Purple power

There's been some noise about the lack of purple musings on this blog. I admit it, it's been a long time. So long, in fact, that I am finding the "new" blog editor interface to be strange and confusing. But by neglecting my Furdell.com duties I have left myself without a leg to stand on when trying to mock a certain lawyer friend named Staci for having not one, but two dead blogs. (Or rather one dead one and one that never even came close to going live -- aborted, maybe?) So here's what's up with me, and may the mocking continue.

It's not an alien. As you probably already know, I'm rather pregnant. I know pregnancy is a "true" or "false" thing, and not an "on a scale of 1 to 10, how pregnant are you?" thing. Nonetheless it captures the essence of my experience to say I am increasingly pregnant. By which I mean that I am freaking huge, and getting more so daily. Apparently our baby is also huge -- in the 80th percentile, according to the Good Doctor. As Andrew said, "Good for him, he's already outstripping his peers." Among the many advantages to being pregnant are always getting to sit down on the bus, having a perfectly good excuse to read children's books (market research?), and getting away with saying "the baby made me do it" after eating all of the Valentine's Day Hershey Kisses.

Speaking of growing families. I have a new sister-in-law -- my brother got married last fall. She's pretty awesome, too. So hurray for my brother! He deserves it. (And I'm totally not sucking up, I don't think he even reads this site.)

My student days are numbered. Of course, numbers can go up really high. The story of my dissertation process could be a lot like "The Little Engine That Could," if the engine had vast swings in energy levels, a much more colorful vocabulary, and the need to make a pit stop every 5 minutes because an even littler engine was pushing on its bladder.

How many nicknames does one city need? Seatte/Rain City/the Emerald City/Jet City is still pretty cool, even in the middle of gray, dreary winter. We had lots of snow and freak windstorms in December and January, but now things are back to normal for us while our friends on the other coast are finally freezing their tushies off like they're supposed to in winter. Even in bad weather, it's still a very outdoorsy city. And though we've been here a year now we still love all the tourist attractions, like Pike Place Market and the monorail that goes to the Space Needle.

And finally, WTF is up with "Gilmore Girls"? I hate you, The CW.