Let It Snow

You know what the best thing about working closer to home is? I'm not afraid of snow anymore. The fact that a 15 minute jaunt becomes a half hour drive rather than an hour commute turns into a 2 hour commute would come in a very close second.

So, given the incredible amount of snow that has been dumped on us in the last 3 hours and the promise of many more inches, can I just say--one more time--that getting laid off back in June was one of the absolute best things to ever happen to me? Seriously, if they hadn't closed up shop, not only would I be working for a company that made me miserable AND paid me less, but I would also still be sitting in traffic for another hour from now? Losing my job wasn't tragic...it was a miracle!

Ringing in the New Year

If I had to choose just one word to describe what the holidays were like in the Keenan household my word would be peaceful, and a peaceful holiday season was exactly what Jon and I were after when facing the reality that this would be our last Christmas and New Year celebration as simply Jon and Kate. I don't want that statement to be misconstrued at all, especially not if you think we're at all disappointed at the notion that this was our last holiday season as just the two of us. I think I speak for us both when I say that nothing is more exciting than the idea of having a new little person to celebrate with and that life--especially during the holidays--will be that much more exciting because of the addition. What I mean to say is, since we have met our final months as just husband and wife and soon take on the additional titles of father and mother, why not relish in it? Why not spend it doing exactly what we as a couple have gotten to enjoy so much in the near 11 years we've been together: enjoying each others company. So, we took a nice long nap together in the middle of Christmas Day, and we didn't throw a single party, although we attended many.

Now that the holidays are over my mind is centering more and more around the baby's arrival. It was almost as if the moment January 1st hit I realized we didn't even have a place for him to sleep. I remember that time, months ago, when I accused Jon of expecting the baby to sleep on a blanket in the corner because he didn't want to spend the money on the crib bedding I'd selected and here I was, a little over 2 months away from my due date, and the new bedding I fought so hard for was still tucked away neatly in plastic packaging. At least this setback was rectified Monday night when Jon put the crib together. At the very least, our baby has a place to sleep. But my mind is moving at 100 miles per hour making mental lists of the millions of things I've yet to do and the very little time I have to do it. I'm pretty sure this where I get to say...let the nesting begin.