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An important part of this weekend was Friday night, when Iain and I spent several hours drinking beer and talking on the back porch. It was the official reinstatement of the Back Porch Ritual.
No baby, no chores, no worthless reality television sucking at our eyeballs. Just us, the stars, a pack of Parliaments and […]

At the Gunpowder

Three-day weekend!

My parents and my youngest three siblings are at Superfresh right now, picking up lunchy items. We’ve spent last night and today passing the baby around and taking pictures. Grandpa and Grandma seem in their element, and Owen’s getting over his stranger-danger freakouts again. He napped for shit yesterday and was therefore cranky and easily […]

Honky tonk woman

Beer tastes good. I had a hankerin’ to go to a bar today, any bar, since I haven’t been inside one since last June [what with baby-growin’ and -birthin’ and whatnot], but a cold Labatt on the deck will have to suffice.*
My family’s coming in this weekend to see the little man, and I’m wondering […]

Home maintenance makes you fat

OK. The oven works now, thanks to Mr Jim The Oven Repair Guy, who waggled around on the floor with a screwdriver for some time Tuesday morning. The technique leaves something to be desired, but who can argue with the results?
On a related note, I have worked my way through half a pan of brownies […]

Hometown paper makes good. Again.

From Editor and Publisher: “Holy Toledo: ‘Blade’ Series Uncovers Rare-Coin Scam”. They’re getting almost as much attention for this as for their award-winning beryllium series or last year’s Pulitzer.

Back at base

We had a really good weekend. We drove back to Pittsburgh to Iain’s parents’ house on Friday night, with a trunkful of baby gear and the iTrip set to 88.3.

Owen did spectacularly. He slept nearly all the way there, with a break at the Sideling Hill rest stop for a bottle which was heated […]

“I could probably get you pregnant from here”

Oh, that Iain. Laff-a-minute.
So we’re leaving tomorrow for Pittsburgh to see his little sister get married. Apparently it’s a denim and sandals backyard type affair with a kegger reception. I think we’ll be skipping the kegger, seeing as it’s happening an hour away and kegstands do not good parents make.
I’m a little apprehensive about […]

“Hey, breeding hipster”

The City Paper finally wises up to Sweetney’s Rock’n’Romp gigs for this summer.
I like when good ideas get good press.

Postprandial dreamin’

Two unrelated reasons to be cheerful after all.
You can dress him up, but you can’t take him out: Owen is like his father in many respects. Big blue eyes that make my heart go pitter patter, and a need to control his surroundings.
For instance, when Owen is drinking his bottle, he grabs onto my […]

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