Eliot Spitzer

Just kidding, we don’t need to write about Eliot “Hey, money can’t buy me love, but it’ll buy me xes” Spitzer.  Instead we need to spend time talking about important things like the fact that I’ve been working a lot the last couple weeks.  There’s not much on my plate right now except:

  • Being a husband
  • Being a dad
  • Being a son-in-law (one set of in-laws in town now, and the other set & family will be here in two weeks)
  • Working many hours
  • Bible study preparation
  • Sunday school preparation
  • Breathing
  • Pretending to sleep

All of that aside I’m very glad to be where I am.  I’ve got an opportunity each moment to get some great stuff accomplished, learned or taught, but I just need to pace myself.

Jessica has done a phenominal job as a wife and mother.  It blows me away to continue to see her serve this family and various friends.  She’s just a huge blessing in my life.

The girls are striving to find our breaking points.  Abby is smart and at her parent teacher review last week the teacher had nothing but good things to say and strongly encouraged us as parents.  Evie has a tooth coming in and so she’s been a basket case.  Both of them together can go from playful banter about princess and ponies to behaving like ogers and dragons.

I had a bio-meridian test done two days ago at a specialists office and it looks like my body is beating up on the parasites and I’m very close to having them beaten and destroyed.  My immune system is weaker, but I’m taking supplements to get it hyped up so that I can begin eating like normal again.  I could sort of tell I was making progress because my body weight plateaued.

Anyway, that’s a short status update on things around here and I hope to get back to ‘normal’ by 2010.

Oh, and one more thing, Jessica turns thirty this month, so I have to figure out a birthday present.  She’s been dropping hints.  And by hints I mean explicit statements of what I will do with the birthday money 🙂

Sitting in the Waiting Room

My brain is still on vacation due to the last remaining strains of this cold I’ve had. After a week and a few days I had hoped I would be over this stupid thing. I somehow feel like its a side effect of running Windows or something. My anti-virus didn’t catch something.

Either way: we’re feeling somewhat better around here, its just that we’re not all better all the way. Evie and Abby will run and jump and play no matter what they feel like (other than the flu, which causes Evie to snuggle me just long enough to throw up on me), but they do sound mostly better. If all goes well they’ll be right as rain tomorrow and we’ll have to velcro them back up onto the wall in intervals to have things be quiet again 🙂

The Sickness: Part II

Tonight I got a new keyboard.  Its a new Apple Wireless thingy.  You see, I had to get a new one because the old one received the puke of a two year old.  I’m feeling sick, Jessica is feeling sick, Abby is feeling sick, and Evie is most definitely sick.  Even Kurt & Becky are under the weather.  The sickness is annoying to say the least.  We missed church, we missed being with some friends whom we wanted to see… but we didn’t miss going out to the grocery store to buy things that will hype us up so that we can feel half-awake instead of mostly dead.

I have to fly tomorrow morning (Monday) so I’m super-excited to spread germs, receive germs, and generally make those around me miserable or question the safety of my company.  The good thing is that this new keyboard should cause me great discomfort for a few days in the hands department so that at least most of me is funky instead of just one part.*

By the way, too much vitamin C is actually diarhea inducing.  I know this because in Jr. High I fed my friend too much vitamin C because he liked the ‘cherry’ flavor of the C I had.  Little did he know that his immune system would kill most anything with that boost, but the explosive gastro-intestinal boost would kill his chances of getting a girlfriend.  Sorry, Matt 🙂

*I’m used to an ergonomic keyboard and this is not, but since my laptop is also not ergo, its good to get used to the ‘old’ style as needed.

Temporarily No Room at the Peterman Inn

We’ve got company.  For around a month or so.   My sister and her great husband, Kurt, will be living with us for a bit while they prepare to move into their own place.  Times got out of whack and they couldn’t make it a simple one jump transition, but the Lord has blessed us with the space and we love to have them.

I’m helping them move stuff to a storage unit today and then we’ll discover the answer to the question we’ve been asking: did they get a big enough storage unit or not?  Because if they didn’t, we’ll have other issues – like moving the stuff a second time 🙂

WA, WA, WA, WA!

We’re leaving tomorrow (Tuesday) to go to Washington state.  We’re visiting one half of my in-laws (the mother & step-father-in-law half).  We’re having our second and a half Christmas.  The first was the day after Thanksgiving with Grandpa & Grandma Peer (the other other half of my in-laws), the second was on actual Christmas, and then on Friday I understanding we’re having our other half of Christmas in January.  What fun!

I suspect I shall not be getting a goat for someone else, but I’ll enjoy the time with family.  With luck I’ll also be able to see a friend from long ago, too.  He may be coming up to Portland to see us.  He was an usher in our wedding.  I hope he can make it and we can make it 🙂

Ta-ta for now!

2008 Birthday and Christmas Wishlist: Buy A Farm!

This year for my birthday and Christmas I would like to make a donation to World Vision to have a family, or families, gifted farm animals.  I sure could use some new pants, a new computer and things that I can afford myself on my birthday and at Christmas, but I’d rather open a card that says, “We got someone else a goat for you!”  I can’t milk a goat very fast, but there are plenty of families that could use a goat and would be able to milk it almost as fast as my dad used to be able to milk a cow.  But that’s another story.

You can look into donating animals to families at World Vision’s site here. Work with me this year to gift a farm animal, or partial ownership of a farm animal, to a third world family that could really use the help of an animal.

Sleeping in the Bed She Didn’t Make

Evie is getting big.  And by big I mean growing up, not fat.  You have to be careful how you talk about women because they can get sensitive about that kind of stuff.  Anyway, Evie is growing up and she’s outgrowing the crib/child’s bed that she’s been in since she was a newborn.  She’s two for goodness sake and I’d hate for her to go to college and tell other students, “My parents saved money by not buying me a new bed.”  So tonight Jessica and I went to the mattress store and ordered her a mattress.

She will be sleeping in a bed she won’t know how to make for a while, but its time she gets a bed that will last her for a while and one she can grow into.  I wanted to buy her an iBed, but Apple doesn’t make one.  I could buy her a Windows Imobile bed to help prevent sleep walking, but I’d hate to have it blue screen while she’s asleep and scare her.  There are open source alternatives, but since coding springs is hard and less fun than the foam the only project I could find had temporary code in place that simulated springs, but didn’t offer actual support.  Therefore I just bought a physical bed that serves the purpose and builds a foundation for her little body to grow in.

She’s getting so big, its kinda sad, but in a good, fatherly sort of way.  She’s also figured out that she can do things herself, the problem is that she hasn’t figured out which things those are so anything we try to do for her gets a fight because she wants to do it.  She’s a teenager about 11 years too soon.  But at least she doesn’t want us to do everything for her 🙂  Except make her bed, that is.

A [SIC] Letter to the Plubic

I just wanted to let you know that I’m only checking my personal email once or twice a day now.  I used to check it like a crack fiend, but decided that my time was worth more than that.  I want to read your emails, and I will, but I just thought I better let you know that they’re being read at a different interval than before.

Email is a great tool, and I make a living, in part, because of email – but I’m reading it about twice a day now: morning and evening.  If you don’t get a response soon enough give me a call.  The phone is still an instant interrupter 🙂