I’m constantly adding websites to my bookmarks (“favorites” for the nine of you still using Internet Explorer). And of course, I’m constantly removing bookmarks as well. Now I have a new reason to delete bookmarks: websites that are “un-designing” themselves. What do I mean by that? Every website goes through changes over the years, most[...]
I’m doing multiple posts today, so feel free to check my last one before reading this one. A gripe: I just saw a Wendy’s commercial. A guy was sitting in his crappy apartment & complaining that he only had “a buck.” His friend says, happily, “That’s MORE than enough, dude!” And he goes on to[...]
Pet Peeve #243: When someone tells me I HAVE to do a certain thing, when I know for a fact that I don’t have to, that there’s no requirement. “You have to see (a certain movie).” “You can’t wear that shirt with those pants.” “You have to shop at (a certain store).”
I read on a blog where some 15-year-old kid called a particular band “the greatest band ever.” Doesn’t that seem a little idiotic? When the truth is that The Bloodhound Gang is the greatest band ever. (Ha! That was a joke. To quote Good Will Hunting, “I was being ironical.”) The BTK murderer pleaded guilty[...]
First, I should apologize. I didn’t mean that the Sasakwa yearbook sponsor was holding out on me by not paying for the photo CD. I’m sure she forgot, in the rush to the end of the school year. I was just trying to get the word out. Shay-la says she’ll email the lady for me.[...]
1. Electrical devices that require a “proprietary” battery type. (Like digital cameras.) It’s infuriating to shop for a new camera, and learn that every single kind of camera requires a different kind/size/type of rechargeable battery. At first, being incredibly naive, I thought the camera-makers were just not thinking. Then I realized that they can make[...]
Nobody should take me too seriously, when I’m bitching about random subjects in this journal. They’re just little pet peeves, and I have to air them out a little. But I’m not a bitcher or whiner, most of the time. There’s too much to enjoy, too much to see, hear, taste, smell and feel, in[...]
➤ A couple of nights ago, Rebecca woke up crying about 2 a.m. My wife heard it, rushed in. RLF said she needed to go to the bathroom. MF took her; RLF did. Then RLF went back to sleep. (I didn’t wake up. Noises will prevent me from falling asleep, but very little will wake[...]
After a cooler than average spring, yesterday was the hottest day of the year (high: 92°F) until today’s record high of 96°F. Had a pretty good day with Rebecca (scroll down for photos).
Rebecca did well with potty again today — still working on #2. After an early, short, and surprising nap (she put herself down at 11:50 for just an hour), much of the afternoon was full of fussing and craziness. I got a new debit card today, to replace the old one that was cracking and[...]
(Copyright © 2013 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.) Today, Rebecca — for the first time — went to the bathroom somewhere besides our house.
(Copyright © 2013 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.)
A few days ago, we passed what I’ve jokingly called “the Rebecca threshold” with our Benjamin pregnancy. She was born about 7 weeks before her due date. As of May 10, we passed that point in the current pregnancy. My wife’s at 34 weeks as of today, and about nine pounds lighter than she was[...]
(Copyright © 2013 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.)
Rebecca woke with a dry diaper this morning and kept her panties dry all day, using her potty correctly all day. We spent the day shifting from (1) us asking if she needed to go to (2) her telling us when she needed to go. And, after three days of holding it, she went #2[...]
Rebecca kept her diaper dry all morning, while MF was at work, and then wore panties the rest of the day, keeping them dry too. She even surprised us by staying dry during a supper trip to Dairy Queen (she had requested an ice cream cone). We put a diaper on her for the trip[...]
Big Milestone: Rebecca is now Three Feet Tall. Not quite tall enough for the WNBA, but on her way. She also crossed the 27-pound threshold for the first time (that we know of; we haven’t weighed her in a while). She’s 2.58 years (31 months) old. Compared to me: My mother didn’t record my height[...]
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