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110 Hours

In just over 110 hours, my life will feel a fuller weight of a decision I made on September 28th of 2004. In just over 110 hours, a brand new life will make her way into my and Danielle’s arms, full of promise and struggle from the outset. In just over 110 hours, my dad hat will be refitted once more, brim wider and a seventh beautiful, unique feather held fast against the crown. It’ll be the heaviest hat I’ve ever donned, but the nearer comes the time I feel it snug against my temples, the nearer I want that time to be.

At around noon EST on Tuesday, July 5th, Elizabeth Maxwell Black will leave the warm cramped confines of her mother’s uterus and join us in the world at large. I can’t wait to meet her.


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Neither can I. It’s going to be a whole new chapter in our partnership and porn novel I have been working on.

Seven? I’m in awe. Even one represents a phenomenal commitment.

Also, though I guess it constitutes some kind of decision on my part not to have had children yet - a decision deferred rather than actively made, maybe - I find myself more than a little envious.

You have the warm glow of a contented man and I am sure you deserve it. My best wishes to you both.

I’ve spent the better part of a year fanning that glow. It’s not novel but still profound that you often need to get out of your own way, for your and everyone else’s sakes. And, like me, now, you might find that’s where you’re happiest anyway.

Thank you, HG.

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