My middle sister gave birth to identical twin girls this afternoon. At just under 36 weeks, both girls weigh close to five pounds and are healthy little cherubs. Sis and her hubby are thrilled (of course, the morphine pump helps, given the major abdominal surgery necessary to bring said babes into the light). I’m thrilled that I’m done with the whole birthing/newborn/life-changing/sleep-deprived intensity–and I’m happy my sister has begun the never-ending journey of motherhood.
In other exciting news, Chad, Lord of the Pants, (www.tempermentalblender.blogspot.com) has agreed to become my personal weaponry technical advisor. He has tackled this challenging (and underpaid) position by writing me a long dissertation on tasers (not stun guns, you dumb suburban housewife, TASERS). So, everyone go to Chad’s blog and thank him for me (and check out how cute he was when he was eight).
Since the Chekhov’s Gun post invoked such an interesting discussion, I’ll try to post further thoughts on tasers, once I’ve had a chance to absorb and digest the large amount of fascinating detail that Chad tossed my direction.
One reason blogging is so addictive is that one can meet and learn from such interesting folks.
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Chad, Lord of the Pants is very nice for assisting you with the TASERS, however, is he Lord of the pants or Lord of the temperamental blender? He needs to decide, when people are divided they tend to be easily conquered.
Congratulations on the new arrivals. I do not envy your sister though. I, like you, am very done with that whole stage.
i like the “stun guns” reference better. “tasers” sounds too much liker “taters” and then it reminds me of tater tots, and i wonder if i should be eating them, throwing them, or dropping them in a vat of hot oil.
with a stun gun, i would never want to do those things.
Ah, but just think how many of us responded with understanding when you mentioned stun guns. We knew exactly what you meant. What does that say about us I wonder? Tasers sound like something you buy in a crinkly bag and eat on the sly because they’re purported to have zero calories if no one witnesses your consumption. Oh I know that’s what they’re called but… ~;^)
Whoops, I just read the comment before mine. I didn’t plagerize, I swear… I hadn’t read them, thinking to do so afterwards. It’s a new routine of mine…to write, then look. I forgot too many things the other way. Alas, I am chastised properly. And speaking of forgetting, I forgot to say congratulations, new auntie…and to the new mom and pop too! ~:^)
Congratulations, Auntie!! I’m glad both were so healthy and all is well! Congrats to the parents too!
Glad to hear the twins arrived safe and sound. I need to get the chapters that you have released for preview. I don’t think I’ve read anything after chapter 1.
Thanks for all the well wishes.
Foxy and Jes (Jes, you are so damn funny) I agree–stun gun is the better civilian word (I’m grilling Chad about usage). But, the way this thing works is vastly different from what I imagined–and fascinating. More to come on guns soon–stun, dart, and otherwise, from this wacko pacifist writer.
Beth,
I haven’t re-edited Chapter Two yet, but will get more of the novel to you soon. Chapters 3-5 are going through Critters this week.
congrats on the new neices!!!
Whenever I think of tater tots I now picture Napoleon Dynamite stuffing them into that little pocket he had on his pants.
Congratulations Edgy Mama!
I would give you a real big hug, but you wont be able to breath, so I’ll give it to you hear.
((((((HUGS))))))
I’ve learned alot and met alot of interesting people since I started blogging, like you, Jay Leno, George Bush aka Chimp, and T. Cruise, whoever he is.
I know Chad. Trust me, he was MUUUCH cuter when he was eight… Some where around thirteen it all went down hill.