I was 5-for-5 this week in predicting the weather. Two days it rained, both of which I had left the sunroof open in my car. The other three days were beautiful, which makes sense, since the car was shut up tight for them.
The building that I work at is a warehouse/corporate facility. Basically it looks like any other corporate office except for the nearly 1/2-mile of extra building sticking out the back. Did I mention that consultants must use the rear parking lot?
A quick re-read of the Meteorology update will tell you how many 1/2-mile sprints I did this week.
Brigid is six weeks old today. She is rapidly approaching nine pounds.
The periods of time that she is awake, not crying, and not hungry occasionally have reached 20 minutes.
She still has issues with people touching her feet, and she still hates getting a bath.
Rattles are now slightly entertaining. The mobiles in her crib will keep her occupied, briefly.
Her attention span is mercilessly short. However, so is mine, so I don't hold out a lot of hope that that will change anytime in the next 30 years.
I have begun to explore some of her musical preferences. Stabbing Westward seems pretty good, Limp Bizkit is not quite as interesting, and Queensryche is *the shit* right now.
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star ranks up there with Silent Lucidity.
Computers are still interesting to look at. She also seems to seek out the web cam even though I have my doubts that she really knows what it is for.
Yes, there are a billion pictures of her. I'm not going to post any at the moment, but Amber will vouch for the fact that they exist (she's the one who saves them all...my hands are full when the cam's on).
I have been spit up on three times, peed on twice, and can now change a diaper in under 30 seconds.
Everyone who has met her thinks she is awesome, although not as much as I do. Then again, I'm still biased.
OK, so maybe just one little picture.
:::::posted by erratic :: 07-something PM EST linky