Full Moon Passes, No Baby Yet

More than a few people mentioned to me that the full moon might prompt an early delivery of Billy. I was totally fine with that (see below to see why). But, it's come and gone and I am still one super-pregnant lady.

Ace was talking to a friend today and mentioned that he hoped Billy waited til at least after Aug. 3--the long-awaited Bourne Ultimatum opens that night, and he wants to be there (I do, too, actually). Friend: "Well, as long as you have your priorities straight."

Hurley mentioned that she wanted to see a belly shot, and it so happens my friend Ellen had already obliged. This was taken last week:That's a big belly.

We loaded up on more baby supplies this weekend, and bought our first Pampers jumbo pack--150 diapers for $22! $22! I had a bit of sticker shock. Anybody have any cheaper shortcut advice?

We'll see how this goes

So, family and friends...


Now that Ace and I are procreating and yet far, far away from most of you, I thought this might be the best way to post updates about our lives and that of young Billy. Considering I am a procrastinator extraordinaire, this will be interesting.

Ideally, I'll post pictures and let you know how things are going in this one spot.

So, to get things started...Ace and I are taking bets on D-Day. He's claimed Aug. 3; I've set the day as Aug. 12. The only person who knows for sure can't talk yet. But he is warming up his lungs.

To get this experiment in new-fangled technology that is really old-fangled (and so am I) started, here are some summer pictures from down on the farm.

First, Miss Gidget, a chihuahua that decided to come live with us. Seriously. They just seek us out.




Then, our massive squash plants. This picture is from about three weeks ago, and they have since died down a bit. There were about eight of these plants this size, though. It was like a jungle. Right now, the corn is coming in, and is fabulous.



All for now. Next up: pics of the baby room. I'll tell you when we know something!