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Wednesday, February 21, 2007
First things first. We have a little more Etta news. She was about 10.5 inches at birth. One might think that's tiny until I tell you she weighed 14.4 oz. It's hard to wrap your head around that, but my brother came up with a good analogy to help out. He told his girls that they were about the same size as a smallmouth bass when they were born. Etta on the other hand, was the size of a good sized brook trout. She was prettier than most fish though, so we have that going for us.
She really was beautiful and I miss her.
In other medical news, as it turns out I am somewhat of a medical miracle. Picture this: it's a nice social gathering. The entire family got together to celebrate Mike's birthday, and there was food and wine and martinis. My mom had a couple martinis, and a long lost secret came out. It turns out that she had her tubes tied a full year before she was pregnant with me. Somehow I got through. The Moore men are very virile.
And it's that time again...Lent...March Madness, whatever you want to call it. And I know it is tempting people, but please do not tell me about giving up french fries for Lent unless you're using that denial as a way to come closer to God and to investigate and celebrate your faith. If you're giving up french fries to give up french fries call it what it is. It means you couldn't stick to your New Year's resolutions, and you're giving them another shot.
In final news, he's back. I have my theories about what he's been doing since he's been gone, and for the sake of this guy, I'll tell you about them soon. Not today though as it is late, and I am tired, and I taped the episode "Once More With Feeling" this morning on FX and am going to watch that instead.
If you understand what I taped this morning, don't worry about it. Embrace your inner geek.
Craig @ 9:16 PM
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