrin for smoking cessation. Gonna be starting on that next week. Wish me luck.

Work’s been pretty busy. There’s a lot going on with the merger while we all try to find our place and learn the new technologies. It’s good work, there’s just a lot of it right now.

At home: Home is good, as ever. Corrie Ann’s been busy with closing her books for the end of the year. She’s been a little frazzled and feeling guilty about the state of the house. It hasn’t helped that she’s been sick either. I’ve told her a million times, but I hope she believes me when I tell her that I don’t care about the house or anything else. I just want her to have the time she needs to get done what she needs done. She’s a stress-kitten, though. What’re you gonna do? Her books are done, so that point of stress is gone for another year.

Devin is growing like a weed; a sassy little weed. But, his dad’s sassy, so I guess I can’t complain. And really, I’m exaggerating. He’s a brilliant kid and just blows me away sometimes with some of the stuff he says. Not that it’s naughty stuff, just like, ‘Where the hell did he get that from?’ Example: Today he and his mom are getting into the car and his mom starts the car. he pipes in, “Mom, wait. Let me buckle up.” So mom waits while he buckles up. He struggles a bit, but finally gets it and then says, “Ok. We’re off like a herd of turtles!” (I do have to confess, I know he got that particular one from his mom) Stuff like that. It’s a riot.

I’ve gotten hooked on Galactica. Yeah, like I needed another SciFi show to get stuck on. But, seriously, any show that can get me choked up and nearly to tears, three episodes in a row. Damn! Also, the new Starbuck rocks.

Games: Guh, too numerous to name. Though, most of my time lately is spent on Knights of the Old Republic 2, Halo 2, Call of Duty, and X-Men Legends. Also, a sekkrit project. Shhh!

I think that’s it for the updating-ness. Welcome by buddy walkingtheblog to LiveJournal. He’s a virgin. Be gentle. Heh.