Too many babies to keep track of! My youngest sister, Leah, was having some rare complications with her gestation, and since the baby was 37 weeks and thus technically full-term, they decided to induce labor. So yesterday we welcomed Michael Calvin Wischmann to the family, less than a week after my other sister's baby. 6 lbs. 9 oz. and 19 1/2 inches long, and mom and baby are doing well. Michael is my brother-in-law's name and his father's name, and Calvin is the name of my grandfather who passed away last year. Chances are this baby will be known as "Cal" which is quite sweet for those of us who knew his great-grandpa.

So now the only one left is my sister-in-law Rachel's baby girl who isn't due until September. Yes, all three of my siblings were expecting, and within a few months my parents will have gone from one grandchild to four - three boys and a girl. They're over the moon!

ETA: Peekchure! )
Good intentions: "I'm going to start posting more regularly!" That's my road to LJ hell. I may not post more than once a month or so but rest assured that I read my friends list voraciously and comment way more than I post. I did the math: I've commented more than five and a half times for every post I've made to my LJ in the past seven years. (Hey look, my LJ anniversary was Friday!)

The last month has been pretty typical. Lots of going to work in the morning, going home in the evening, chill for a while, go to bed; rinse, wash, repeat. We did make a trip to Washington, D.C. the second weekend of April for the annual convention of the International Association of Gay Square Dance Clubs. The farthest we got from the hotel was the Chipotle on the corner. (Mmmmm, guacamole overload!) The convention was a lot of fun although I didn't get to dance as much as I'd have liked. The Monday before the convention, my back started getting stiff and sore throughout the evening, and I woke up the next day in a lot of pain. It felt like muscle pain, so I have a feeling I pulled a muscle in my back and I hoped it'd feel better by Thursday which heralded our trip to D.C. Unfortunately, not only did it not get better, it got a lot worse. The muscle pain triggered a full-on attack of back pain like I haven't had in years. (I have a bulging disc that began with a car accident in 1997, and while it usually doesn't bother me much, it can flare up at times. My weight doesn't help it any!) I spent most of the convention on some Vicodin I had from a previous prescription, and danced as I could. I still had a good time; it's fun being around dancers and seeing people even if I couldn't get out on the floor as much as I'd have liked.

Of course, as luck would have it, I woke up the Tuesday after we got home and my back was like "Problems? What problems?" Oh well, I'll take not-hurting on whatever schedule it comes in! I've been having tooth issues the last week or so too, but they seem to be improving with the help of our antibiotic friend penicillin.

We had our square dance prom on Saturday and it was a lot of fun. The Mainstream class did a great job with the decorations and the food was really good. Our contribution was a salad I made with roasted eggplant, peppers, garlic, tomato and fresh basil in a vinaigrette dressing. I got raves for it, and I'll admit it tasted pretty good! Tonight is our graduation; I'm graduating from the Plus program. I can has square dance!

Ron won't be there, though; tonight starts the semi-annual conference he helps run. (Well, I say "helps" because that's officially true; the truth is that he pretty much runs the thing twice a year.) Hopefully they'll return him to me tomorrow with all his hair unpulled-out.

I guess that's enough to qualify as a post. Catch y'all in the comments sections! ;)

WOOOO!

Mar. 31st, 2009 03:18 pm
WOOOO!

I'd missed a call on my cell last night from Arizona, but there wasn't a voicemail message and I didn't recognize the number; I figured if it was important they'd call back.

I got another call just now and it turns out it was my brother's phone. It was good news!

I'm gonna be an uncle!!!

WOOOO!

My sister-in-law is due sometime around November. Guess we're gonna have to plan a trip out there this winter after all. :D
Ugh.

I spent all day long working on graphics for a presentation to the Trustees of the University -- graphics that the Provost's office wanted, and then didn't want, and then suddenly decided they did want after all, but needed by Monday. I couldn't find decent pictures to save my life, and then when I did find them, couldn't figure out how to get the text to look good on them. It took all of my day except the 20 minutes I grabbed for lunch.

Unfortunately in the rush to get that job completed I completely forgot about another job I'd agreed to do for an event that's happening tomorrow. I got an email this evening asking what was up with it, which reminded me, so I spent the last two hours designing that on my out-of-date software here at home. Luckily they're willing to do the printing, copying and folding on this one themselves, so I don't have to go in tomorrow and produce them.

In between all that, we went to visit my mother-in-law in the hospital; she was admitted Wednesday and has an infection that will probably keep her there for a few more. She seemed in good spirits (yay morphine!) so that wasn't a big damper on the night. We ordered some broasted chicken platters and now I can finally relax a little. *zzzz*
So tired.

This weekend has been an emotional rollercoaster and I'm glad there shouldn't be anything else to get worked up over before we head home -- other than the usual goodbye sadness.

We flew in to Phoenix on Thursday evening, and my mom was waiting there to take us up to Flagstaff. Friday morning my parents made the difficult decision to have Jake, their 12-year-old chocolate lab, put to sleep; he was full of cancer and it was painful to watch him trying to breathe. They were having a hard time deciding to do it but it really was the best thing for him. I helped my dad bury him in the garden in their back yard, and I was OK until Dad started crying... but that set me off.

Then of course it was time to get our stuff together and move the whole show out to Mormon Lake for my sister's impending wedding. We checked into our tiny, tiny cabin and eventually got the rehearsal underway. Afterwards we had dinner at the lodge there and I had one of the two best steaks I have ever had. Yum.

On our way back to our cabin, Ron and I ended up spending about half an hour with our necks craned up looking at the sky, because the stars were amazing. I have never seen them so brilliant, not even in places with less light. I'm not sure what was up Friday night but they were simply awe-inspiring. You could see the Milky Way clearly but I couldn't find any constellations because all the stars were too bright to make any of them out. There were also a lot of meteoric activity; I made lots of wishes on falling stars.

Saturday was pretty boring up until around 2pm. The photographer was late, and only showed up just as we were getting ready to start. The wedding went off beautifully though -- I managed to get through the entire service without crying. I only wavered a little when my sister started crying two lines into her vows, but I got a hold of myself in time. I got a little panicked on page 5 of the seven-page script I was working from, because it had zoomed by so fast I was afraid I'd missed a page! I didn't though; everything got done and now my sister is Mrs. Yarbrough.

After the zillion pictures and the signing of the license, the reception really was a nice relaxing party. The food wasn't bad and it looked like everyone had a good time.

By 10:00 the only ones left in the hall were the die-hards, mostly my family, so we adjourned to the redneck saloon across the way. After we got my sister (still in her gown and veil) out of the way of the big knock-down drag-out bar brawl one of their friends instigated, we all decided it had been a full enough day and put ourselves to bed.

Now we're back in Flag, I'm sitting here trying not to fall asleep from exhaustion while they're in watching the Cards game. Maybe I will take a nap after all...
I called my sister last night and let her know I would be honored to officiate at their wedding. She's going to write the ceremony; my mom said she wrote her fiance's sister's wedding and it was beautiful, so I'll rest assured that it will be a lovely liturgy.

I called my mom afterwards and got caught up with her too. She says that while it's a little "weird" she doesn't mind "as long as it's legal." It turns out neither of my sisters are on good terms with my family's church right now, a development which allows me to breathe a small and subversive sigh of relief. It also sounds like my mom is getting more and more fed up with the way the church is going about trying to get them back -- because what she describes as "hounding them to death and [using] threats of expulsion" always work really well for that. It sure got me back in the pews when they did it to me -- oh, wait, no, that was when I came out and converted to Wicca. Way to go, Mt. Calvary!

lub dub

May. 16th, 2006 10:07 am
Ron's mom's been back in the hospital since last Wednesday; she collapsed at home and fell on her cane. She hadn't been doing well since her last hospital stint back in March, so we were glad to have her back under the watchful eyes of the nurses even if she hates being in there. We're even gladder now -- they've discovered a heart blockage. They're going to be trying to build up her strength until Thursday or Friday, then transferring her to Hahnemann University Hospital for surgery. They have a huge cardiac catheterization center there, so I kinda suspect that's how they're planning to treat her. Prayers/well wishes/good vibes/happy trees for Jean and for Ron would be highly appreciated!

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