Saturday, November 18, 2006

Incoherence

We had friends over for an awesome potluck dinner tonight. It was the perfect combination of strengths. One friend's wife made her infamous alfredo sauce, another made spectacular homemade french bread and a oil/vinegar dip for it. Renn and I experimented and made homemade pasta for the first time with the pasta roller I bought for Renn over a year ago. Luckily we avoided disaster in the kitchen this time and everything was yum.

We were the only couple with a baby, so there were lots of willing hands wanting to hold Oliver and give him gobs of attention. My approach for the evening was to say that I love holding Oliver, but since I get to do it so much, I also love not having to hold him. I let the company get him to sleep for the night and put him down.

Funny thing is that now I miss him! I can hardly wait for him to wake up for a night feeding. What kind of insane person am I?!

I'm supposed to speak in church tomorrow and I'm only 60% prepared. Here's hoping God intervenes and it's not another humiliating experience in front of the congregation. On top of the "my wife is a wreck" moment from a few weeks ago, I was introduced at a church activity on Friday as "she's married to the guy who looks like a deacon (12 year old boy), but we know he's not a deacon because he's sired a son." I'm not sure I spelled that right, but isn't "sired" a term used with livestock? Should I be offended? Embarrased? Is there any point left in trying to make a good impression? *sigh*

Now.... I should obviously be sleeping or working on that talk. So off I go.....

7 comments:

Unknown said...

Yes, sire is a livestock term, but it had its roots in midevil times. "Yes, Sire". It has now been shortened to "Yes Sir." So don't be offended at that.

Anonymous said...

If it makes you feel any better I taught RS this morning and didn't remember til after midnight last night. Oops. I think it went okay, though. People enjoyed it anyway. *sigh* (refer to poem in post below. I am so not that woman)

tracy m said...

"What kind of woman am I!?!" A mama. Totally normal...

Well, since Dr. Hess says not to be offended, roll with it. I don't think I would've liked it very much, though.

Good luck with you talk

samunwritten said...

Funny thing is that now I miss him! I can hardly wait for him to wake up for a night feeding. What kind of insane person am I?!

I sort of know what you mean with that one. I remember the days when Sophie was younger. She'd be a holy raving terror the whole day. She wouldn't leave me alone, she'd make messes, she'd be a crying, snotty, bratty little nightmare.
But then as soon as she fell asleep, I'd look at her and want her to wake up so that I could play with her.

tracy m said...

By the way, that desire to wake said sleeping child? It goes away with subsequent babies. Seriously.

--jeff * said...

i think 'sire' sounds rather noble. established ecclesiastical connotations aside, i would much rather 'sire' than 'beget'.

Cam said...

>> I'm only 60% prepared.<<
If you're organized enough to know that you've got 40% left to prepare, you'll be fine. Nobody but yourself (and whomever you confess to) will ever know whether you are 100% prepared or not. Your 60% FAR surpasses most people's 100%!

>>isn't "sired" a term used with livestock? Should I be offended?<<
No offense was intended. Please take no offense at a term used to refer to God. Hymn #187, 4th verse.
Renn will still be looking handsome when others his age are looking ready for an overhaul!

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