"Don't Cry For Me Fellow Bloggers...."

The truth is I never left you. Okay, so maybe I did for a time and if you want to know exactly how long talk to my sister because apparently she's been keeping track. I've just been super busy traveling back and forth between Denver and Boston for work and really haven't had a moment to reach out to what I am sure is a quickly depleting reader base. It wasn't until yesterday that my body remembered what time zone it was in and I think my mind is just catching up. Truthfully, It feels as though I just posted.

So if any of you are still out there, here is a brief recap of everything that has happened since my last post:

1 Month For Tessa

It seems as though she was just born, but she's already a month and some change. Her eyes no longer have the red rings around the pupils which were caused by her quick entrance into the world. Both she and mom are doing great, but I think the wife wishes that Tessa didn't want to eat "literally" every 2 hours. It has made for many sleepless nights which have made for even more difficult days in my absence. In short, my wife is amazing! I couldn't deal with the demands of motherhood without being taken to the "nutty house." All hail mothers! 

It also is reasonable to think that I still have "nutty house" potential as a father.

JetBlue, I Love You

In an attempt to understand my wife's sleep depravation I decided to put myself through a similar experience by taking the "red-eye" on JetBlue. I had a 3 hour meeting in Boston and decided that instead of staying there overnight it made more sense to fly in and out on the same day. It seemed like a good idea until I realized that I only would get 3 hours sleep in a 36 hour time period. This is the closest I have ever been to drug experimentation as my mind was doing some wacky things in the 36th hour.

The only saving grace to all of this was that I flew JetBlue which is um....AWESOME! In short this is what the service entailed: Sleep Kit (i.e ear plugs & eye mask), Unlimited Snacks (I recommend the Pistachio/Almond Biscotti), Leather Seat, Free Satellite TV, Free XM Radio, Warm Washcloth, Complimentary Bottle of Dove Lotion, Extra Leg Room for $20 (well worth it for anyone over 6 feet). It was almost like flying Domestic First Class, in fact it's better than United First in many respects.

If you ever get the chance to fly Blue I strongly recommend it. One of the few great airlines left in the United States.

Juno, That Was a Good Movie

I saw this flick while flying on JetBlue. I thought it was really well done and Ellen Page cracked me up. Granted the story line is a bit disturbing being that it deals with teen 

pregnancy and divorce, but I did like how the character chose to put the baby up for adoption instead of the alternative. I thought the film had some really sincere moments and for some reason it reminded me how much I love my family.

Are You Insane?

This is the question you must ask me when I tell you that I decided to buy 2 Yankees hats for my children while in Boston. My good friend Rob did the same thing for his kids a week earlier and the cashier wouldn't talk to him for the remainder of the time he was in the store. Look Sox fans, if you have such issue with the Yankees then why are you selling their memorabilia in the first place?

Anyway, I decided that I would buy that hats in the "Lids" store in Logan airport. I figured this way if a riot broke out I would have a quick getaway on the airplane. I nervously went up to the cashier and whispered, "I'd like 2 Yankees hats for kids please." She looked at me for a second and then looked around the store. I was sure she had some blunt object under the table and I was about to see an untimely death, but then the unexpected occurred. She raised her hand for what I was sure was about to be a blow to the face and said, "All right, give me five!"

Could it be? A Boston born Yankees fan? Much to my surprise and delight the answer is a resounding "Yes!" Clearly the gentiles are starting to see the light. Isn't this one of the signs of the Second Coming in the Book of Revelations?

Grandma Lamma  

Too funny not to share. The other night at dinner Olivia looked at me and the dialogue went something like this:

Olivia: When is the Lamma coming to visit?

Me: You mean Grandma Lamma in Virginia?

Olivia: Yeah, Lamma.

Me: Do you think her name is Lamma?

Olivia: (looking at me like I'm an idiot) Yeah!

Me: Lamma Carlson?

Olivia: Yeah!

Me: Okay, I'm cool with that.

Because we refer to the other Grandma as "Grandma Sharon," she automatically assumed that my mother's name is "Lamma." I think I'll leave it that way for a while as it makes me laugh, just like when we pass McDonald's and Olivia exclaims, "Look! There's Old McDonald's!"

Priceless!