Spent a good portion of Saturday and Sunday moving my home office from its room on the house's main floor to the basement, which until now has served as the "TV room." Since the basement was already finished when we bought the house, complete with fireplace, half bath and an additional room which I've used from the beginning as a library, it made for a nice family room. Now its contents have been rearranged somewhat and augmented with those from my office, which actually works out as I've developed the habit of doing most of my writing down here, anyway.

As for my old office? Why, that's to be the nursery, of course.

It's starting to get real now, folks. The Mrs. is showing very nicely. I can feel the little tyke moving around and she gives me the finger when we go for the sonograms. We picked up the crib on Friday, and once the room itself is painted during the next weekend we'll set to assembling that beast. I swear, the instructions that came with this thing make the handbook for flying the space shuttle look like a nugget of wisdom you might find on a fortune cookie.

In related news, Michi has a list of stuff -- either to buy or which has already been purchased -- that may well place us on the list of shareholders for Babies R Us. I'm trying to figure out how I survived babyhood without all of this stuff. The car seat alone looks like something a pilot might want when ejecting from an F-14. She also bought a combo playpen/crib/solitary confinement cell that has all the comforts of home, including a collapsible changing table and -- I think -- hookups for HDTV and the Internet. All it needs is a beer cooler and I can move in today.

It's gonna look great in my new office, in that space next to my desk.