Movin' on up...

Bowling is a sport. If this statement seems reasonable to you, then you probably are unsurprised by the fact that RV parks are indicated on maps as "campgrounds". Living in an RV park is actually a lot like camping except for the air conditioning, refrigerator, stereo, oven, showers, laundry room, pool and high-speed internet connection. For the last few weeks Tiffany and I have both been unemployed ( Stella is still working around the clock at being a tiny little trainwreck with a pinch of tornado) and living in the trailer. We kicked off our jobless adventuring with a trip to Nashville to celebrate Dr Joe's release from prison (he was sentenced to 9 years of residency after med school for being smart enough to be a plastic surgeon). In addition to being a surgeon Joe also works part time as a rep for Bacchus, greek god of wine, women, and song. True to his style, he and his comrades took over the penthouse suite of a hotel in downtown Nashville for an evening of drinking, dancing and generalized merriment. This gave Tiffany and I a chance to recreate "The Jeffersons" in a single evening by getting ready for the party at the trailer park and heading to the hotel for some fancy high-rollin' until the sun came up.

{picture: view from the party pad}


Stella Firefly Short was born in our bathroom in Lexington one year ago. I had come home from work after a night shift as Tiff was getting out of bed and she said, "I think my water just broke but you should go ahead and get some sleep because we've got a while." This statement reinforces my belief that all pregnant women are beautiful and stark-raving mad. Obviously things went well but not without the steady calm guidance of our midwife, Linda Blue and the mellow joy of my mother. I knew that Stella would come into the world surrounded by friends and family but I didn't realize that her arrival would also blur the lines between the two. Since Stella was born, Linda has become family and Stella always puts on her best manners when she sees her. Linda is headed around the world soon, because like any superhero her path is guided by a mixture of the whimsy of fate and the needs of others. She made our weekend in Nashville possible by coming along and keeping an eye on Stella and we couldn't have done it without her.

{picture: the late night impromptu dance floor}