Week. End.

Ahhh, Friday. Hard to fuck up a Friday, IMHO. Everyone at work is gearing up for tomorrow night's anniversary party. I'm told it is our big party of the year. Should be fun. I am going solo as wife is on some overnight scrapbook extravaganza.

This gives me and daughter some great quality time. She actually said "I miss Mommy" before wife even made it out of the driveway, but we had a blast. We mostly hung out and watched Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. I bought it ages ago in anticipation of her getting into older stuff. After watching it, I must say it does not hold up. It takes way too long to get moving and I always assumed the car COULD do all that shit. Do you recall that it was all a bullshit story Dick Van Dyke told the kids?

Daughter loved it though, so that was cool. She is sound asleep now and I broke out the baby monitor to make sure I wake up if she has to go to the john during the night. She will. And I am a sound sleeper. So I am even sleeping in the guest room so I am closer. Hopefully the combo will ensure she does not piss herself waiting for me to wake up.

Wife is six months along now. According to BabyCenter, #2 looks like this:

Horrible segue to discussing Scott Peterson, but here we are. They found him guilty. Can you say appeal? He'll dig in his heels no matter what the final sentence. If they do sentence him to death, it'll be a long while. I am glad this case is over. Let the family have some peace and move on. Am I a lemming for thinking he is indeed guilty? Perhaps. But when the defense argues that while he may be a horrible person, it does not mean he is guilty, wtf are we supposed to think? Even if he was an innocent dick, I would have to believe his body language and facial expressions through the trial would have looked a bit more scared or sad. So no, I do not buy it. Who in the hell else would have committed such a horrible act?

Put on a pot of coffee after daughter went down for the night, I am intent on sucking the marrow out of every last second this evening. Quality time with daughter was a great way to start. Wife checked out some DVDs from the library. She got me Bad Santa?! Which is cool points for wife, but I am amazed at the DVDs you can find in the public library. Freedom of Speech rules, eh?

So after I blog here, I am hoping to blog on my work blog and then settle in for some Billy Bob defiling the Santa suit. Daughter loves the library and proudly showed my her first card this evening. So of course, she saw the Bad Santa and wanted to watch it. That is how we wound up with Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. She did not know we had the movie and I knew I would need a new movie she was unaware of to take her focus off Bad Santa. It worked.

End of my life as a Dad post. Just glad to be blogging again, even if the quality of my posts are usually much more interesting to someone other than just me. Have a great weekend.