Well, I have returned from my vacation/wedding/honeymoon/scifi convention, and I am doing my best to pick up all of the threads I left on the ground before I left. The house still needs much work to be settled, and I feel it all the more because I’ve been living out of a suitcase for weeks. We still have boxes of ‘stuff’ everywhere. It’s hard to find the simplest of things because so much still needs to be unpacked and put in its place. It’s basically on top of my agenda to get things sorted out by the weekend so I can actually relax a bit. It’s just too hard when I am surrounded by work I know must be done.

At least I can now check off ‘buy house’ and ‘get married’ from my to-do list. However, it has come to my attention of late that a new item, ‘have kid’, has been scheduled for about nine months in the future. It would seem our ceremony aligned well with the vibrations of The Force.

So, this penny dreadful novel I call life will have a new character, hopefully a great hero, or at least a great villain, and not some drab, mediocre, unnamed stable hand or bar maid who never ventures more than a few miles from home. Names are important and symbolic, so let this new character be well named. For that, we must think long and long.

Fortunately, we have some months, due to simple mechanics.

Hmm. I think this could be a telling moment. Vader must be working some sorcery here with his gestures. (I had no idea he would be a Coke fan.)