The new Hello Kitty FM Transmitter / Car Charger. Now, I have to ask: Who drives a car, has an iPod, and obviously a job or rich parents, and is still into Hello Kitty (besides Paris Hilton) ?
Hello?!
Obviously, some folks got to this post before I had time to add the text. But, the reason I took this is to ask a question:
Why do people feel the need to wear lycra shorts very much in public, when they very obviously should not? Lycra is not a forgiving medium when it comes to fashion, and I daresay that a very low percentage of people should actually consider wearing lycra as everyday wear to your local shopping establishments, or other places where you can be seen.
Now, I know what some of you might be thinking: perhaps she just got out of the gym, and needed to stop into Target to pick up a few things before heading home. Nope, she has two kids in tow and a cart full of purchases - so obviously not a quick stop into Target.
So, why subject me to your sensory smorgasbord of visual and olfactory delights? Because you have no shame. So, pardon me, it's been 3 days since I slept or showered and I need to go to Target to get something "real quick". I think diapers or something.
Congrats to Jamie & Jeremy, who have found out that they are expanding the family tree a little more!
I've posted some pictures up on my Google Picasa website.
Maya Ann was born at 3:43pm weighing in at 6lbs 1oz, 18" long. Devin Hayes
was born at 3:44pm weighing in at 6lbs 7oz, 19" long. Mom & kids are doing
quite well!! More pix soon.
Love,
Andy, Stephanie, Devin and Maya
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Yay, ice cubes! And, it's 10:21am. Kids are being born in 3½ hours. Strangely, I am not the slightest bit bothered by this. It's still very surreal. We'll see how that holds up at 2:30pm. :)
Oh, and one other bit of news. If you use a digital camera that accepts SD cards, Best Buy is running a $20 mail-in rebate on 2GB SanDisk SD cards, which brings the price down to $50. Not bad! Hurry up though, because the promo ends tomorrow (7/29).
Luckily the D50 arrived today with little time to spare! Only 22 hours left!! Here's my first shot. I did it in RAW format, just to be all cool and what-not. 
36½ hours and counting. It will be an interesting weekend. Steph's Mom is coming up for a few weeks, and Mom & Dad are coming down for the weekend. It'll be a full house for certain, although we will actually be in the hospital for 4 days while Steph recovers from have the kids cut out of her. That's actually a bit scary if you think about it too much. I have made a vow to be rather polarized about when end of the operating table I'll be on, and it will be the one without the scalpels.
On a side note, I am still waiting on my D50 to get here. Let's hope it's tomorrow. I would hate to have to post 3.2MP pix of the kids. ;-)
I've added some nice little links on the right: tunes I'm listening to, books I'm reading, and the niftiest feature: the NetFlix movies we have at the house. :) Snazzola!
Devin is 6lbs 12oz, Maya is 6lbs 10oz. Everybody is doing fine except Steph, who is ready for the kids to leave the nest already. We have the regular OB appointment this morning...perhaps he'll go ahead and schedule that C-section in the next couple of days. We'll see!
From an article in the New Zealand website "Stuff":
A Christian group urging parents to smack their children, using discipline sessions lasting up to 15 minutes, has been accused of promoting what amounts to child abuse.
Family Integrity has produced a controversial eight-page booklet on how to use physical punishment under the present law. Parents are told that smacking can be a "10-to-15-minute process" and that if a child reacts angrily, such as by slamming doors or "pouting", they should be smacked again.
"Smacking is meant to drive the foolishness, the sinful manifestations, out of the child's personality so that they do not become permanent fixtures," it says. Smacking is justified because children younger than age eight "do not think straight" and lack a developed sense of fair play and duty.
Here's a clip of the pamphlet:
Apparently good taste finally won the battle over art. This sculpture, which was outside of a local video production company here in Atlanta, is gone. I don't know when it was removed, but I drove past its former location a few days ago, and saw that either the composite of soup cans and bumpers had been painted with a new light-bending stealth paint, or they rusted away, or perhaps somebody just moved the damn thing. I'm betting on the latter, even though the former sounds way cooler. Actually, the video production company moved and I think they gave the property management the finger and took their damn statues with them. I bet they had to use the bigger U-Haul truck.
I can recall a few details from the placard: The piece was made by some US artist, now living in Spain, out of some 3,500 soup cans and old car bumpers. It was meant to symbolize the struggle of the weak against the overly powerful. I hear that the meak taste good with ketchup*. Anyway, here's a photo of the joint in memoriam.
*Interestingly, did you know this could be spelled catsup as well? I remember reading that on a bottle when I was a kid.
At least, that's what I'm telling myself. You see, after several weeks of off-n-on rain, coupled with the fact that I've been overbusy with assorted double-ended homestead preparatory tasks, our lawn has been left to, well, the weeds. And grass. Lots of grass. Let's just say that the back 40 was creeping up to calf height, and we're talking about bermuda grass here, people.
Mowing it was incredibly fun this evening. So much did I relish this task, I forewent (huh?) my trip to the gym, knowing that plenty of workout would be had beating back the assorted greeneries and weedytufts that have propped up residence in our yard. At least I was moderately prepped for the task - so much so in fact that I didn't start until 6:45pm, and finished up about 8ish, rightly drenched in swizzeat.
I like - nay - love grass.
No babies yet. Keep your fingers crossed. Also, I haven't posted recently due to a light bout of food poisoning which kept me out of commission for most of Thursday/Friday. PS. I just watched "Super-size Me", and I don't eat fast food very much anyway, but now I won't ever.
Dave JDs in our parking garage after a tough night.
Strobist: How To: DIY $10 Macro Photo Studio
I'm linking this to save for when my D50 comes in... time for Macro fun!!
Here's Steph at 35 weeks. She's practically reached DoubleWide™ status. :)
Two more pix of the redone stuff, including the dresser and my shoes, and Steph in a borrowed recliner in which she sleeps about 50% of the time (when there's sleep to be gotten).
You might also notice my stack of books in the top picture. This is stuff I'm currently reading:
1. David McCullough's 1776
2. Barlett & Steele's Howard Hughes: His Life and Madness
3. Dan Brown's Angels & Demons (again)
4. Clive Cussler's Fire & Ice (again)
5. Clive Cussler's Sahara (again)
6. Senzaki's The Iron Flute: 100 Zen Koans
1. Me in front of our calligraphy mural, done by Steph. Peace, Love, Health, Music (not in that order).
2. The furry kids on our redone bedroom. It used to be a chocolate brown. I told Steph I was tired of waking up feeling like I was in an anus. Not that I know what that's like, but I imagine it would be warm, moist, brown and dark. Our previous bedroom decor matched 50% of those criteria. I repainted our bedroom furniture from this orangey-colored wood to a nice Beluga Black, then topped it off with a few coats of Polycrylic. Walls were repainted from HersheySquirt Brown to Corn Husk Green (or some such color).
3. Here's another shot showing the repainted mirror and to B&W pix that evoke a mystical, ethereal feeling. One is a shot of some mountains from Tahiti, the other of a spruce forest in Alaska.
We're cruising at 34½ weeks. Picked out our pediatrician, a nice lady from South Africa. Not much interesting from the ultrasound appointment, other than the news that Devin is 5lbs 10oz and Maya is 5lbs 2oz. So, Steph is carrying around almost 11lbs of baby! I have to give her credit for hanging in there. We got an interesting ultrasound pic of Maya's face coming soon.
In other news, we found that the commuity center pool is open, nice, and inexpensive. Steph can spend all day in a low-g environment for $3!
As Plato once said, "Necessity is the mother of invention." As such, I have given birth a new salsa recipe. I happen to love salsa and am quite the connoisseur, if I do say so myself. And I do. So, I had a few friends over for an impromptu night of Euchre, and we absentmindedly forgot to retrieve salsa from the local Kroger - bad news!
So, I whipped out my new food processor (sidebar: I upgraded from a "chopper" to a full-fledged processor with the intent to prepare baby food in the not-to-distant future.) and mixed up a batch of salsa using items I had readily available.
Heretofore I had expounded upon the virtues of Don Pablo's salsa, and the made-in-the-restaurant salsa of Los Bravos (a local Atlanta CheapMex™ chain). I can proudly say that I will not be needing to procure these any longer! Although that will probably reduce my marguerita intake, but I digress.
So, without further adieu, my salsa recipe, including various taste modifiers.
Basic Red Salsa Recipe
- 1 can diced tomatoes. I've tried several versions, and the best is Contadina's Roasted Garlic Tomatoes. Since these can be hard to come by (I luckily got a 12 pack on my last trip to BJ's), I've resorted to using Kroger brand No Salt Added. It's not bad.
- 1 can ROTEL. You have several choices here. The best tasting is the Mexican version with lime and cilantro. It's not a heavy cilantro flavor, so it won't overpower the salsa. If you want heat, go with the Extra Hot flavor - but get some cilantro (not too much!) to add some flavor.
- 2 heaping tablespoons minced garlic. This is something you should have in your 'fridge at all times anyway. You can use fresh if you like - if you do, make sure you roast it! Also, make sure you get some of the garlic juice from the bottom of the jar.
- ¼ cup of peppers. You have several choices here, obviously based on the amount of heat you want. Everest: habanero. McKinley: jalapeno. Kilimanjaro: poblano. Backyard: serrano. You can also get pickled versions too, for a bit of "afterbite". I mainly used serrano for taste and jalapeno for heat. Just drop them in whole, washed and without stems.
- Lime Juice to taste. If you got the ROTEL Mexican variety, you only need a bit of this, or perhaps none.
- Fresh Cilantro. Go easy on this. It doesn't take much to overpower the salsa! If you got the ROTEL Mexican variety, you only need a bit of this, or perhaps none.
- Red Pepper, Crushed & Dried. You should have some of this in your pantry anyway. Just a couple of teaspoons of this for some pizzazz.
Coming up next... tomatillo (green) salsa!
Via Josh: Wm. Shatner sings My Way at the 2005 AFI Life Achievement Award: A Tribute to George Lucas show. Actually pretty funny.
I've dinked around a bit with Google Pages and I've just one comment. They need to incorporate templates into Picasa Web Albums.
Heh...not often you see a cake decorating kit at such a bargain price with my name on it!
I gotta wonder what goes on in the R or NC-17 Wendy's...
Ok, Microsoft now has it's own iPhoto/iMovie competitor...well, sort of. I'm interested to see if Google joins the fray.
I've only toyed about with Photo Story 3, but it seems pretty competent and relatively idiot-proof. I'm not sure I'll ever use it - but the automatic mood-generator is pretty nifty.
I put up a web cam on the crib. Unfortunately the cam is quite old, but it was free (as in beer), and the "quality" is dubious at best. I hesitate to use the word quality in the same sentence as the cam, but I digress.
Anyway, whenever the cam is running (which may be at very strange hours), you can find it here.
A compliment to my Meat Beard billboard, this foto was snagged outside my office building. Looks like wet toilet paper was the white-out medium.
I've been slowly but surely organizing and cataloging the 7000 odd images I've been taking since I went digital. It's a looooong process. I'm using Picasa for my organization and it seems to work pretty well. I've switched from using iPhoto because I think Picasa does a much better job of handling a large database of images, which doesn't surprise me. At any rate, I actually got a friend of mine to scan in all my slides, which means that I finally got some really great photos from Alaska and Tahiti back into my collection. So, keep checking the photos link for new stuff...because by the time we have the kids, there won't be able time for that!! :)
Dr. Lee says Steph measures like she's 42 weeks (if there was just a single unit of Baby in there). For those who are bad at math or don't know such things, that's 2 weeks overdue. We're in the home stretch now - we passed our Fetal Fibronectin (Fft) test last week, so no babies for 2 more weeks for sure. Anytime after that and we're +2 in the home run column.
1. Don't worry, your dad didn't know what he was doing, either.
2. No, no--not that Spock!
3. Second thought, maybe you should worry.
4. Never tell anybody that you and your wife are "trying."
We really don't need the visual, that's why.
5. Never tell anybody where your child was conceived, how long it took, or what song was playing.
6. Do not name your baby after cities, geographical points of interest, features of the solar system, seasons, plants, animals, or current television stars.
7. Your child, at birth, already has a deeply complicated relationship with his mother, and, for the first year, you are only a curiosity.
For a couple of years after that, an amusement-park ride.
Then, a referee.
And finally, a bank.
8. If you want to subject your son to the unkindest cut, insist on a local anesthetic, since many pediatricians don't bother to use one.
The anesthetic is for the kid.
9. Baby gas is lessened with a good nipple connection during feeding, which decreases air intake.
Assuring that his lower lip is flipped out, not pursed, helps.
10. There is nothing wrong with thumb-sucking, which helps ease the pain of teething.
Nonetheless, it probably ought to stop by kindergarten.
11. Diaper-rash remedy: Expose baby's hydraulics to the air until dry. Soak baby's bottom in tepid water with a half cup baking soda. Then, Balmex. Or Lotrimin. Rediaper.
12. You know how they say you'll get used to diapers? You won't.
Unless you wear them a lot.
13. Forcing children to use toilets will make them dislike toilets.
Children begin using toilets when they tire of that not-so-fresh feeling.
Of course, this is long, way long, after you tire of it.
14. The start of crawling: usually begins between six months and twelve months.
Standing: usually between nine and twelve months.
Walking: between twelve and fifteen months.
The onset of the above, as with all developmental skills, is hugely variable among individual children.
15. Avoid walkers, not only because they can be dangerous around stairs but because they don't require a child to balance and thus retard his walking progress.
16. Reason boys are better: They cannot get pregnant.
17. Reason girls are better: They're less likely to get arrested.
18. The threat of an unknown punishment is always more effective than a stated one.
19. Annals of great punishments: Hang dolly from a noose!
That was a joke, Dad, a joke.
Annals of great punishments, for real: making him wash the car, clean the bathroom, and watch The McLaughlin Group.
You see, all great punishments should reduce the number of disagreeable tasks you would otherwise have to perform.
20. Teach by example.
21. Your kids can develop an independent sense of good taste only if they're allowed to make their own mistakes in judgment.
22. Relax: Lots of little boys want a Barbie and a dollhouse.
23. The first time you change your son's diaper and he pees all over you is not an accident. It's foreshadowing.
24. Children of too-strict parents are more likely to develop tics.
25. Let them take reasonable risks: A few scrapes in the long run are nothing compared with the scars left by hovering parents. Or tics.
In preparation for risks: a Red Cross first-aid course.
26. The most common cause of fatal injury among kids between five and nine involves cars, which is to say, hold their hands. And buckle them in.
27. Try to tuck them in every night, too.
28. When changing diapers, avoid baby powder, as it can irritate her lungs.
When changing diapers, definitely don't avoid the Desitin--spread it thick, like Spackle.
29. It never hurts to videotape the baby-sitter.
Especially if she's hot.
30. Never disclose to other parents that you have found a good baby-sitter.
31. Reason boys are better: They cost less, especially their clothes.
32. Reason girls are better: They're less likely to burn, slash, or chew the clothes they have.
33. Overalls are not only cute, they provide a convenient handle.
34. At a certain point, your child will appear to survive exclusively on peanut butter, french fries, Cheerios, and hot dogs.
35. Dropping food on the floor is a new and delightful skill to a one-year-old, not a deliberate attempt to annoy you.
However, as small he or she might be, never underestimate an infant's ability to project chewed food over great distances.
36. The single most important thing a father can possess: Wet-Naps.
37. NOW, more than ever, don't move into a place without laundry facilities.
38. Children's hobbies to nip quickly in the bud: drums, archery, matchbook collecting.
39. Beware your child's uncles, who will teach your kid dirty words, introduce him to liquor, and give him gifts of drums, archery sets, and possibly matches.
40. It is, of course, your natural right to exert the above negative influences on your siblings' offspring.
41. You are under no obligation to tell children the truth.
Lying to children is, in fact, half the fun: "Oh, that tree? That's a yellow-spotted spickle-gruber, of course."
On the other hand, they do remember everything.
42. Sesame Street.
43. Your bedroom door gets a lock. Your teenage son's does not.
44. Lock or no, please knock before entering, as the disruption of a youth who is spanking his monkey will be twice as traumatic for you as it is for him.
45. Other doors to lock: those on the liquor cabinet.
46. There is only one reason for a teenager to burn incense, and we think you remember what it is.
47. Unfortunately, those books that say motherhood makes women desire more sex are referring to women who are not your wife.
48. No matter how wealthy you are, don't buy your kid a car -- offer to match him.
Ditto for other adolescent big-ticket items; teach the little bastard some responsibility!
49. The previous statement proving you are your parents.
Only -- hopefully -- with better fashion sense.
50. Price of a college education for a baby born in 1999: $200,000.
51. If the real response to his question is no, try this instead: "Go ask your mom."
52. DNA tests are 99.9 percent accurate, but check the ears to be absolutely sure.
53. Reason boys are better: Boys start talking later than girls.
54. Reason girls are better: Boys toilet-train later than girls.
55. The twos aren't always terrible.
Even if they are, take heart, as kids aged three to six generally believe their parents are the most amazing beings alive and wish to be exactly like them.
How scary is that?
56. Establishing savings accounts for your kids and requiring them to make regular monthly deposits teaches them how to eventually become J. R Morgan.
The above could prove useful in your dotage.
57. Corny as it sounds, that Harry Chapin guy was right.
Then again, you could argue that W. C. Fields was right, too.
58. It's never too early to begin reading to children.
59. Let them read what they enjoy.
60. Except your porn, which your son will eventually steal unless you hide it really well.
No, you cannot ask for it back.
Furthermore, you cannot steal his.
61. Acceptable reading material: Dr. Seuss, Where the Wild Things Are, Harold and the Purple Crayon, Curious George, and any of the following by Roald Dahl -- James and the Giant Peach, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, and Danny the Champion of the World.
Neither of the following by Roald Dahl: Kiss, kiss or Switch Bitch.
62. Know that by the time your kids are teens, those enormous baggy pants will be long gone, as will tattoos, piercing, and Marilyn Manson.
Of course, by 2015, kids might very well sever arms and legs as fashion statements.
63. Some parents walk around naked in front of their children.
These parents should stop it.
64. Nearly all psychological problems result from feelings of worthlessness, which is to say, every now and then make sure that you tell your kid he's pretty great.
65. And never raise a hand to him. But being a good guy, you probably knew that.
66. The harder they play, the earlier they sleep.
67. Never turn down an invitation to play.
68. No toys that require batteries.
69. They never really outgrow the claw. "No, Dad, no! Not the claw!" means "Apply the claw, please."
70. All in all, fatherhood is pretty terrific -- filled with joy and triumph, promise and miracles -- particularly other people's fatherhood.
71. You might think you know a lot about fatherhood, but not as much as you will when you're a grandfather.
72. If you're thinking that fatherhood means the end of life as you've known it, you, sir, are, of course, absolutely correct.
From Esquire Magazine, reprinted without permission (oops) (© Tom & Dee Ann McCarthy/Corbis)
I've put a meta tag into my site template to cause the site to refresh whenever you load. I'm always having to force a refresh to see changes reflected. If this causes problems for ya, let me know...
I've found my new favorite photo host site. My .Mac page will be out of the picture (heh) at the end of August when I fail to renew my subscription. It's not Flickr, which is fine because I use my blog for photo posting. I don't want to host pix at my own site because that's a lot of software maintenance that frankly I don't (or soon won't) have time for.
So, I'm please to announce my Picasa photo site! Enjoy!
Until you realize that I'm in a suburban wal-Mart that's 20 miles from IKEA.
Let's review grocery etiquette, shall we?
- Have a least two layers of clothing covering your private areas and the private areas of others in your party so as not to have the foodstuffs become contaminated with whatever pests you might be harboring.
- Oh bother, you, your friend and the three toddlers in tow all seem to have violated the first rule. Please exit the store.
Now, I realize that I'm shopping in the Mableton Kroger. You can read two things into that: a) Mableton features a higher per-capita redneck quotient and 2) Kroger is not the gold-standard of grocery stores. You would be right on both counts. I'm not going to digress into a rant about the Kroger clientele, and I'm even going to steer clear of any puns which might be lurking about. Okay, well, maybe one:
"Say, do you have any fresh pork loin back there? How 'bout a pound of fatback?"Ok, one or two or three is enough. Anyway, the picture is worth at least 500 words, and that's about the length of this po
Check the title link for some cool information on how to effectively use Google search. There's some pretty good information in there.
Time to change the template. Brown, or whatever color this is, is the new black. Enjoy.
Ok, here we are at 29.3 weeks! We had another ultrasound today - no pictures suitable for posting - and got rave reviews. The "smaller" of the two is just above the median size for a singleton! Add on to that another one that's bigger - well, that's a whole lotta baby.
Everybody is doing well; things are progressing normally and all the measurements look good. Devin and Maya are up to 3lbs 3oz and 3lbs 4oz respectively, which is actually interesting because Devin used to be king of the womb up to now! Guess this is probably a sign of things to come (sorry son!).
TTFN
We finished our series of baby classes today with "Baby Baby Essentials" and "Breastfeeding for Multiples". I gotta say, neither of these classes surpassed the information we received in "Marvelous Multiples" - something that didn't surprise me given that the MM instructor was a mother of triplets and the other instructors were singleton moms.
I did like some of the things we learned. The BBE instructor was very matter-of-fact and direct in her approach:
"I don't like those $25 wash basins you buy in the store. Just not functional. Use a $5 sponge bottom."
'Nuff said about that I suppose. And, the instructor is not pimping any products:
"I have turned these bottles around because I don't push any particular
product. Buy whatever you want, but READ the labels. Did you know
that the $12 bottle of butt cream has active ingredients of zinc oxide and
lanolin? You can buy them separately for $2.50. Pay $12 if you
want. Oh, and baby shampoo and baby wash? Same active ingredients,
just more water in one. Save your money."
I'm all about that. The other instructor, by comparison, was not a La Leche person, and so was not the milk Nazi I envisioned. Instead, she was a feel-good oh-you'll-be-so-great-but-it-will-be-difficult kind of lactation consultant. That, and she was a complete pimp for Northside Hospital. Yes, we get it. You're a great hospital. Yes we know more babies are born there in Atlanta than anywhere else. Yes we know that you have a NICU that is world standard. Great. But you're also 45 minutes away from the house, and that's without traffic. And, our OB doesn't practice there. And, our OB is 5 minutes away. Do the math. Stop pimping.
Soooo...why the picture of the alien baby? This is one of the dolls we got to practice bathing and what not. I just thought it was funny, because he looks strangely familiar - like our friend Tommy!
This wasn't my purchase, but I have to wonder if this is some sort of bomb making undertaking...
My nearby Radio Shack decided to go out of business, so I felt obliged to go give it some of my business. Personally, they picked a crappy area to build that particular store - it's in the same shopping strip as a goodwill store and a food depot. Anyway, I picked up electronics parts at 50% off: various LEDs, 7-segment LEDs, a breadboard and the choice pick: a BASIC Stamp kit with a fat lab manual! I got this stuff really cheap!
Anyway, I didn't have time to play with it at home, so I brought the Stamp with me to Miami on my trip. Last night I did half of the labs (skipping the homework) and brewed up my first original circuit: light measurement! The movie below illustrates the amount of light hitting the photoresistor, as indicated in the LED. Enjoy!
Spotted on the back of a van in Miami. I suppose you might guess that it's from a local brothel. You'd be wrong - it's from a Balloon Company. Who knew!
Nor much new to report just yet. Steph has two appointments this week, so hopefully we'll get some good ultrasound pix to share. Oh, we also took a "Marvelous Multiples" class on Saturday - it was great! The instructor was a mother of trips, so she had lots of real world experience to share. We also started playing music for the twins - i'll post the playlist soon.
TTFN!
Soon I'll replace this with a video - for some reason I couldn't upload it directly from my phone. Anyway, this is the terminal connector in Detroit's airport. The hallway is lined with glass panels that are etched/embossed with various liquid-looking designs and are backlit with stylish purple, fuschia, red and pink lights which morph. And the best part is the music played during the light show - it's all retro-future, like from World of Tomorrow. Can't wait for the video...
Update - I figured out how to get 3gp files into the blog (not automatically, but embedded nonetheless). Enjoy!
I'm in Detroit, watching MI:3 (which was okay by the way), and luckily there are plently of good trailers for upcoming movies I'd like to catch:
- Superman Returns
- X-Men 3
- Davinci Code,
- Over the Hedge
- Nacho Libre
I think I'm gonna go rhyme tonight inside Dtown! For those of you who aren't in the know, Eminem did a movie called "8-Mile" which refers to the system of roads in Detroit. A lot of the east-west roads are named according to the distance the road is from city center (I think). So, basically, anything outside of 8-Mile road was considered white trash, or something like that. Anyway, it's a pop-culture reference.
I've never been truly enamored with "The Airport". There are a few, however, whose design or convenience, or both appeals to my sense of harmony. DTW is one of those airports that hits the design mark, but misses the convenience mark but just a bit.
We got our glider & ottoman in, courtesy of Ma Nolers. We love you! Cooper appears to lament the loss of another dog-accessible window for keeping the passers-by at bay.
