Home Alone (1990)

Well, Steph did something this week that she has only done once in our life together (5+ years) -- left me home alone in charge of myself and our stuff for longer than 2 days. She's coming home tonight and the house is still in one piece and I'm not much worse for the wear, so I figured now would be a good time to write about it. She went to Colorado for the wedding of Allison McClelland (a family friend whose father married Steph and me); hopefully she'll have some good pictures to share on her blog when she gets back. Anyway, it was an interesting couple of days; even though I did somewhat enjoy this brief return to bachelorhood, really, I missed having her around more than I enjoyed the independence and solitude. This troublesome sentiment was probably made worse by the fact that she's legitimately "showing" now and is, if I do say so myself, the most beautiful pregnant woman I've ever seen. We have our 20-week ultrasound next week, and while I've been alternating between being unnerved by the notion of becoming a father (responsible for the health, safety, well-being, care, and development of another human being) and ready to take it in stride, I've been told that seeing him or her move around in there looking like a real person (as most of you know we've already had an ultrasound, but s/he looked more like a peanut at the time and it was performed under decidedly less exciting circumstances) makes the unnerved feeling settle in more permanently. Either way, I'm pretty pumped up about it.

Anyway, while she was gone, I had a card game here with some buddies from work and Steve. Good times were had by all -- or at least I think so -- guys in their late-2o's/early-30's (most of whom have energy-sapping young children at home) aren't usually seen still pumping the keg at 3 in the morning, so I take that as a good sign. In any event, I had a very good time and didn't lose my shirt, so I'd call that a successful evening. It also made me realize that we -- the associates/younger attorneys at the firm -- should do a lot more of this kind of thing; non-firm-sponsored get-togethers like this are good, I think, and the group is still small enough that doing it isn't likely to turn into a major production. Maybe we should try to put together a b.b.q. or softball game or roadie or something. Hmmm.