Baby D Is A....

Immediately upon entering the ultrasound room today, our technician asked if we wanted to know our baby's gender. Since we have a plethora of paint colors in our basement and would prefer to stay away from the rainbow scheme, we told her yes.

After locating the heart, legs, arms, nose, lips, kidneys and down the rest of the extensive list, our techinician came to a conclusion. There was one part missing... Looks like Rog will be grossly outnumbered come January!

Cast Your Votes...

In anticipation for Tuesday, we're taking a non-scientific poll as to the gender of Baby D.

Here's what we have so far ...
Heather - girl
Rog - girl but fingers crossed for a boy
Mom - boy
Larry - girl
Sperlo - girl
Terri S. - boy
The 3 school secretarys - boy

Bizarre Randomness

So I'm sorting through some of the unfiled photos on our computer today, Aug. 23 (welcome Bella), and ran across one that I totally forogot even existed.

This was taken exactly three years ago, 8/23/05, at Salman Scout Camp - located just north of Waveland and Kiln, MS. A few days before the season-opening tournament, the soccer team and staff went to the camp for a day of team building on the ropes course. This was, by far, the hottest day I've experienced in my life. The high was in the upper 90s with 700% humidity ... and we were in the middle of the woods with zero air circulation. Plus there was a small storm brewing in the Gulf.

Despite everyone dropping about 10 pounds due to the heat, this was an awesome trip and a great way to really get to know some of the players. Too bad I only actually got to see them play one official game that season ... damn storm!

The camp we were at took a pretty good shot from the storm five days after we were there, but thanks to the hard work of guys like Mr. Weaver and Crawfish, opened up again the next summer.

Last Ride in Old Blue

While we were at my cousin's wedding a few weekends ago, we (Larry) noticed a huge sale going on at a Nissan dealer down the street from our hotel - huge as in five figures off the MSRP huge. Since my lease is up on my Pathfinder roughly 2 weeks after Baby D's scheduled arrival, we'd already talked with our Nissasn guy about the "right" time to break the lease.

That time was apparently last Tuesday when I took Old Blue out for my last ride, trading up to a newer version. Basically it's the same thing in charcoal gray with running boards, and buying instead of leasing. Deals were so good that Rog traded the truck he bought last year for the same color and model, but a year newer and 4x4 ... for only $20 more a month. Not bad!

Wedding Weekend

Last weekend we took advantage of Rog's schedule, tacking on an extra day to a long weekend to visit some of our family and friends during our trip to Arlington Heights for my cousin's wedding.

I had a conference on Thursday and Friday, which at the time sounded like a great idea to be out of the office for three days (that was until I came back on Tuesday). After skipping out a bit early on Friday afternoon, Rog and I dropped off Dream at the sitter and swung by the hospital to meet the twins. We also had another stop to make down the hall to see our friends Lori and Paul who had their son Liam on Friday morning. Liam was gettting a lung treatment while we were there so still no official meeting or pics of him. After a quick visit with the proud sets of parents it was off to the airport ...

Saturday's wedding was nice, but I have to admit that you get an entirely different perspective on things when you're one of the few people not drinking. Judging by the way Rog was tearing it up at the reception and how he was feeling the next morning, I think he had enough for both of us :).

We were lucky enough to be in town on the same weekend Kristy and Graham were having a barbeque to celebrate Graham's graduation. With everyone's kids running around, it really made us wonder if we're ready for what lies ahead - can't really turn back now! All joking aside, it was great to see the Brown, Morales and Graske clans again.

When we left late Monday afternoon, a bank sign on the way to Midway said 77. As we were approaching St. Louis, the pilot announced that we had eclipsed the century mark - 100 degrees and some unbelievable humidity. How is that much of a swing possible?!?!

Jon, Caroline, Lane and Erica (she probably won't like this one, but oh well!)

Kristen and Mike's wedding

Mr. & Mrs. Lupa

Mom and Rog bust a move

Payton, Becky, Cole, Kristy and Graham at the non-graduation party

Mia gives Rog some practice in entertaining a little girl