What is a Name for Late?

STILL waiting for that baby boy. He is now three days late, not alarming but frustrating. To top it off, we all have colds now. Brandt and I are stuffy, he has a nasty cough, and mom to be Lisa has it as well. We can take meds for ours, she can not. I imagine coughing with a nine month old on board can lead to some uncomfortable surprises. Maybe the baby will get tired of all the racket and come out. Or, like his dad, he may be comfortable and not willing to vacate his warm digs.

We had a fun weekend in LA - a surprise birthday party for my fabulously young looking older sister Pat who turns a big number tomorrow. Yes, that is right, she has 9/11 as a birthday. Maybe the newest member of the family will join her.

And a visit with my other family in Granada Hills was pleasant as well. The weather was forgiving, but I didn't swim because of my cold. And because I would have been lonely swimming alone. I have so many memories of a full pool - kids laughing and splashing, playing Marco Polo, racing across the pool or doing handstands in the shallow end.

That is all the ramblings I have for now.