San Francisco – Matt & Brian did not hear anything from anyone about any possible adoptions today. The big news in adoption land is that, well, there is no big news. This isn’t necessarily bad news. The agency could have called and said that the birthmom definitely wasn’t interested in us. But as Forrest would say, “adoption is like a box of chocolates. You just never know what you are going to get.” or whatever Forrest said. I can never remember movie lines. It’s just a failing I have.
When we started the adoption journey, I thought it would be important to cut back on other activities so that I would have time to focus on “the adoption.” Honestly, bad idea. Cutting back on your regular activities only increases the time you spend trying to not think about adoption.
I’ve started swimming. I think I’ll enjoy it much more once I perfect the skill of inhaling when my mouth or nose is not submerged in the water. Of course, if I could actually kick, that would be good too. Instead of kicking, I have some odd flopping of my legs, bending in all the wrong places at all the wrong times. I’m pretty sure I made the swim team that was practicing with their coach feel much, much, much better about themselves. That’s me. I’m a giver.
I got a new gadget. While it would be great to have a baby right here right now, I’ll enjoy the disposable income while it lasts. Soon it will go to baby clothes, diapers, formula, college funds and all that. But for a bit longer it can still be all about me. The gadget arrived this evening, about a week ahead of schedule. It’s charging right now. If it was fully charged I’d be out playing with it now.
My surf coach called back this evening. I was busy and couldn’t take the call, but I’m looking forward to hearing his voice mail in the morning. Perhaps he was abducted by aliens and had his memory erased, only to remember that he was a surfing coach that had been paid in advance for surfing lessons when he was released from the space-ship.
Golfing. Yes, it’s true, I’ve been to the driving range for two Fridays in a row. Do I get credit for being consistently awful? I mean, come on, consistency is consistency, right?
A biathlon. I’m thinking of entering a biathlon in August. It’s a 1.5 mile swim and a 7 mile run. Above paragraph on swimming should explain my hesitancy to commit at this time. We’ll see.
iTunes 4.5. I’m loving it. I absolutely love seeing other people’s playlists. Through them I discovered Atomic Kitten. Saccharine pop always tastes so sweet, and no worries about tooth decay. Stevie, whip that iPod team around and get me a beefier mini. I’m outta room (4 gigs of dance music, how scary is that???) and I don’t want to compromise!
I’m on a roll folks, stand back!