From the mouths of old men

Here's what my father said when he found out we were having a baby girl:

You're going to have a little princess.

Here's what Dani's father said when he found out we were having a baby girl:

I'd tell you congratulations, but I've had girls.

My father-in-law has three daughters, all of which are a challenge in their own special ways and my father has one daughter, but between the age of 12 and 18, she was likely as much of challenge as three would be. As such, I think the Grandfathers are basically saying the same thing ...

I'm not scared

My latest guilty pleasure is the first album from the West End Girls, Goes Petshopping. In case the band's name and album name didn't give it away, the group, a female duet of Sweddish teenagers, is a Pet Shop Boys cover band. As a long time PSB fan I couldn't resist purchasing the disc. I must say I was quite surprised to find that the album is pretty good. The majority of the album is made up of PSB standards, such as Domino Dancing, It's a Sin and the obvious West End girls. The most recent PSB song covered is You only tell me you love me when you're drunk. Unfortunately, this song doesn't quite work for the duo, at least not at this point in their career.

Wii seeker

A rather inventive site showed up in one of my Google Alerts this evening - Wii Seeker. It uses Google Maps and some inventory data for Target and Best Buy stores. There will certainly be some Wii's available in my area, but with most stores having somewhere between 20 and 90 consoles, it seems I may be able to acquire the infamous Wii on launch day if I picked the right store.

20 week ultrasound

Yesterday, Dani and I went to the doctor for baby. Dani's 20 weeks into the pregnancy and showing a little belly. This visit included an ultrasound. The doctor say that everything is wonderful, the baby's the right size and doing what it's supposed to. Unfortunately, Dani's placenta is seemingly not keeping up its part of the bargain; the doctor says Dani has a minor (?) case of placenta previa. The doctor didn't seem too concerned about it, but asked Dani to go on vaginal rest (this may be my terminology, not the physician's), which means I have to keep my bits to myself for the time being.

In better news, we did find out the gender of the baby and according to the technologist and the "three lines" on the ultrasound image we'll be having a little girl. It's exciting to know the gender. My father said I'm going to have a "little princess". In any case, Dani and I have to come to agreement on a name, which doesn't seem to be an easy task so far.

In the beginning ...

It seems like everyone has a blog these days, so I thought I'd join the fray. And now for something completely different ...