Seeing Black

March 13, 2009

I made it home for Spring Break.  It doesn’t really feel like Spring Break though because of the weather.  Right now I’m sitting on the chair in the living room watching the Kentucky-LSU game in HD.  Noah is sitting next to me sleeping, but he should be waking up soon to eat.  Last night he slept for 7 and a half hours!!!  I don’t know how Celia gets him to do it.  When I watched him two nights ago he woke up every 3 and a half hours to eat, but I think I already talked about this.

The title of this post is in reference to the black jerseys UK is wearing in the game.  They’ve only worn them one game before and that was earlier this year at the Mississippi Valley State game.  I was at that game, and I was very surprised when them came out onto the court wearing them.  They had Mr. Wildcat’s name, Keightly, on the back of them.  For those who don’t know Mr. Keightly was the equipment manager for UK for 48 years (I think that’s it, but I’m not sure).  He died last Spring and the jerseys were meant to pay tribute to him.  The folks on the radio said that Jodie Meeks was pushing to wear the uniforms during other games all year, but they never got a chance.

I believe they are wearing them for this game because they are looking for a change of fortune.  This game against LSU is arguably the biggest game of the year for UK.  It is a must win for the Wildcats if they want to make it to the tournament.  If we win this game we at least have a chance to go dancing, but if we don’t we are headed to the NIT.  UK has lost a lot of SEC games they should have won this season.  Ever since the Ole Miss game we have been playing rather poorly, with exception to a few games like the first Florida game.  After beating Ole Miss yesterday perhaps UK is turning around.  Hopefully Mr. Wildcat’s spirit is with the team going into the second half.  UK is losing 28-23 at half time.


Sitting, Waiting, Wishing

March 13, 2009

So, first off, I realize it’s been a long time since I blogged.  Not that it matters because nobody reads this anyway but oh well! I will try to justify my lack of posts.  I guess before when I blogged I was “trying to hard”.  I always felt like I had to explain everything that was going on, but now I’m just going to blog about what I want to!

I happen to check up on Luke’s blog and read what he wrote about Twitter.  Yesterday I happen to be watching the Ellen DeGeneres Show, and she was talking about Twitter.  With that I just decided to give it a try.  It seems pretty fun.  It basically just takes my favorite part of facebook, the status updates, and made it into it’s own website.

Also, my son Noah was born on Valentine’s Day!  He is the best baby that ever lived on Earth.  It may have just been a fluke, but he slept through the night two nights ago.  Last night I had him and he woke up every four hours, but he would fall asleep again right after he ate which wasn’t bad at all.  I’m sure I’ll blog a lot more about him later on so I’m just going to leave it at that and get to studying for my last mid term.


Anarchy in the UK

October 12, 2008

On facebook, it seems like every other person is talking about their fall break.  It really makes me mad that UK doesn’t even get one.  Starting last year they moved it to the day before Thanksgiving.  Their thinking was, everyone skips class that day anyway so let’s just move the fall break to that Wednesday.  A lot of schools get that day off anyway, so I just feel like I’m getting screwed over. So it’s a Sunday night and I’ll be driving back to school tomorrow morning.  I don’t have my 10 o’clock class so I don’t have to leave home until about 9.

This weekend was pretty good.  My run to the Horse Park on Saturday went smoothly.  By the time I got there the forerunner said I ran 9 and a half miles so I ran along the backside of the cross country course to make it a 10 mile day.  My legs felt a little tired by the end, but I didn’t really feel the effects of the run until I tried to run around to watch the races.  My legs felt so heavy and tight.  I had run 40 miles that week, and I was pooped.  After the varsity races my dad drove me to my house, and then I drove back up to Northern Kentucky.  The drive went by pretty quickly because I was intensely listening to the UK game.  Unfortunately they lost which was really depressing.

I didn’t do much at all today.  I asked Aaron to run with me after the Bengals game, and he initially said no, but he changed his mind a couple minutes later.  We ran 3 and a quarter miles, and it was the best run I’ve had in a long time.  It is so much easier to run with someone then on your own.  Running 8 miles by yourself can seem like it takes hours to finish.  My motivation to run drops a lot when I’m by myself too.  After we got back home from our run I went out again to run another 2 miles to make it 5.25 miles total.


Sweet Child O’ Mine

October 10, 2008

Today was the big day.  The day of the 20 week ultrasound (even though we’re past 20 weeks). It’s a boy!  It didn’t really matter to me if it was a boy or a girl, I just wanted to find out really bad.  I don’t remember if I talked about the names we picked out, but for a boy we had Noah.  As of right now that’s the name, but we still have about 4 months left so I guess it’s subject to change.

Unfortunately I could not be there for the ultrasound.  I had to participate in a internet news survey that was worth 10% of my final grade in communication, plus I had an economics class to go to.  I don’t have any pictures to post, but I think I should be able to get some up if Celia got any more pictures.

One really interesting thing about the ultrasound is that our baby is 97% in weight!  Yeah, he’s a fatty.  Which is kind of funny because Celia and I are both pretty skinny.  I was fat when I was a baby though.  Because he is so big it is likely that he will be born a week earlier than the due date, which is February 12th.  This is kind of a relief for being being as February 13th happens to lie on a Friday this year.  My only car wreck happened on Friday the 13th so I believe that it is an unlucky day.

My running is going pretty good.  My goal was to run 50 miles this week, but I highly doubt I’ll be able to do that.  As of wednesday I had logged 24 and a half miles, but I didn’t have any time to run yesterday.  During my last class of the day I decided I was going to drive back up to Northern Kentucky to go to the carenet class with Celia.  After that we went to Babies R Us for a little bit and then to Fazolli’s with some of the people from the cross country team.  By the time I got back to Lexington it was 9:00, and I needed to finish my homework.  I’m hoping to run an 8 miler this afternoon, and tomorrow I’m going to run from the house to the horse park to watch Holy Cross run in the Lex Cath meet.  I ran there last year too and it is about 9 and a half miles there.  Should be fun.


A Pleasant Valley Sunday

October 5, 2008

Celia has an ultrasound this friday, so we’ll finally find out what we’re having.  I really can’t wait.  The names we have picked out are Rylie for a girl and Noah for a boy.  Everyone seems to like the name Noah a lot.

I’m trying to get back into running again.  I hadn’t really done any running for a span of about 5 weeks, and then last Sunday I went out and ran 10 and a half miles with Tricia, who is training for a marathon.  Once I got to 10.5 my legs just couldn’t go anymore so I hopped in Celia’s car.  She was driving every mile or so to give Tricia water or powerade.  Joe was also riding a bike along with us.

I decided to keep running.  I came up with some pretty good routes from the house in Lexington.  Last week I ran a total of 31 and a half miles, which is the most since I’ve graduated high school and probably since cross country season my senior year.  This morning was the Indian Run at Mills Road Park.  I really wanted to run a good race so I was actually nervous before.  It’s kind of sad that I felt like that because it probably didn’t even matter to everyone else, but it mattered to me!

Every Indian Run I’ve ever ran or worked at has had a different course.  Two years ago it seemed shorter than a 5k, last year it seemed longer than a 5k, but I think they finally got it right this year.  I went out and took an early lead and held it the whole race.  With about 50 meters of downhill left I stopped and began to dry heave.  I really thought I was going to throw up.  I looked up and saw Eric Brinkman (he really impressed me) sprinting up the hill.  I knew I couldn’t lose the race when I was so close to finishing so I sucked it up and sprinted down the hill.  My time was a 20:03 which is pretty bad.  That would’ve been cool to run in the 19s but wutev.

I think it was the first race I’ve ever won.  Last year I came in 2nd and the year before that I think I got 4th.  Celia let me borrow her forerunner 201 so now I’m gong to train with that.  Hopefully I can keep up my training and get faster.


A Firm Kick

September 19, 2008

I was anticipating tomorrow afternoon for a long time.  Tomorrow we were finally going to find out if the baby is a girl or boy.  Unfortunately that is not the case anymore.

Celia called me about 2 hours ago to tell me that her stepmother cancelled the ultrasound appointment.  At the last doctor’s appointment the doctor said we’ll have to set up the 20 week ultasound.  She said the one we got before was to make sure the baby was growing right and to see the beating heart.  This next one was to do an anatomy check.  When her stepmother heard this she began questioning the doctor if it was necessary.  She used to work in the hospital taking care of the permature babies (I think) so she acted like she knew everything there was.  The doctor admitted it wasn’t absolutely necessary, but it’s recommended.  Before we left we set up the ultrasound appointment with the receptionist

Alas, 3 weeks later (or whatever it was) Celia and I are very excited to see our baby again.  Just a couple hours ago Celia’s stepmother says she cancelled the appointment because she thinks the insurance will only cover one ultrasound which would’ve been the one we had at 14 weeks (or whatever it was).  Apparently her stepmother told her to call the insurance company about it when we were driving home from the previous doctor’s appointment.  I was in the car too, and I don’t remember this at all.  Celia doesn’t remember either.

My thoughts on this are: Why wouldn’t her stepmother have said anything when she called to cancel the apointment?  What insurance plan only covers one ultrasound?  I did a little research, and “they” (the internet) say everyone gets a level 2 ultrasound which is around 20 weeks.  I also can’t comprehend why an ultrasound would cost $1500!  It’s like they say in Juno; an 8 year old can do it.  A friend of mine from work’s girlfriend is pregnant, and they get an ultrasound every week.  He goes to school at Cincinnati State and is learning to take ultasounds.  $1500 seems ridiculous.

Okay, I’m done with my rant.  I really don’t want to be one of those people who doesn’t find out what the gender is until the baby pops out.  But more importantly I hope the baby is healthy, and we’re not missing anything critical by not getting this ultrasound.


Jungle Love, It’s Driving Me Mad, It’s Making Me Crazy

September 10, 2008

I’ve listened to this song many a times, but I’ve never actually seen the video until today.  It’s pretty insane.  When I try to think of the meaning of the song I come up blank, but after seeing the video it all makes sense to me…. They must’ve been high when they wrote it.

So, I have a pretty funny story.  Two Monday’s ago (Labor Day), Celia and I decided we wanted to go to the zoo so we asked Will, Zach, and Cade if they wanted to go to.  Will is my little brother and Zach and Cade are Celia’s nephews and they are all either 4 or 5 so we thought they would have a good time.  They day was going pretty good, besides the fact that it was really really hot.  While walking on a concrete path we discovered a dirt/gravel jungle path that led to some other animals, and we decided to take the path.  While on that path I came across a small building that we originally passed up.  There were some monkeys in it so we all went inside.  It was darkn inside and there weren’t really many monkeys.  In the back on the building/room there was a large exhibit with two rather large monkeys chilling in the back corner.  Will, Zach, and Cade went right up to the window and looked in at them.  I guess one of the monkeys saw them so it walked up to the window and the other one followed.  The first monkey came right up to the window, which was pretty cool.  What happened next was not pretty cool.  The second monky came up right behind the first monkey, and they began to… well… I think you might be able to guess what they were dong.  It made things very awkward as they were doing it right in front of the three little kids.  Cade actually yelled, “Look, they’re saying hello!”  As soon as I realized what was going on I grabbed Will and told everyone it was time to go.  Celia must have some bad luck with monkeys at the zoo.  Last time she went a monkey actually caught a bird, crushed it with its hands and proceeded to eat it.  Nonetheless, our trip to the zoo was fun, besides the fact that we didn’t get to feed the giraffes.


Said Yes We Live Behind the Sun

August 29, 2008

So right now I’m just chilling in my room waiting for my 3 o’clock class.  There are only two sections of chemistry 107 (which I dropped last semester), one on Tuesday and Thursday and one on Monday, Wednesday, Friday.  Because of my two civil engineering classes on Tuesday and Thursday I have to take chemistry on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.  Seriously, who wants to go to class from 3:00-3:50 on a Friday???  Chemistry just makes it worse (I hate UK’s chemistry department).

Well now that I got that off my chest, I’ve been meaning to discuss this for a couple days.  I’ve been watching the democratic national convention on CNN.  I don’t have a very high interest in politics, and I’m a conservative, but watching the convention was interesting.  I listened to many speeches, and they were all very good.  I was amazed how the speakers could really rile everyone up.  The crowd was going crazy for everyone.  I thought Michelle Obama and a couple of other speakers were really good.  There is something about Hillary’s voice that I just can’t stand so I went to bed in the middle of her speech (although the sisterhood of the traveling pantsuits joke was awesome).  I was disappointed that I missed Joe Biden and Bill Clinton’s speeches.  As for Obama’s speech, I was watching the convention last night when I feel asleep ridiculously early so I missed it.  I’m going to watch it on the computer internet when I’m finished writing this blog.

It seems that the democrats are promising some much needed change on capitol hill: everything from helping the low and middle class citizens to finding more efficient engery systems.  I would consider voting for Obama, except for two things: I don’t agree with his position on the war, and he seems to be too inexperienced.  Experience plays a big factor when you consider the incident that occured in Georgia a couple weeks ago.

I had a co-worker at Ceva named Adam who moved to the U.S. from Poland 4 years ago.  One day I asked him about Poland, and he said it was terrible there.  He told me the people weren’t nice and nobody there has any money.  He said that you feel like you are slowly killing yourself there because you have nothing.  He thought it was much better in America.  During my last week at Ceva the U.S. made a deal with Poland to build two U.S. operated army bases near the Russian border.  The official purpose of the bases is to intercept any missles that may come from Iran, but it is assumed the real threat is the Russians.

I asked Adam if he heard about what was going on one day at work.  He looked at me and asked me what I knew about it, and I told him the U.S. was going to build a couple bases in Poland.  At that point Adam took over and went into detail everything that was going on in eastern Europe with Russia, Poland, Georgia, and all the other small countries in that area.  He shared with me his extreme hatred toward the Russians.  He explained how the “Rooskies” controlled his country until about 10 years ago and how they try to control all the other countries around it.  It surprised me so much about how informed he was with the situation over there.  I don’t know if he is just intested in politics and that kind of stuff or everyone in Poland is.  He told me a lot of other stories about Poland and Russia, but I don’t have time to go into that.

The whole point of that story is that I’m not sure I could vote for Obama because of his inexperience, especially in the military.  Russia claimed that anyone associated with the U.S. is at risk for a nuclear attack.  Although I doubt WWIII will be breaking out anytime soon, experience would help in making dipomatic relations.

Anyway, I realize that my whole case is probably filled with holes and I’m probably misinformed about many things.  Like I said, I’m not very good when it comes to politics, but sometimes I like to try.


He Looked To Me Eyes Full Of Love

August 26, 2008

Well, the school season is almost upon us (It has probably already arrived for most of you).  My first class is tomorrow morning at 10 a.m.  This semester is looking like an easy one so far.  I can only see one of my 5 classes actually being difficult.  We’ll see how it goes after the first week.

On the baby frontier, I realized just how clueless I was to taking care of a baby.  While Celia and I were at CareNet (one of our many times) we were told about a program they have there called Earn While You Learn (EWYL).  Basically a couple is assigned a “mentor mom” who teaches lessons that are required for the program and ones you are allowed to pick.  Every time one person goes they get 12 diapers, and if someone else goes with them, they get 6 more.  The first 10 sessions are about prenatal care and the second 10 are about taking care of a baby.  After the first 10 you get a new carseat, and after the first 10 you get a new baby crib.  The best part is it’s completely free (CareNet is like the teenage parents best friend!)  Celia and I thought it would be a great idea to participate in the program so we signed up.

Celia called to set up the appointments so I don’t know how it exactly went down, but Beth wanted to be our mentor mom.  Yes, the same Beth that made things so awkward the day we went to CareNet and found out Celia was pregnant.  I wasn’t really excited about this, but I guess it is better than having a complete stranger teaching us.

When I walked into CareNet for the first session I felt completely different from the first time I walked into there.  I didn’t have the extremely nervous and sick feeling.  I saw some people in there that looked like they were in the same position Celia and I were in.  Anywayz, we were taken to a small room with two wicker couches and a small tv with a dvd player.  Beth was very nice and asked us some questions about the baby.  I probably just felt like things were awkward with her before because I just didn’t want to talk to anyone but Celia at the time.  I was given some papers to fill out just to get some information about me.  Beth gave us a diaper-bag-sort-of-thing to bring and put our diapers in, and she gave us a purple folder to put our papers in.  The three of us went over which lessons we wanted to learn.

The first lesson we did was about what happens during the first trimester.  We watched a video, and it was informative, but it was extremely corny.  First of all it’s from the early 90’s so the clothes are histerical.  The narrators wore suit coats with shoulder pads.  The background is meant to look real, but it’s obvious it’s computer generated.  The movie series takes place in some kind of baby garden, and in different sections they teach you about different things.  The first trimester video had a lot of useful information, but I already knew most of what it talked about.

I find that I am pretty knowledgable about being pregnant.  How did I become so wise in the ways of pregnancy you ask?  Why because I have stumbled upon the Holy Grail of baby books: What To Expect When You Are Expecting.  Yes, the very same book that is featured in Knocked Up.  Janet, Celia’s stepmom, somehow managed to get her hands on it (it’s a confusing story) and gave it to us.  I have read a lot of it.  When I’m bored I will just pick it up, turn to a random page, and read.

After the lesson concluded and we left the room, Linette was there to give me a big hug.  I’m not sure what Linette’s obsession with me is.  She always gives me hugs whenever I walk in there, and she calls me her best friend.

Our second session was a little different, mainly because the first one was more of an introduction than anything.  The first thing we did was go over our homework that Beth gave us the week before.  The last thing we had to do on the homework was write a letter to the baby.  I wrote it (Celia just agreed with what I said and told me it sounded good).  It was a pretty touching letter about how even though we’re young we’ll be okay and have each other to support.  It made Beth cry a little bit.  She told us that even though we’re young, and we might think we’re not ready for this baby, we are ready emotionally and we’re a lot more mature than we think.  This made me feel unbelievably good inside.

After we went over the homework we watched a video on the effects of smoking on a baby.  Neither of us smoke or have ever smoked, but the video is required.  We also watched a video on taking care of yourself when you’re pregnant.  At the end of the session we watched a tiny part of a video about what the dad is supposed to do.  The dad’s on the video basically said they feel left out a lot.  The video stressed that this is “her time” and do whatever you can to make her happy.  Celia ALWAYS brings this up to me now to get me to do something for her.  I just laugh and do it anyway.  I’d do anything for her.  This time Linette actually interupted this lesson to give me a hug (she was giving me my car key that I dropped).

For the third lesson we watched the baby garden video about the second trimester.  This one was more interesting than the first trimester one.  I can’t remember if we watched another video that day or not.

Overall I’d say that the EWYL program is really helpful and informative.  I feel like I know a lot about being pregnant (which is a little weird since I’m a guy), but what I really need to learn about is taking care of a baby.  I wouldn’t say I’m clueless about it since I have a 4 year old brother, but if I were handed a baby today, I think it would be a disaster.  What To Expect When You’re Expecting says not to worry about it because you learn most of it from experience, but I think I’m going to go out sometime and buy What To Expect The First Year.


From Freedom’s Peace Beneath the Sea

August 16, 2008

I finally scanned the baby pictures and uploaded them!

The baby at 8 weeks

The baby at 8 weeks


The baby at 12 weeks

The baby at 12 weeks

The baby sure did grow a lot in 4 weeks. It’s 16 and a half weeks old now.

Last Friday I took a couple hours off work to go to the doctor with Celia. The doctor didn’t really do much. He basically just talked to Celia about what happens when you’re pregnant, checked her weight and blood pressure, and “tortured” her, but I’m not going to go into that for everyone’s sake. We also got to listen to the heartbeat. Apparently if the baby’s heartbeat is above 140 then it’s supposed to be a girl and if it’s below it’s supposed to be a boy. The doctor was listening to it and said that sometimes he can tell if it’s a boy or a girl. The heartbeat was right about 140 so he couldn’t tell, which depressed us all, but now we have something else to look forward at the next ultrasound.

At the end of the appointment Celia asked the doctor if she would be able to run cross country. Holy Cross said she would be allowed to run as long as she had a doctor’s note. The doctor said it was perfectly fine to run, and even compete in meets. This was a huge relief to us all since running is one of the most important things in Celia’s life. Coincidently Holy Cross’s cross country camp started that morning, and she went right after we left the doctor.

Even though we thought she’s be able to run as long as she got a note, she talked to the principal after camp and gave him the note, but he said she’s not allowed to run with the team until he talks to an attorney. This is extremely frustrating to us, so she’s just been running on her own since then.