So many things to say ... in such a little space!

I guess you got the subtle hint -- this is a long-ish post. Deal or move on, lovey. ;-)

Update -- Valentine's Day with the in-laws after shots with the baby -- Well, the baby was crabby and irritated for just a short time. Then we fed him and gave him a bath, and he became his usual kiss of sunshine. He is so resilient! Brutish, in fact. He didn't cry when three of the four needles poked him, but by the fourth, he let out a wail that said "hey ... I'm in pain overload right now!" He's strong and brave like his daddy!

We had carry-in Chinese food, and expected my in-laws to walk in at any minute to give their Valentine's Day lovins to their adorable grandson. But they didn't show. And didn't show. And didn't show. And we got worried. We called the cell phone (just one, because my FIL refuses to get one). It went into voice mail. By 8:15, Hunter was very unhappy and just wanted to go to bed, and I just couldn't prolong it any more. I was putting him in bed when the in-laws finally arrived at 8:30... What a relief to find out that their cell phone was merely dead, and they were enjoying a Valentine's Day dinner by themselves! After 40 years, their love is still strong and faithful. A witness to us all.

So, as it turns out, I was unreasonably stressed over a silly situation, because by 8:30, I was ready to leap into bed out of sheer exhaustion ... not romance. And I could care less who was in the house watching TV until whatever hours of the night. I just wanted to close my eyes. And we really did have a little bit of time alone before Grandma and Grandpa arrived. Besides -- they took such incredibly good care of my son on Wednesday -- he ended up with a fever of 101.4, and they fed him, rocked him, held him, medicated him with Tylenol, and loved him back to great health. Who can ask for more? In fact, my FIL said something cute... he said, "if we keep spending so much time with him, I'm going to get very attached! I miss him when I go home!" (to which I replied -- I HOPE SO! -- to the getting attached part).

Next -- I am so GREEN with jealousy, I tell you! GREEN! Last night, my sister-in-law (my husband's dearly loved baby sis) brought her new (gulp), micro-thin (sigh), super-deliciously large-screened (tears), LAP TOP to church to show us. It was a magnificent conglomeration of shiney, glowing metal and plastic that brought you to your knees anhd made your finger tips ache with desire to touch it. I wish you could have seen the happiness on her face. Sheer delight. I'm so happy for her, but I hope she brings it over to the house every now and then so I can at least ... touch it. Actually, in all fairness, she's the kind of generous person that would give you her last pair of clean underwear if she thought you needed it -- she's that awesome -- so I'm sure (wink, wink) that she'll let me look at it up close like!

Finally -- I was in a business meeting this morning. Long and boring. Here's a brief recap of what I heard at said business meeting -- "First and Foremost, Safety -- reduce fatalities (blah, blah, blah, blah - huh? fatalities?); something about performance based leadership and vision and leading by example (yada, yada, yada, yada); I think there was something about communication, performance and tools for analysis -- wha? did he say 'fishbone diagrams'? (la, la, la, la, la) droning on and on about problematic high data collection, low analysis and adding value to the organization (ho, hum, ho, hum).

So, being the good note taking employee, here's what I had on my note pad (and what, I might add, was at the foremost of my brain function at he the SAME meeting this morning): A detailed outline of what I want to blog about over the next week; notes on new friends I've met through the blog-sphere that I want to keep in my prayers for various reasons (infertility, personal struggles, children, fame, etc.); a list of thank you notes I need to send out; a small inventory of Hunter's 'dress clothing' that still fits that I might want to use for his portrait; a reminder to my self to do a search for a particular house-warming gift for a friend of mine. Various other little things that don't need to be mentioned (in the spirit of professionalism).

I'm such a responsible employee who is exemplifying Christian behavior, wouldn't you say so? Hm. Guess I need to work on that a bit more.