Mourning sickness

We have all come down with something or slowly getting over it.  Fortunately, we are usually pretty healthy,  but we have been hit with this.

It started a day or so before Christmas.  Wendy had some congestion and headache.  Since Wendy nurses Ava she has to be selective on the medication.  By Christmas Wendy felt better with a few lingering effects of the crud.  She is still zapped energy wise.  The day after Christmas Wendy's parents woke up feeling miserable.  The congestion, cough, headache.  It seemed to affect them worse.  I felt that my nose was an output factory and had a little bit of a cough.  Even Ava came down with the congestion and cough.  It is miserable to see an infant come down with something.

It is good that I had some time off work to recover.  My nose will feel dry and then an hour later I will feel the need to blow it.  I have a little bit of a cough still.  Ava still is a little congested.  Oh! Joy.  She had the most mild case of all.  A little bit of a runny nose.  We joked that Joy had outrun the crud because she was on the move so much.

Hopefully we can beat the crud and the only congestion we face is when we travel.

Knew technology

A week or so ago, depending on how long I have been away from work, we received new equipment in our area.  When we update our leasing contracts we update machines.  It is usually for three years and a lot can change in three years.  Most of the time the equipment is basically the same, maybe with one of two features.

I am sure this update will be fine, but there are some distinctions.  I feel the like the previous software was a little more user friendly.  You put your item up there and instant results.  This one feels like going down a buffet line.  The biggest difference to me is the printout of codes.  Now it prints all of them, even if you did not use it.  The other report would only print the applied codes.

Oh well, most of you, all of you, really just wasted your time in reading this.  I guess you have to do something on your day off.

Talking to me or about me

I know that I have a pretty boring life.  I work and then go home.  Granted it is to see an amazing wife and two adorable children.  I just do not do much with my own life.  I was that way when single as well.

People when talking to me usually ask me about other people.  Mainly the children.  Which I guess is good because I never have more than a monosyllabic answer about me.  Parents joke about them being mentioned only in passing.

It is alright if you ask me about something other than me.  Usually if I am alive then I am fine.

One, two, tree

Over the weekend Wendy and I put up the Christmas tree.  Before this weekend we had been on the go and not had a weekend around the house.  We were still busy because of a church Christmas party on Saturday.  So it was not until Sunday that we put up the tree.

It is an artificial tree we were given soon after we were married.  It is still hanging on, although a few branches are hanging lower.  It looks pretty good with all the ornaments.  Wendy was remarking that most of the ornaments represent a life before Ava.  We have ornaments about trips before children and then ornaments about Joy.  I am sure that future ornaments will make it on the tree.

One of the traditions we try to keep is getting an ornament or some each year.  We have not picked up any yet.  I have an aunt who the past few years has given us several as Christmas gifts.

I am not much on decorations but they do provide remembrance of good times.

Do you have a favorite ornament?

Which way is faster

I am often guilty of wanting to get things done as quickly as possible.  Sometimes others do not see it that way.

Joy does not mind taking a bath.  It is the getting out of the tub, getting a diaper, and putting on pajamas that takes the effort.  Even with the suggestion of watching Wiggles, it still is a challenge to corner her to get her ready.   After times of calling her name and reminding of her of Wiggles the task is complete.

I think to myself do you not realize if you would listen to me and do this now it would be finished.  As Wendy likes to say, Joy is a two year old and not in her 30s.