What is in a name?

Kalabarians is an interesting site.

It really makes you wonder about how much of the name analysis and natal charts and whatnot are really accurate. I suppose it's fairly easy to consider that the stars and planets might have some kind of influence over us, if you start considering the ocean and its tides. Obviously, they must have some sphere of control.

Of course, then again, if you really want to believe something, your mind will associate enough coincidence with fact to convince itself that its reading the truth.

Shame we only use around 10% of the damned things.

Before I wandered off on that tangent, I was actually thinking about how I really am starting to like my first name (not like it took 20 years or anything.) When I was younger, I always felt that I should have been a Victoria. I still think that Tori would have been a much better nickname for me than Sam. Mmph.

I'm still not too fond of my nickname, which is, ironically, what everyone except for literally five people call me. I mean, I like my given name and if my mom had really wanted a Sam, she should have named me that. It sort of like my grandmother. Everyone calls her Lee and her name is Anne Leona.

Yea, well, I'm done now and I need get dressed and start thinking about getting ready for my three hours of work and getting some kind of lunch into me.

Blah.

Baby updates

T minus 5 days until I leave for Vermont.

Update for the sake of updating. There isn't a lot going on (as usual) except for the planning stages of getting up to Vermont this week-end to see Dawn and Da Baby and possibly get some skiing in. I worked tonight and will work a couple hours tomorrow night as well. I sleep a lot.

I chatted with Dawn for a while tonight. She told me that Brendan is now 20 3/4" long (from 18") and weighs in at 6lbs. 15oz. (from 7lbs. 4oz.) She said he sleeps very well and is eating pretty well, but has hangnails that are driving her insane. She also said that he is quite perfect and now has a real belly button instead of a gross stump. I cannot wait to see him.

(Note to self: stealing babies is wrong, no matter how cute they are.)

I should be back next week with a veritable plethora of images to show off. I'm not much a proud Auntie, am I?

My pinkie is twitching. Ew.

Highlight of today: They make watermelon scented air fresheners.

I'm tired, cranky, and disoriented, and starting to feel yucky again.