I handle change about as well as a fingerless bum with a hole in his cup, but lately it seems like I haven't had much choice in the matter. There have been changes with work, personal life and my friends.
The biggest change of all though has been in my status. No, not that status. I've been a brother and a son forever, but today, for the first time, I became an uncle. Let the Stamos/Dukes of Hazard jokes begin.
My sister Anna went through 26 hours of labor, but eventually Adrian relented and came out to meet the world.
What's the appropriate amount of time to wait before I start training him to help pick up on cute girls?
Congrats to Josh and Anna.
I promise to return to blogging some day soon. It's not that I haven't been writing, it just hasn't really been Sesquipedalis type material. Maybe A can be my new inspiration.
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Jesse, don't miss the opportunity...long before you start training him, you "borrow" the young Adrien and use him as a prop. Babies & puppies are both chick magnets. You get points for taking the nephew out and about. Points from sis for giving her a much needed break and points from women who see you in public with the babe/toddler.
[And, in some ways being the uncle is like being a grandparent: when you're tired of them, you get to return them to the parents.]
dave13
I'll try to give you a blog-worthy catastrophe or 2 in Vegas...what am I going to do at work all day if you stop blogging?
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