maybe it's psychological...

Sometimes I retch/gag at work, more often in the grocery store, and occasionally in the car. But in most cases I don't. It seems, however, that once I walk in my front door the polite constraints of society no longer hold me back.

Worse than the front door, though, is the bathroom door. Just walking into the ceramic sanctuary makes me gag. That is where I keep my toilet (for vomiting) and my toothbrush, which half the time precedes the vomiting. If I retch more than twice while brushing my teeth there's a good chance that I'll soon be on my knees. Which raises other unpleasant questions: I just threw up, I know, but do I really have to brush my teeth again? It just feels so self-defeating.

This post is brought to you by the recently-acquired Scope: That just-brushed feeling without the nausea!

three weeks

That's about how long it has been since my last post. So...to fill in:

We were in Orlando for a week for a conference that just barely included radars (which is what Matt's job is all about). Matt presented a paper and made some good company contacts, and I got to swim in the awesome pool and sleep in a huge bed, so the trip was a success. We did not go to Disney World or any other amusement parks; we actually didn't even leave the hotel. In our defense, it was a very large hotel and we are also trying to save money. We are cool like that, planning for the future.

Spring has been sneaking in, so the other day we bought a loaf of french bread, some parmesan/artichoke/jalepeno dip, and a box of fruit roll-ups and had a picnic in the park. We played frisbee until it made my hands hurt, and then went home and made juice. Mmmm...juice.

Also, there are maybe three people who read this blog, and two of those people are related to me. So this next bit of news is really only news for Holly, who is indeed the third person. This month I got to hear my baby's heartbeat for the first time! :) It was a tiny whoob-whoob-whoob sound and very delightful. As of today I am almost 15 weeks along, so we don't know the gender yet and people around me can't tell. But come October 19th hopefully there will be a new person in our family. A little person.

It's been a pretty good three weeks.

New Background

Yeah, it was time to jazz things up. As I am not terribly good at jazz, this will have to do for now.

Dentist

I went to the dentist today for the first time in several years. I was a bit apprehensive and expected to come out of there with the doctor having identified several cavities. But, aside from noting an old filling or two that may give me trouble in a couple of years, there's nothing wrong with my teeth. That's right--he said I have no cavities! And I think that's awesome, unless he was pulling an elaborate April Fool's joke, in which case I think it is unprofessional.