Brenda and I went to closing for our new house today. Everything went smoothly and an hour and a half later I left with the keys in my pocket. We're moving this weekend so I'll be a little scarce here. We're all obviously excited and a little anxious over the changes but it's all good. It's scheduled to rain this weekend but I don't give two shits about that. There will be plenty of friends and family to help and I expect all of it to be done in one day. Then comes the unpacking and moving around of furniture and for Brenda to notice what piece is missing. A new pie cabinet would look great right there - let's go antiquing! I can't wait (read I can wait).


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Scott Hardie | September 2, 2011
Congrats! It has to be a good feeling after all the planning and waiting. And you could have wound up trying to move last weekend, so what's a little rain tomorrow?

Jackie Mason | September 10, 2011
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Steve West | September 10, 2011
A host of friends and family made the furniture move easy. Verizon jerked me around a little but I finally got phone, cable and internet hooked up yesterday. Lauren got a new bed, graduating from twin to full. Olivia has adapted well, sleeping all night for several days in a row now. That's new from the old place where she got up in the middle of the night every other night at least. I'm exhausted but there is still so much to do. New patio door, new A/C unit, switching outlets from two- to three-prong, buying a lawn mower, winning the Rock Block tournament (Oh, yes - I'm still on that!), etc. Brenda has plans on a housewarming party. I just fed all those people and you want them to come back! Do I have to be here? I gotta take a nap.

Scott Hardie | September 10, 2011
winning the Rock Block tournament (Oh, yes - I'm still on that!)

Haha, yes, priorities. :-) Glad you're in and getting settled.


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I took the girls to a minor league baseball game last night. It was Autism Awareness night at the Bowie Baysox game which was the incentive for Brenda and I to go. The girls actually enjoyed the game for the first few innings but were more interested in the foods, carousel, moon bounce and face painting. Go »

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Recent conversation with Brenda: Brenda: (after observing me sucking in my stomach while standing on a scale) Ha! Me: What? Brenda: Sucking in your blubber won't help! Go »

Let Loose The Pigeons!

I got a phone call today from my Service Coordinator of Prince George's County officially welcoming me and my daughter, Olivia, into the Autism Waiver program - a state funded program intended for families with an autistic child offering funds for state approved services such as Aqua therapy, Occupational community trips, Speech therapy and even respite for Brenda and I. This has been a nine year wait since getting a diagnosis for Olivia at age 2. The waiting list is horrific. Go »

Thanksgiving Memories

This year, as I stood with my nephew staring at the turkey carcass following its carving, I shared with him an anecdote about Thanksgiving when I was his age. I grew up in a fairly poor household but we always had turkey for the holiday. But it was a bit of an extravagance for us so my mother was committed to getting everything the bird had to offer. Go »

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Last Thursday, Brenda and I went to the final preseason football game of the Washington Redskins. The game was less than meaningful (as is the nature of preseason football) because rarely do actual starters play in the final preseason game. But the tickets and parking were free (gift from a friend), and it gave Brenda and I an opportunity to have an evening for just the two of us, a rarity for most parents. Go »