i tried, i really tried
Jan. 11th, 2007 01:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideFirst of all, I can't believe I didn't bring my laptop home. I will be seething about this for some time.
It snowed impressively here in Greenland. But I still wrapped myself up in 4500 layers and trundled down to the bus stop. And the bus drove past me. And then another was CENTRAL BASE. And then there was more waiting. And calling and whining to Jeff, who couldn't find any evidence that another bus would ever come. So I said, EFF THIS. I trundled back home (stopping at Safeway for firewood and soup) and am working from home. Jeff e-mailed me some documents I needed from his shiny network connection and I have Webmail. Yay for productivity.
Dear god it's cold out there. And sposed to get colder! Like in the teens. This is so not acceptable!! (Shut up everyone who lives someplace that is colder.)
So, now I am forced to stay home and curl up on the couch with a purring animal and a warm laptop.
Oh. Woe. Is. Me.
In other, and much more serious news: My SIL went into super early labor two nights ago. Like, 7 weeks early. They did their best to stop the contractions but it seemed like my nephew was just ready to come out. They transfered her to a hospital with a NICU and then, he apparently rolled over and went back to sleep. Happily he's fine, and mom is fine. I know it's not ideal for her to be trussed up in a bed just waiting, but they're hoping to keep him in utero as long as possible --maybe even a week. I can't believe he's coming out so soon, I haven't even finished knitting him booties or making him a quilt yet! I thought I had all kinds of time!
In any case, it was a terrifying start to the day yesterday and I was too afraid to do any Web research (because that way often lies hysteria). Jeff was wonderful. Without my asking, he did some Web research himself and when the information was found to be comforting, he shared it. Apparently while they will need to keep his preemie butt in the NICU for a week or so, kids are apparently born like 23 weeks early and still live to tell the tale.
I just want everything to be okay for them. They've had a rough few years, a miscarriage, and just general suckiness. Things need to be on the upward slope for them from now on.
God. I Just can't wait to meet him. He's going to be one beautiful baby because both my brother and my SIL are good looking people. And he is going to be LOVED. Oh, yes. (Jeff: "NO SMOTHERING!!")
My brother is going to come pick me up (because they're practically around the corner from me) so I can visit her in the hospital. It was really great to finally talk to her last night and hear that she's hanging in there.
If you can, please send them some good thoughts. They really deserve 'em.
It snowed impressively here in Greenland. But I still wrapped myself up in 4500 layers and trundled down to the bus stop. And the bus drove past me. And then another was CENTRAL BASE. And then there was more waiting. And calling and whining to Jeff, who couldn't find any evidence that another bus would ever come. So I said, EFF THIS. I trundled back home (stopping at Safeway for firewood and soup) and am working from home. Jeff e-mailed me some documents I needed from his shiny network connection and I have Webmail. Yay for productivity.
Dear god it's cold out there. And sposed to get colder! Like in the teens. This is so not acceptable!! (Shut up everyone who lives someplace that is colder.)
So, now I am forced to stay home and curl up on the couch with a purring animal and a warm laptop.
Oh. Woe. Is. Me.
In other, and much more serious news: My SIL went into super early labor two nights ago. Like, 7 weeks early. They did their best to stop the contractions but it seemed like my nephew was just ready to come out. They transfered her to a hospital with a NICU and then, he apparently rolled over and went back to sleep. Happily he's fine, and mom is fine. I know it's not ideal for her to be trussed up in a bed just waiting, but they're hoping to keep him in utero as long as possible --maybe even a week. I can't believe he's coming out so soon, I haven't even finished knitting him booties or making him a quilt yet! I thought I had all kinds of time!
In any case, it was a terrifying start to the day yesterday and I was too afraid to do any Web research (because that way often lies hysteria). Jeff was wonderful. Without my asking, he did some Web research himself and when the information was found to be comforting, he shared it. Apparently while they will need to keep his preemie butt in the NICU for a week or so, kids are apparently born like 23 weeks early and still live to tell the tale.
I just want everything to be okay for them. They've had a rough few years, a miscarriage, and just general suckiness. Things need to be on the upward slope for them from now on.
God. I Just can't wait to meet him. He's going to be one beautiful baby because both my brother and my SIL are good looking people. And he is going to be LOVED. Oh, yes. (Jeff: "NO SMOTHERING!!")
My brother is going to come pick me up (because they're practically around the corner from me) so I can visit her in the hospital. It was really great to finally talk to her last night and hear that she's hanging in there.
If you can, please send them some good thoughts. They really deserve 'em.
