:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::
Guildenstern: Our names shouted in a certain dawn...a message...a summons...There must have been a moment where we could have said no. But somehow we missed it. Rosen-? Guil-? Well, we'll know better next time. Now you see me, now you- -Tom Stoppard, R&G Are Dead
:: Monday, November 03, 2003 ::
So...my cousin called about an hour ago about an ultrasound. Baby is fine, she is exactly eight weeks pregnant so the baby should arrive around...June or July, I think. In any case, Mike is sitting at Fort Bragg waiting to be shipped out and yes, he will be in Iraq until the whole thing ends. I won't name names, but with a certain someone in charge, I doubt that will ever happen until Iraq is the 51st state.
Regardless, he gets the holidays off if he hasn't been shipped out yet.
Anyway, back to my future 1,232nd cousin, the heartbeat is fine, blah blah blah. No telling what gender though everybody seems to think it'll be a boy. I myself think this, and I don't really know why. She has a three year old girl right now, so that could play a factor.
Anyways...another little cousin. Fun.
:: Nick Monday, November 03, 2003 [+] ::
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