I haven't really dropped off the face of the earth. . .

I have been a really bad blogger. So let me hit some important points really quick:

1. We are having a boy. The doctor who did the ultrasound said he looked "perfect." I was very happy to hear that; I didn't really have any concrete reason to worry, but I was not taking vitamins or eating especially healthy when I conceived this kid, so it was nice that he managed to develop anyway. I'm only throwing up every two-three weeks now, too!

2. John's job is going well. I can't remember if I mentioned it, but he was assigned to be the eco-care person in his office a while back; it's his job to coordinate/spearhead environmental awareness and iniatives in his office. He has become just a tad obsessive. I used to be the one harping on recycling and whatnot, now he is bringing home trash from family gatherings to make sure it gets recycled. He can't wait to have a house with a yard so he can compost and garden.

3. Speaking of which. . .we may be homeowners by this time next month. It all depends on the whims of the probate court in Utah, the efficiency of the sellers and sellers' agent involved, and whether Saturn aligns with Mars. I'll keep you updated.

We have had a restful but unexciting summer. That's mostly my fault, because I just haven't felt like dealing with heat or travel or anything else requiring a lot of energy. That's all right though, we'll make up for it next summer.

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Ariana said…
I was beginning to worry. :) Glad you are alive. And congrats on the boy! We're also having another boy...maybe they can be roommates in the future. ;-) Glad you are feeling better...this pregnant in the summer stuff is kind of crappy. I don't really feel like doing much of anything either. Maybe one of these days we can do nothing together. haha So if the planets align, where will you guys buy a house? That's exciting stuff!!
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