Saturday, July 31, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
The hours and days just disappear.
We watch facial expressions change, watch eyelids twitch during sleep, listen to the changing sounds of his breathing.
For hours and days at a time.
A friend told us to enjoy the baby haze, and that's exactly what this is.
Real life intrudes next week as I return to work. I can hardly remember what work is like.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Meet our new son Theo. He arrived last Monday, 7/12/10, safe and sound.
Everything went well, and we all walked home from St. Luke's together on Wednesday afternoon.
Now we're at home getting to know each other. It's pretty great.
He's had his first bath, which we're pretty sure he didn't love so much.
We hang out and watch the Tour, usually between 2 and 6 am.
We eat and sleep a lot. We change a diaper now and then.
Theo likes his mom a whole lot.
Thanks for all the good will, everyone.
Lou, Lou, Lou, it's the beginning of a great adventure...
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
That other European bike race is taking all the attention right now, but hey: Mara Abbott is working on becoming the first American to win the Giro Donne (the women's Giro d'Italia). She won the queen stage today up the Stelvio.
Sadly, Amber Neben crashed out, but not until after helping Abbott set up for the final climb.
The German team acquited themselves with honor today, winning 3rd prize from a determined and dynamic Uruguay side. It was a hard-fought match played fairly and without distracting theatrics. Let's hope tomorrow is more of the same.
Surprisingly enough, I'll be cheering on the Spaniards tomorrow. Arjen Robben is too much for me to bear. Add Van Bommel's thuggery to the mix and, sure, they're effective, but there's just no way I could feel good about cheering for them. I don't need a team to play a game beautifully (I'm an American fan, after all), but I can't stand when it's played purely cynically.
Thursday, July 08, 2010
I've been sitting on it for months. Finally listened to it loud and the whole way through. Cripes, this sh*t's brilliant. More to come.