Thursday, April 16, 2009

She's Knocked Up Again

Welp... The Missus is knocked up once again. It's true. Her OB is already feverishly writing a paper to submit to all the journals and the folks from Guinness have called twice. (We're not hearing anything about an entry in the record book until we start hearing about some free stout, thankyouverymuch.)

So yeah, we had always joked that we were the two most fertile people on the entire planet and now we've gone and proven it. Judging from the early ultrasounds it looks like the date of conception was actually three weeks before Sweets was born. So that happened...

Go ahead and take the hook out of your mouth if that one actually snagged you (sucker). She's most emphatically not preggers and never will be again. (I'm going to see the vet next week and get that taken care of.) In other news...

We had a shop meeting this week without the Big Boss around a lot of stuff came spilling out on the table. After a month of fear and rumors everyone wearing a blue collar is on the same page. We set up a committee to hear grievances and take them to the appropriate boss (we have four you know).

As of the close of business today our VP heard our gripes and was surprised to learn what turmoil our shop is in. There were policies in effect that he had no knowledge of whatsoever. He also asked if there were issues with the Big Boss (conveniently out of town on vay-kay this week) and when the answer was a resounding YES!!! he got sort of a resigned look on his face that gave all the appearances of a man ready to wade into a situation.

There apparently is a non-negativity policy being drafted in HR as all this is going on. Nobody knows if it will ever see the light of day or what it will look like if it does. But for now things are getting livable again. Big love goin' out to all my readers and Twitter pals who sent their well wishes. Somebody must've been praying cause this has that God-took-care-of-it feel to it and I know I for one was too ticked off to ask Him for help this time.

In other, other news. We got started on the garden today. The Missus picked up some peas, asparagus, and rhubarb and we got them in while the children ran around without any pants on. It was a pretty good day.

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4 comments:

Pamela said...

You know, joking about shit like that is how people get blessed with extra children. Seriously.

UNFUNNY!!!!!!!!!!

mo.stoneskin said...

I agree with Pamela, there's no point going to see the vet, by attempting to trick us you've guaranteed yourself five more children.

Jim Styro said...

Mister: I suspect that you will find reaction to the "sneaky" part of your post rather severely divided along gender lines (with some wild cards based on "those fooled" vs. "not fooled").
I kinda liked it myself. You go, guy!

Irish Gumbo said...

Hey, I ran around today without any pants on, too! Awesome! Man, that breeze felt so good...