Optimistic Obfuscation

Introducing Jaron Mosi Huffine

I'm not going to say much because I haven't quite developed the talent of typing while holding a baby, but I just wanted to make sure that I did my duty and formally introduced my son, Jaron Mosi Huffine. Jaron is Hebrew and means "he will be joyous" and Mosi is Swahili meaning "firtborn."

Jaron was born Monday, August 9th at 7:47pm. He was 9lbs 7oz at birth and 21in long. He is now eating well and sleeping fairly well through the night.

For updates you can check out our webpage, www.huffinefamily.com. Right now there are only pictures, and there will be more pictures to come. Soon we will have updates and maybe tell some more of the details about how he was born. (Like the fact that Bob and Michelle Wiegers moved into the room next door to us at the hospital and had there baby a couple days later, but while we were still there. We think we heard one of his first cries).

Well, that is all for now. Do check out our webpage and check back for updates.

Update and More

Just to let Ron know that I am still alive. Here are some pictures from the ultrasound we got a couple of weeks ago. These were at my wife's 20 week visit. She is now at 22 weeks. The due date is July 30th. So enjoy the pictures.

And just to offer a little more for your interest, I offer this. It is an interesting site detailing campaign financing, via slashdot.

Not to Outdo Bob, but...

...my baby is due first

Wallpaper

I have a few half-complete thoughts that I have wanted to post to this blog for some discussion but I haven't had the time to do it. They are thoughts that need some exploration and deserve to be fully explored in my mind before they are thrown out to the realm of cyberspace for the world to consume. So perhaps they will come soon. However, just to avoid leaving this sitting here with no posts for several days in a row, I must explain why I have been too busy to post.

Generally speaking I do most of my posting while at work, where I have a fast internet connection and good amounts of downtime between actually doing any work. Over the last few days I have still had the fast internet connection but I have not had nearly the amount of downtime that I am accustomed to. I have been working to convert a web/database project from VB.NET to C#.NET. For those of you who are not programmers, those are two separate programming languages that have different syntaxes. It is not exactly like translating from English to French, more like translating from English to Ebonics or something like that. Still, it is tedious work and takes a long time to translate about 40 webforms from one language to another. So that has been eating up every bit of my time at work.

When I get home I don’t have much time either. We just recently purchased a house and as always there is plenty of work to be done to make the house just the way that we want it. For us this work included buying furniture to fill the empty rooms as well as the need to paint and otherwise redecorate a couple of rooms. Well this week we purchased our living room furniture, which will be delivered on Saturday, and now we have to get the living room painted before it arrives.

So last night we started scraping the existing wallpaper so that we can paint the previously pink walls. For those of you who have scraped wallpaper before you know that it is a real pain. For those who have not, count yourself blessed. Wallpaper is not designed to be removed. The intention is that it will stay on the wall forever. There are four walls in our living room, as there are in most rooms, two long walls and two short walls. (For those of you who are slow, image a big rectangle). In about 3 hours of scraping last night we removed most of the paper from one of the short walls, which is about a third of the size of one of the long walls. You can do the math. It is going to take a long time to get this done. And then we have to paint. Needless to say, I don’t have much time to post when I am home. So here I am posting about why I can’t post. Until next time…

Laini, please come home!

I always thought that depression was kind of silly. I have never really been an overly emotional person and I have never really had much sympathy for people who were struggling with depression. I always just thought that they should get over it. I always assumed that they were depressed over something silly, something that didn’t really make any difference.

My thoughts on this matter have changed since I have been married. No, it is not being married or dealing with my wife that makes me depressed. What depresses me is when my wife is gone.

My wife is in Miami for a mission’s trip this week and I am home all alone. It is amazing the difference it makes having just that one person around. Somehow I get bored so much quicker when I am by myself than I do when she is here. I find myself moping around wishing that she were just in another room, or something.

It is not like our lives are full of excitement when she is around; she just somehow completes the picture. Without her there is something noticeable missing. Anyone who knows me well knows that I have no problem being alone. Before I met my wife I was perfectly content to spend a Friday night sitting in my room at school, reading a book or playing a computer game. I didn’t think that I needed anyone else around. I can no longer do that. I am now perfectly content to do the same things on a Friday night, as long as my wife is somewhere near. Knowing that I will not see her for a week makes me physically sick. I don’t know how to explain it, maybe it is just me.