One-Job-One-Car Family

Since we moved to Houston, we are a one-car-one-job family. While the missus has worked full-time teaching, I have almost always worked a collection of on-call art and theater positions. Like fitting small puzzle pieces around a larger one, my jobs have always fit around her schedule. And it has always worked to our advantage. For over nine years, we have been a one-car family and it works well for us.

Recently, I interviewed with a great Houston-based company. It was almost a dream come true, a combination of art installation and fabrication. I have been so used to working freelance, it came as a complete surprise to me that they offered their employees full-time work. I told them that, while I probably couldn’t take it, I’d need to talk to the missus about it before I could make a firm decision.

If I took the job, we would have to buy a second car immediately (and incur a whole set of new expenses relating to it). Further, expecting our first child, my wife and I need to have flexibility in our schedules that a full-time job for me wouldn’t allow. So, for the time being, I’m taking a pass on the job, and we’ll postpone the purchase of another car until our baby’s arrival is closer.

Job or no job, I keep thinking that this new daughter of mine is going to be getting cool toys and goodies at the expense of all the goodies I want!

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The OC Register has an interesting article about a family that got rid of their car and ended up saving a lot of money. – Life: Giving up gasoline and getting in gear

Baby… Now We Know

We are having a baby girl. Funny thing is, I had always anticipated a girl. Don’t know why, but I just did. The last ultrasound confirmed it. The doctor (male) and the ultrasound technician (female) could have started a comedy routine with the timing that they had. Hand over heart this was the conversation.

Technician: Did you tell them the sex?

Doctor: Well, it looks like a girl, but if it’s a boy…

In unison: It has a small pecker.

Doctor: And you know who we blame for that…

*sigh*

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For baby name fun: The Baby Name Wizard: NameVoyager

Baby Instructions and Advice from the Internet and Other Reading Materials


Babies with blades, no brainer.

Baby/daddy/parent blogs have become pretty regular reading in the last couple of months. Even before pending fatherhood I was reading daddytypes. So far, the additional sites are pretty hit-or-miss, and much depends on how amused I am after reading the posts. But some of the best advice isn’t from online but materials straight from the doctor’s office. Some of the provided info makes a point of not assuming the gender of the kid. There are times when they should.

“If you plan on having your baby circumcised, let us know soon after his/her birth (sic) this will usually be done before you leave the hospital.”

Um, no. (– OMG — Ed) Now on to the parenting/pop culture quote of the day.

“But sorry, lady. You’re three. You’re not wearing makeup. Really. So you can stop asking. It’s not happening. But you don’t stop. And I’m not surprised. I have to admit, though, I was a little taken aback by what you said the last time you were denied:

“But David Bowie wears makeup!”

Touché, Ms. Gladstone, touché. I’m not sure how a grown Englishman’s early 70s experiments with androgyny entitle a three-year-old girl to wear lipstick, but at least you shut us up.”

Full story here at And I Was Afraid My Bowie Love Would Warp The Boy : Left Unsaid on Offsprung.com. I found the baby shaving poster here but saw it originally on some Russian site which I can’t find. Again, a shout-out to K for editing.

And Baby Makes 3

Now that all the proper family have been notified, I can post online that we are adding a kid to the family. With a baby is on the way, I have started doing much research online. As part of an internet offering, I subscribed to a free parenting magazine and now I get emails like this…


And I thought my “curviness” was a result of fatty foods and inactivity. Now I know. My wife says she appreciates my voluptuousness.

In order to maintain my manliness while pregnant I look at over-priced baby movers like this one seen on Daddy Types. I feel more masculine already!