The day before the day of Mexico

Had a great time last night getting married and an excellent dinner at Berryhill afterwards.

Today, we’re both doing our best trying to get through work. Seems like it’s the end of the world just because you’re taking the first real vacation in 10 or so years. I’ll bring my laptop, but I don’t think I’ll be allowed to use it much.

C took tomorrow off to do final errands, I’ve got to work tomorrow to get through as much work as I possibly can before starting to pack tomorrow night. She’s currently at the dr without me, and I wish I was there with her.

edit: Cause I can’t spell

Wedding Day #1 Pictures

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Wedding Day #1!

Today we’re getting married legally so that we don’t have to get married in Mexico with all the hassle that comes with that.

Lots of work done all morning, but I did get to sleep in until 9 after having worked until 2-something am this morning.

The only decision I want to make between now and 4:30 is what shirt to wear.

Been out buying flowers for C to have, and (hopefully she won’t read this before the wedding) I’ve set up so that M&S will meet us there and then go out and have dinner afterwards as a surprise.

Naming Elvis

Part of me thinks that once you see your baby, you’ll know the name you want to give them. We’re thinking about Dylan/Alexander Magnus or Emma Madeleine. Dylan Magnus is starting to grow on me. Oddly, it was much easier to come up with girl name than boy name. Thankfully, with Beverly Hills 90210 being so old, nobody should remember it to make fun of him in school. Then again, my kid would beat up any kid that tries to make fun of him. So there.

(I kid. A little bit. Mostly. Maybe not.)

Thankfully, the weekend is over

A weekend that was pretty much:

Work – Work – Work – Bachelor Party – Hangover – Work – Work.

I also got a haircut.

Whine here.

Worked until 9am this morning. Got up at 1pm. Now to the point where I could go to sleep by just closing my eyes, but we have at least another 12-16 hours to go of work.

If we're lucky.

Elvis is growing!

For some reason reading the Swedish web sites calms me down a lot.

Mice rule the planet

(that would be obscure geek-reference #1 of this blog. Bonus points if you know the answer and post it in the comments)

Tests on Mice shows that becoming a dad changes…mice.

"No one can deny that becoming a dad is a life-changing experience. And despite an increase in sleepless nights and newly acquired diaper-changing duties, most would agree that it's a deeply enriching and positive one."

I, for one, can't wait

Not sleeping

Big. BIG deadline for work tomorrow morning. I anticipate zero sleep tonight. 

Sleeping

Went to bed last night and wanted to read myself to sleep, but the light made it hard for C to fall back asleep, so I moved out to the couch. After getting tired enough to fall asleep, I made the silly decision to stay on the couch and sleep there. 

Until I woke up at 3am or so with a backache. Note to self: Living room couch = not comfortable.