Moving...yeesh...

Packing up and almost finished! We move tomorrow (Sunday). I've been in something of a time crunch to sell some things (it's been a little hard to part with a few of them... the packrat in me said things like, "WHAT IF I NEED MY AUTOTUNE RACK UNIT??" while the pragmatist in me said, "If I still need an Autotune rack unit, I need to practice my singing lessons longer. Be gone from me, ATR-1!") I sold my MBox 2 Mini (meaning I won't be doing any audio editing at home in FW) and I promised the upright piano to a neighbor, who will pick it up tomorrow (meaning I won't be playing any piano in FW). In Fort Worth, I'm planning to concentrate my creative energies on song-writing, designing screens for printing, some drawing and painting (possibly for children's literature, like I've talked about doing for years? Anyone interested in a collaboration??), and building a tube amp. Excuse me, my nerdiness is showing.

We did get a digital camera a few weeks ago and have been meaning to take more pictures of Liz's baby belly but haven't due to a sudden bout of laziness.

I'm so excited to be having a boy. We got a changing table for freez at another garage sale today and it got me thinking about how interesting it'll be to have a tiny baby boy depend on me. Yikes, right? I know, right?? He's a foot long right now. He's got some long legs; he kicks Liz's tummy and I can feel his tiny feet. His name is Gibson Royce Daniels... And I shall call him Squishy, and he shall be mine, and he shall be my Squishy.

"Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth." Psalm 127:4