Early Morning Ramblings

Why do I give these posts titles? I think I'm coming dangerously close to becoming a true part of the "blog-o-sphere." I swear I read that term somewhere. If not, then I claim it! I told Julie this morning that I'm really enjoying having this thing, just as a way to release some of this. Maybe I'll start another blog where I can keep all my poems and songs and other such trite bullshit...

I was getting ready this morning, and Julie and I were conversing, and she said something to which I replied, "yeah, but you're pregnant." All at once, the gravity of it hit me and then I remembered Dan giving me a company (still sounds absurd), and I had to lie down a second; it was all just too much. That is one thing I hope to always remember, how often I get these jagged, sudden thoughts like lightning bolts through my consciousness. One moment I'm struggling with the wording of a document I'm trying to write, the next moment I just realize I'm going to be a father!

Julie went to Malibu and Venice Beach with her Mom and Aunt yesterday (is "Aunt" a proper noun? I think it is) and came home with some baby gifts: a Shabby Chic beanie and a pair of adorable old skool Vans (the red ones). After Jenny's gift of a onesie, this brings our baby's wardrobe to three pieces - one for every day we've known about him/her! This child, rest assured, will not want for "stuff." My mother is going to be ridiculous in her gift giving, and Julie's large family is equally as generous.

I caught myself while driving to work trying to be more careful. I know it's ludicrous, but it's true. I was conscience about switching lanes, or driving too fast. People say having a child changes everything about you, and it seems like it's true. I even got cut off by this jackass in an old rusty bug, and I didn't even mean mug him! I honestly thought, "It ain't worth it, people are crazy." Who am I?! Where the hell did that come from? I know my boobs aren't going to get bigger, and I'm not gonna cry a lot over nothing, and I might not crave blueberries with mashed potatoes and sticks of non-sweetened butter but dammit, I'm going through changes, too!