Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
So
A Rand Paul staffer curb stomped a woman's head yesterday and Mr. Paul issued the world's most half-assed apology. "It was an unusual situation to have both sides jockying back and forth and it wasn't a situation I liked."
No. You know what you say there? You say, "No one, regardless of what they believe or who they support deserves that kind of treatment. Everyone has the right to protest peacefully and safely without fear of being assaulted or attacked. The attack on Ms. Whoever was thuggish and uncalled for and this campaign and I personally want to apologize to her for Mr. Whoever's actions. He is no longer part of our campaign".
You don't try to explain it. You don't say that she was there as part of some political stunt. You know what? It doesn't matter. She was excercising her right to free speech and freedom of assembly. For a poster-boy of a movement that supposedly elevates the rights of individuals over all else, Rand Paul certainly seems to be ascribing to the major party "rights only apply to those who agree with me" mentality.
After the whole "aqua buddha" catastrophe I was considering a write-in candidate for Senate. But now? Definitely voting for Conway. Paul is a sniveling weasel of a man. I'd rather have geriatric Bunning or conniving McConnell any day over a guy who apparently things assault on women by his campaign staff is merely "unusual".
Jackass.
No. You know what you say there? You say, "No one, regardless of what they believe or who they support deserves that kind of treatment. Everyone has the right to protest peacefully and safely without fear of being assaulted or attacked. The attack on Ms. Whoever was thuggish and uncalled for and this campaign and I personally want to apologize to her for Mr. Whoever's actions. He is no longer part of our campaign".
You don't try to explain it. You don't say that she was there as part of some political stunt. You know what? It doesn't matter. She was excercising her right to free speech and freedom of assembly. For a poster-boy of a movement that supposedly elevates the rights of individuals over all else, Rand Paul certainly seems to be ascribing to the major party "rights only apply to those who agree with me" mentality.
After the whole "aqua buddha" catastrophe I was considering a write-in candidate for Senate. But now? Definitely voting for Conway. Paul is a sniveling weasel of a man. I'd rather have geriatric Bunning or conniving McConnell any day over a guy who apparently things assault on women by his campaign staff is merely "unusual".
Jackass.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
I suck
At blogging. I think this shall be my semi-private (as in, no one reads this and I don't care either way) blog. Its nice to write with a theoretical (rather than actual) audience. Hello, vast internet of possible readers! Hello, future me! I'm assuming future me is the only one who will really read this.
I watched Rachel Maddow for the first time in a long time today. That must be why I feel like writing. I'm feeling politically oriented. Melissa Harris-Perry (formerly Harris-Lacewell) was on tonight talking about the particularly nasty and racially-oriented political discourse this election cycle. She always makes what feels like a dire situation more hopeful. "Its hard to hear above all this noise, but I think what we're hearing is the death rattle of American racism". What a nice thought.
Tomorrow is "spirit day" in honor of all the gay teens suffering from abuse and discrimination. The color is purple. So, I'm wearing purple tomorrow. And I will listen to Gogol Bordello. And I will hope that the uptick in violence against gay teens is the death rattle of American homophobia.
The courts have forced the federal government to cease implementation of DADT. The world has not crashed in around us. This has to be a good sign.
Ana Marie Cox was also on Maddow (my favorites! all in one night!). She talked about that crazy lady who doesn't believe in separation of church and state. Christine O'Donnell. I think. Something like that. She (Cox) referred to her (O'Donnell) as "baby-Palin". My reaction, out loud, alone in my living room was, "not another one!". It's at times like this I miss George Bush. At least he had the common decency to, on the day after 9-11, to go to a Mosque and eventually proclaim that we were at war with Al-Qaeda, not Islam.
Maybe this anti-mosque movement is the death rattle of American Islamophobia.
Maybe I'll move to Canada. Or Fiji.
I watched Rachel Maddow for the first time in a long time today. That must be why I feel like writing. I'm feeling politically oriented. Melissa Harris-Perry (formerly Harris-Lacewell) was on tonight talking about the particularly nasty and racially-oriented political discourse this election cycle. She always makes what feels like a dire situation more hopeful. "Its hard to hear above all this noise, but I think what we're hearing is the death rattle of American racism". What a nice thought.
Tomorrow is "spirit day" in honor of all the gay teens suffering from abuse and discrimination. The color is purple. So, I'm wearing purple tomorrow. And I will listen to Gogol Bordello. And I will hope that the uptick in violence against gay teens is the death rattle of American homophobia.
The courts have forced the federal government to cease implementation of DADT. The world has not crashed in around us. This has to be a good sign.
Ana Marie Cox was also on Maddow (my favorites! all in one night!). She talked about that crazy lady who doesn't believe in separation of church and state. Christine O'Donnell. I think. Something like that. She (Cox) referred to her (O'Donnell) as "baby-Palin". My reaction, out loud, alone in my living room was, "not another one!". It's at times like this I miss George Bush. At least he had the common decency to, on the day after 9-11, to go to a Mosque and eventually proclaim that we were at war with Al-Qaeda, not Islam.
Maybe this anti-mosque movement is the death rattle of American Islamophobia.
Maybe I'll move to Canada. Or Fiji.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Stuff no one is interested in but I feel like writing about anyway
I had the longest day at work today. I think for the last 2 hours of it I just stared at my computer screen, I was so tired. I normally like my 10 hour days, but today I was pretty useless after the first 8.
It started out with the mystery of "Why is someone else's letter scanned into my case file and where did MY letter go?" Not thrilling, but I needed answers. I was seriously concerned that the mayor of Lynch, KY (I shit you not) got a letter intended for some random gas station. Turns out that all was well. He called me to tell me his mom's dying (there's always a dead relative lurking in the shadows in this job) and needs to reschedule our meeting. If I had a nickel...
So then I had to track down a missing check. The attorney for this case SWEARS they sent it in, but we do not have it. There was much hand wringing. I told them to just cancel the check and send us a new one. Seemed simple to me, but that's bureaucracy for you.
Umm, what else? A random pointless meeting to update us on stuff we could look up for ourselves, rescheduling of the afore mentioned meeting with Lynch, dealing with an upset citizen who's afraid she's getting black lung from a mine I used to have an open case on. Dealing with our regional office and mining's regional office to get one of them to actually do something about the coal ash all over this lady's house. Technical mysteries with data issues between our database and EPA's database and the software we use to report from ours to theirs.
What did I really want to do today? Start on the six new cases I got yesterday (it never ends!) and schedule some conferences.
Blah. I like my job and most days I have the luxury of dealing with whatever I feel like dealing with that day, which is nice. Today was just one of those days when everything happens all at once.
In less stress-y news, I am kicking ass in my family bracket challenge. Because I know all.
The end.
It started out with the mystery of "Why is someone else's letter scanned into my case file and where did MY letter go?" Not thrilling, but I needed answers. I was seriously concerned that the mayor of Lynch, KY (I shit you not) got a letter intended for some random gas station. Turns out that all was well. He called me to tell me his mom's dying (there's always a dead relative lurking in the shadows in this job) and needs to reschedule our meeting. If I had a nickel...
So then I had to track down a missing check. The attorney for this case SWEARS they sent it in, but we do not have it. There was much hand wringing. I told them to just cancel the check and send us a new one. Seemed simple to me, but that's bureaucracy for you.
Umm, what else? A random pointless meeting to update us on stuff we could look up for ourselves, rescheduling of the afore mentioned meeting with Lynch, dealing with an upset citizen who's afraid she's getting black lung from a mine I used to have an open case on. Dealing with our regional office and mining's regional office to get one of them to actually do something about the coal ash all over this lady's house. Technical mysteries with data issues between our database and EPA's database and the software we use to report from ours to theirs.
What did I really want to do today? Start on the six new cases I got yesterday (it never ends!) and schedule some conferences.
Blah. I like my job and most days I have the luxury of dealing with whatever I feel like dealing with that day, which is nice. Today was just one of those days when everything happens all at once.
In less stress-y news, I am kicking ass in my family bracket challenge. Because I know all.
The end.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Hey ya.
So... Not a lot new beyond more wedding stuff. And some minor family drama which I don't really feel like getting into. But everything's rolling along pretty smoothly. I kind of thought I would have some horror stories about my future in-laws, or my co-workers or whatever and their reactions to our quasi-non-traditional nuptials, but people have been cool so far. Color me pleasantly surprised.
I guess the other thing consuming my non-work and non-wedding time is looking at houses. We're not QUITE ready yet, but we hope to be able to buy something to move into right around the time we get married. My lease is up in August, so it would be good to not have to renew. We shall see. And we need a new car. But that will have to come after house-buying due to credit and debt-to-income ratio strategy. I've got a plan! I'm lucky, Jimmy's cool with letting me do my thing.
I never know how to end these things.
I guess the other thing consuming my non-work and non-wedding time is looking at houses. We're not QUITE ready yet, but we hope to be able to buy something to move into right around the time we get married. My lease is up in August, so it would be good to not have to renew. We shall see. And we need a new car. But that will have to come after house-buying due to credit and debt-to-income ratio strategy. I've got a plan! I'm lucky, Jimmy's cool with letting me do my thing.
I never know how to end these things.
Monday, February 2, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
I am not a planner.
Some people are amazing planners. Me, not so much. I'm good at the whole conceptual part of planning but I'm awful at the practical making-it-happen part. Which is why I'm a good month or so behind on meeting caterers. But we have three appointments now, so thats underway. And I've narrowed photographers down to three choices, so we need to meet with them. thats next. And I ordered save the date magnets! Yay! And we got our request in to Jimmy's mom's timeshare company for the honeymoon...
Huh. I'm actually kind of on top of this. For me.
In other news, we're going to see Wicked this week! We have fancy box-seats. I'm pretty excited. Jimmy's been working way too much, so it will be fun to have a date night. We went to the UK-Vandy game last weekend and went to the martini bar across the street from where we got engaged. This weekend, however, is a lazy d0-nothing weekend. I'm really enjoying it.
I'm off to make some blueberry muffins and the Sungergos coffee I picked up at Whole Foods! Hope everyone's year has been fabulous so far.
Later Days,
Laura
Huh. I'm actually kind of on top of this. For me.
In other news, we're going to see Wicked this week! We have fancy box-seats. I'm pretty excited. Jimmy's been working way too much, so it will be fun to have a date night. We went to the UK-Vandy game last weekend and went to the martini bar across the street from where we got engaged. This weekend, however, is a lazy d0-nothing weekend. I'm really enjoying it.
I'm off to make some blueberry muffins and the Sungergos coffee I picked up at Whole Foods! Hope everyone's year has been fabulous so far.
Later Days,
Laura
Sunday, January 4, 2009
2008
I'm not feeling particularly bloggy lately for some reason. But I think 2008 deserves a quick retrospective.
It was my first full year of being a real grown-up. My first full year of living completely on my own (in a manner of speaking). I moved to Shelbyville, into the first apartment I've really loved. I got engaged! and became obsessed with, then bored by wedding planning. I started saving for our first house and got my credit rating pretty high. I got approved for a raise, though I wont actually see it for another month or so. I spent more time hanging out with friends, which is fantastic. It helps living close to people. I saw my first UK game in Rupp Arena. I lost 20 pounds. The Columbus Crew won the MLS championship. I voted for my first presidential winner! Actually, I think I voted for my first winner at all, on the federal level. All in all, it was a pretty good year for me. I mean, the economy sucks and we're still at war and a lot of things are pretty uncertain. But I think I'll remember 2008 as a year of small victories.
It was my first full year of being a real grown-up. My first full year of living completely on my own (in a manner of speaking). I moved to Shelbyville, into the first apartment I've really loved. I got engaged! and became obsessed with, then bored by wedding planning. I started saving for our first house and got my credit rating pretty high. I got approved for a raise, though I wont actually see it for another month or so. I spent more time hanging out with friends, which is fantastic. It helps living close to people. I saw my first UK game in Rupp Arena. I lost 20 pounds. The Columbus Crew won the MLS championship. I voted for my first presidential winner! Actually, I think I voted for my first winner at all, on the federal level. All in all, it was a pretty good year for me. I mean, the economy sucks and we're still at war and a lot of things are pretty uncertain. But I think I'll remember 2008 as a year of small victories.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Uncertainty
I'm probably getting a raise. I almost hate saying that now. It feels gloat-y. I have a couple friends who have lost jobs, and another who is having trouble getting one to start with. I mean, I'm only getting 1% in an annual adjustment, but I'm getting a bump up to the next pay grade too, so thats another hundred or so a month. Not a lot, but I'm grateful for it.
I don't know. I mean, the governor could announce lay-offs tomorrow for all I know. But right now, things are ok. I'm getting married in 9 months. By then we'll have enough money to buy a house (assuming banks are lending!). I have a good job. I'm hopeful about Obama and the next 8 years. I have good insurance. I don't own a house and have no money in the stock market. Gas prices are actually going down.
But still. Does this economy make anyone else feel like it could all come crashing down at any moment?
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Happy
So. I'm done dealing with the layout, thank goodness. I can't believe I once considered a career as a programmer. I'm sick of HTML! Anyway. It is a happy day. (Kind of) premature congrats to Sasha! My belief is that an engagement is a promise, not a piece of jewelry. But if that promise happens to coincide with a gift of something shiny, who are we to complain?
But seriously folks. I'm not feeling especially long winded, so I'll save my rant about symbols vs. reality in relationships and how those things affect how relationships are viewed by others. For now, I'll just say I'm looking forward to having someone sane to commiserate with! Sasha, I hope you don't have to fight off a crazy portugese lady with a veil like I did.
Later Days,
Laura
But seriously folks. I'm not feeling especially long winded, so I'll save my rant about symbols vs. reality in relationships and how those things affect how relationships are viewed by others. For now, I'll just say I'm looking forward to having someone sane to commiserate with! Sasha, I hope you don't have to fight off a crazy portugese lady with a veil like I did.
Later Days,
Laura
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I never thought this day would come
Let me gloat for just a sec. WHOOOHOOO!!!!!!!!!
Ok. Done. All I can think about right now is waking up after election day four years ago completely heartbroken. Constitutional bans on gay marriage passed. Bush won. I was despondant. Hate and fear were productive campaign tactics. To be crass, it completely sucked. And now? I'm jubilant. There are a few ballot measures I'm still looking at, but I feel like hope and unity are more important to our country right now than oppression and moral elitism. I'm thrilled. More later, when I'm less emotional.
Later Days,
Laura
Ok. Done. All I can think about right now is waking up after election day four years ago completely heartbroken. Constitutional bans on gay marriage passed. Bush won. I was despondant. Hate and fear were productive campaign tactics. To be crass, it completely sucked. And now? I'm jubilant. There are a few ballot measures I'm still looking at, but I feel like hope and unity are more important to our country right now than oppression and moral elitism. I'm thrilled. More later, when I'm less emotional.
Later Days,
Laura
Monday, October 20, 2008
Being in a mutual responsible relationship is a dream, dream, dream
I have this jingle from a horrible commercial stuck in my head. It's for the "Rose Petal Cottage". The line I can't stop singing goes "I love when my laundry smells so clean. Taking care of my home is a dream, dream, dream." Need I mention that the commercial only shows girls and the cottage is in yellows, pinks and purples? This comes from the makers of the "lillypad castle" where a girl can "wait for her prince to come". Frog to kiss included. No joke.
Ack.
Ack.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
It's a good day, Tater.
So I've spent the day decorating/rearranging my apartment. It looks pretty fantastic. It doesn't have those typical apartment white walls; they're actually a pretty grey/blue.
The impetus for the whole shebang was getting my TV out of the bedroom. I put it in the 2nd bedroom/office and put the elliptical back there to get it out of the living room. Its especially nice because now I can have the TV on while on the computer. Futurama is on right now.
Side note: why aren't there any guys in cleaning supplies commercials? Besides the hapless husband/child archetype, of course. It bothers me. Jimmy does just as much cleaning as I do, typically. And neither of us particularly enjoys it. So, boo marketing. Maybe if TV actually portrayed men cleaning, societal opinion of cleaning as "women's work" would start to shift.
Anyway. TV is out of my bedroom, which is good. All my boxes are now unpacked or put away, which is great. AND I cashed in my points and am getting a new entertainment center and curtains! Ok, maybe I'm overly excited. But I like it when my place looks pretty.
In other news, I've switched to a four day workweek. It makes the days long, but I really like having a three day weekend. I'm running up to Florence a lot to do wedding stuff and help my mom decorate the basement. And I'm going up to Toledo a couple of times next month, so the extra weekend day is really useful. Yay state government!
Hey, did you see that Colin Powell endores Barack Obama? I always liked that guy. Except for the whole anthrax vial at the UN thing. But everyone makes mistakes.
Later Days,
Laura
The impetus for the whole shebang was getting my TV out of the bedroom. I put it in the 2nd bedroom/office and put the elliptical back there to get it out of the living room. Its especially nice because now I can have the TV on while on the computer. Futurama is on right now.
Side note: why aren't there any guys in cleaning supplies commercials? Besides the hapless husband/child archetype, of course. It bothers me. Jimmy does just as much cleaning as I do, typically. And neither of us particularly enjoys it. So, boo marketing. Maybe if TV actually portrayed men cleaning, societal opinion of cleaning as "women's work" would start to shift.
Anyway. TV is out of my bedroom, which is good. All my boxes are now unpacked or put away, which is great. AND I cashed in my points and am getting a new entertainment center and curtains! Ok, maybe I'm overly excited. But I like it when my place looks pretty.
In other news, I've switched to a four day workweek. It makes the days long, but I really like having a three day weekend. I'm running up to Florence a lot to do wedding stuff and help my mom decorate the basement. And I'm going up to Toledo a couple of times next month, so the extra weekend day is really useful. Yay state government!
Hey, did you see that Colin Powell endores Barack Obama? I always liked that guy. Except for the whole anthrax vial at the UN thing. But everyone makes mistakes.
Later Days,
Laura
Monday, October 13, 2008
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Only suckers own stocks
So, our economy is in the tanker. Never before have I been so glad that I don't actually have any investments. I mean, I would like to buy a house in approximately 10 months and the credit freeze may put a damper on that particular plan... But I work for the state, my job isn't going anywhere. And I do love my apartment, so if Jimmy and I have to sit tight, save our money, and keep on renting for a little bit after we're married, so be it.
Although, I have faith in the credit union. KY is like, 46th on the list of foreclosures, so we're doing ok. And because the Commonwealth Credit Union is only in KY, I feel good about it. No, really. I'm staying positive.
Next week I start my four day workweek. Yay! I'm going to be off Fridays, which is exciting because it will give me a normal workweek to do some wedding planning up in Cincinnati. We're starting the wedding dress search in a couple weeks. Sweet.
Wedding stuff is actually going along smoothly. We've got a working guest list. I have all the stationary-ness all designed and ready to be printed. We've put down a deposit on the venue. I have my officiant (dad) all lined up. I have a short list of caterers, florists and photographers to interview. We have a short list of resorts to give to Jimmy's mom so we can get the timeshare stuff squared away. Umm, what else? We've decided to hire a jazz trio for the reception, hopefully these guys Jimmy knew from Willis. Ceremony music is still up in the air, but we have a few different ideas. The ceremony itself is going to be pulled from the LBW. Dad, Jimmy and I need to sit down and iron out those details sometime in the next, oh, nine months or so.
Wedding planning is so easy for us non-perfectionists. I'm amazing at not sweating the small stuff, to use a pretty trite cliche. I'm sure dealing with vendors wont be the most fun thing in the world, but I'm actually a little excited to use the extensive negotiation training that I've been put through for work. Seriously. I've gotten really good at getting people to do what I want. Thanks, DENF!
Anyway. The daily show is almost on and I hope to see McCain's speech from Capital. Did you see that? I got to see McCain look stupid from my little alma mater over and over again all day. It was good.
Later Days,
Laura
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Why get married when you can just be a babysitter?
So I was flipping through one of those wedding magazines yesterday to look at the dresses and, for some unknown reason, I decided to read one of the articles. It was on "how to get him involved in the wedding planning". If I were a guy, I would be kind of offended. It was pretty funny, though. Partially because Jimmy really wants to be involved, but mostly because the article basically says that all guys are emotionally five and need to be tricked into caring about their wedding. These tricks including buying them a toy (or gadget) every time they cross something off their to-do list, tap into their competitive side by talking about how helpful your friends' husbands are, or by sneaking stuff in on the way to doing things they want to do. Kind of weird.
Anyway, moral of the story: Bridal magazines are dumb, but they have pretty dresses.
Anyway, moral of the story: Bridal magazines are dumb, but they have pretty dresses.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
I'm happy being me
I'm still trying to figure out what to say to people when the whole changing-last-name issue comes up in regard to my pending nuptials. (I'm getting tired of the word "wedding"). Sample conversation:
random person who clearly doesn't know me well: What will your name be after the wedding?
me: Laura Witt
rpwcdkmvw: Your fiance's last name is Witt?
me: No. I'm not changing my name.
rpwcdkmvw: why not?
me: The one I have right now still works.
rpwcdkmvw: What about your kids?
me: I don't have any kids.
Ok. While obviously, I'm hilarious, this gets pretty contentious pretty fast. And since this person doesn't know me well, I don't want to be too snarky.
So sample conversation #2:
random person who clearly doesn't know me well: What will your name be after the wedding?
me: Laura Witt. I'm not changing my name.
rpwcdkmvw: why not?
me: I think it comes from a long tradition of viewing women as property. And while, I know that Jimmy would never view me as property, the tradition still gives me the willies. I know a lot of women see it as a symbolic gesture of joining a new family and thats great for them. I think its a personal choice. For me, I'm always going to be a product of the Witt family, not the Stevenson family and I'm glad that Jimmy is comfortable enough in our relationship to not be threatened by the fact that our last names aren't the same. He know I love him and feel like his family but would never ask me to change something so fundamentally me as my name for sake of a tradition I'm uncomfortable with. And we both recognize the impracticality of hyphenation. So we're going to be married and committed and family, but in recognition of the fact that nothing changes about my history, life, experiences, or my relationship with my family when we get married, I'm keeping my name.
rpwcdkmvw: Wow, thats a really long explanation.
me: yeah, no kidding
rpwcdkmvw: What about your kids?
me: Well, kids aren't a given yet for us, but if we do choose to have them, we'll borrow a tradition from the Hispanic cultures and give them two last names. Or two middle names, however you want to look at it. Basically, the kids will have four names and informally they'll probably just go by their first and last ones. But, as they get old enough to choose what they want to be called, we'll support whatever they want. And since I prefer the aural aesthetics of Witt before Stevenson, it would Joe Bob Witt Stevenson, or whatever. And probably go by Joe Stevenson. Neither of us are so possessive that we care which name get used the most, but we both want both names on the birth certificate!
rpwcdkmvw: Oh I see. Well, I'm glad I ran into you on the way to work. I need to go eat lunch now.
So wordy, right? I need something short and sweet but not glib or harsh.
As soon as I figure out how to imbed videos, you will be treated to my favorite about Ms. Pacman. its amahzing.
Later Days,
Laura
random person who clearly doesn't know me well: What will your name be after the wedding?
me: Laura Witt
rpwcdkmvw: Your fiance's last name is Witt?
me: No. I'm not changing my name.
rpwcdkmvw: why not?
me: The one I have right now still works.
rpwcdkmvw: What about your kids?
me: I don't have any kids.
Ok. While obviously, I'm hilarious, this gets pretty contentious pretty fast. And since this person doesn't know me well, I don't want to be too snarky.
So sample conversation #2:
random person who clearly doesn't know me well: What will your name be after the wedding?
me: Laura Witt. I'm not changing my name.
rpwcdkmvw: why not?
me: I think it comes from a long tradition of viewing women as property. And while, I know that Jimmy would never view me as property, the tradition still gives me the willies. I know a lot of women see it as a symbolic gesture of joining a new family and thats great for them. I think its a personal choice. For me, I'm always going to be a product of the Witt family, not the Stevenson family and I'm glad that Jimmy is comfortable enough in our relationship to not be threatened by the fact that our last names aren't the same. He know I love him and feel like his family but would never ask me to change something so fundamentally me as my name for sake of a tradition I'm uncomfortable with. And we both recognize the impracticality of hyphenation. So we're going to be married and committed and family, but in recognition of the fact that nothing changes about my history, life, experiences, or my relationship with my family when we get married, I'm keeping my name.
rpwcdkmvw: Wow, thats a really long explanation.
me: yeah, no kidding
rpwcdkmvw: What about your kids?
me: Well, kids aren't a given yet for us, but if we do choose to have them, we'll borrow a tradition from the Hispanic cultures and give them two last names. Or two middle names, however you want to look at it. Basically, the kids will have four names and informally they'll probably just go by their first and last ones. But, as they get old enough to choose what they want to be called, we'll support whatever they want. And since I prefer the aural aesthetics of Witt before Stevenson, it would Joe Bob Witt Stevenson, or whatever. And probably go by Joe Stevenson. Neither of us are so possessive that we care which name get used the most, but we both want both names on the birth certificate!
rpwcdkmvw: Oh I see. Well, I'm glad I ran into you on the way to work. I need to go eat lunch now.
So wordy, right? I need something short and sweet but not glib or harsh.
As soon as I figure out how to imbed videos, you will be treated to my favorite about Ms. Pacman. its amahzing.
Later Days,
Laura
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