My Thesis

I have been working on my thesis for 18 months. That's right you heard me 18 months. I think this month I will finally finish it, but I must say that I hate my thesis. Even a year ago I was fascinated by the topic, but now all I care about is getting my committee to accept it and let my defend it. It's sad really, the things I learned from doing my thesis are going to make me a better professor and researcher, but I may never read it again after I finally defend it. Anyways, that is all I have to say today.

Sleep

When do we go from not wanting to go to sleep, to wishing we could take naps again. I remember in high school being tired a lot, but I never really longed for a nap like I do now, or better yet a day where all I had to do was eat in between naps until it was time to go to bed..... ........ ........ ....... ....... ........ ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... hmmm that was a nice daydream, but back to business. Katrina and I are not morning people, the kids are though... well Lizzy likes to get up at 6, and though she usually wakes up screaming, or I guess she wakes us up screaming, she quickly wakes up and wants attention. My only real experience with the whole kids getting up in the morning thing before Lizzy was born were Christmases with the Washburns and watching Ephraim & Kimm and Seth & Tiff dealing with their kids. There are some great stories from those Christmases, like getting up to find Seth asleep on the couch next to Connor who is upside down and asleep and both watching a scary movie (I think it was a scary movie of some kind, it did have a big dinosaur in it and the kids kept talking to it, I think they were begging for mercy, I know I was). Or the year Josh and Caleb were sleeping on the floor between the beds that Ammon and I were using and Josh would wake us up every two hours asking for something (like the blanket that had slid down to his knees and the sippy cup that I went upstairs looking for and couldn't find only to have Josh show me he was sleeping on it when I came back downstairs, Ephraim thought it was funny when I told him the next day and now I finally understand what was so funny)

Anyway... wait what was the point of this post... oh yeah, the wonder that is sleep. Sleep is wasted on babies, but then according to Katrina, Lizzy + Sleeping = Katrina + Sanity. I can't complain though, I am at work or class and so when Lizzy is sleeping I don't know it. Katrina has to put Lizzy down for nap fully knowing that she won't get one (at least not all of the time), by the way I am totally fine with Katrina taking naps when Lizzy naps. I thought it was because I love her and frankly she deserved the nap, but my wiser older brother informed me that since we are now one, when she naps, I do too (well actually he said that when she wins, I do too, but I think that works for naps too... nap on Katrina, nap on).

Naps are good (though Katrina has since taught me that threes hours sleeping, even in the middle of the day, is not a nap, so they are not as great as they once were), but sleep, true 8-17 hours(yes I did sleep for 17 hours once in college, if you are good I might tell that story later) of night-time, curled up and warm sleep is one of the greatest things in the world. Another would be buying ice cream for Katrina, I always feel like a real hero (not like the silly ones on that show with the cheerleader) when I bring home ice cream.

I think that if I live to see a spaceship going to the Mars or Venus or deep space nine and Katrina has left for the celestial kingdom (she made me promise that she gets to go first, always has to win), I will sign up for a mission. Can you imagine months and months of sleeping..... ...... ...... ..... ... .... better than the first daydream. Anyway, I should go. I need to exercise if they are going to pick for that mission to Mars.

I can't let Katrina win!!!

It is probably really petty of me, but I can't stand that Katrina wins all the time. Katrina beats me in everything (except Guess Who?, still the champion baby), and frankly I am tired of it. Now, getting married to Katrina is probably the best thing that has ever happened to me (even better than the time I beat Seth at something... I don't remember what... but I am sure I did), and the only thing that would make it better was if I would win even close to 50% of the time.

The worst part is losing "discussions". I am generally acknowledged as the BIGGER talker of the two of us, but I think there are probably like 3 times in our marriage that I actually won a "discussion" (this is of course not counting the times she "let" me win). I have tried everything that I can think of to win, and nothing works. I even used her techniques for a little bit, but those were the worst losses of all. I went to the state finals in high school debate and I don't even stand a chance against Katrina. I just hope this isn't indicative of my future conversation with the kids.

Katrina just did again, just a moment ago. I am writing this blog and Frank (the man she teaches English to on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday) just came over (I know it is Thursday, this week he is coming Thursday and Friday) and noticed the pretty little flower that was in my hair (Katrina put it in my hair earlier and "forgot" to take it out). Now this really cool guy from Austria probably thinks I am girly man or something. ... Lost again....

Speaking of girly man... I am going to see Twilight on Saturday. No, I never read any of the books, I prefer to only waste 2 hours of my life instead of days. The worst part is that I will probably like the movie (Before you laugh, I will have you know it is genetic to like chick flicks in my family, all of my sisters do, my dad thinks the newest Pride and Prejudice is one of the best movies of all time and my older brothers went to see Ever After in the Theatres and LIKED it). So I can't really be blamed for liking movies that girls go to see because they want to cry (still don't understand that), because it is in my genes.

OK, I think this first post is now officially random enough that everyone that I invite to see it will never come back. If you do, I will try and keep you updated on me, Katrina and Some Kids... OK I really mean Lizzy (only the most adorable little girl in the known galaxy and probably some places in the Delta Quadrant as well), but I hoping this blog will last, so I figure I better include future progeny.