Christmas Trees & a Fat Belly (but not Santa's)

Angie:
Here's another picture of the ever growing belly. I don't think it looks so huge until I see it on camera, but that just means our baby is growing which makes us happy. At 27 weeks, she's now probably just over 14 inches long and weighs about 2 pounds. She moves tons still and likes to play with her Daddy by kicking him when he listens to my belly and talks to her.

Bryan:
I find my wife more lovely than ever. She is as sceptical about it as ever, but I never understood until now how a man truly feels about his very pregnant wife; I am as infatuated as ever, embarrassing her in public with my affection. I know, sickening huh? People don't seem to understand why our newlywed affections haven't worn off by now.

I am still numb about the whole graduation thing, I still don't feel the exhilaration I thought I would feel. I did have one moment when I was shopping with my wife where I was thinking, "I don't want to go to class tomorrow!" Then I remembered that I didn't have to, and I felt a brief moment of euphoria equivalent to a man being released from prison. But it was just that...brief. However, I have been enjoying more time with Angie, and working straight through the day without having to jump up and go to class; oh, and don't forget not having to do homework on Saturdays.

I finally received my $40 government coupon to help buy a HDTV converter for my regular old television. I did a lot of research into which one to buy and finally decided on the Digital Stream box you can buy at Radio Shack. I hooked it up as soon as I got home and now we have beautiful crystal clear channels. Unfortunately, we can't find a CW channel in HD for our favorite show: King of Queens. Oh well, the series is over and in re-runs, perhaps we will just buy the DVDs.

I am a bit miffed at the moment. I have been over to voice my concern and even offered to remove it myself; but our neighbors refuse to dispose of their Christmas tree, which has been sitting in the alley in-between our houses since...well...Christmas. I am a bit concerned about it bursting into flame and consuming both our houses in a fireball of neglect. The wife assures me she has nagged her husband about it a lot. I was comforted by her words at first, but another month has passed; and as I have seen them pull the trailer up to the house week-after-week (my breath held in anticipation) they only have it there long enough to drive their four-wheelers and motorcycles up the ramp, then leave on yet another weekend of care-free fire-hazard-at-home fun. Suggestions that won't make my neighbors hate me are welcome.