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My latest entry (and it has been a while, thanks to other less geeky obligations) to the Geekdad blog is up. Check out Beating Beach Boredom if you're trying to come up with easy ways to have fun in a gritty, hot, and salty strip of sand. Y'know. The beach?

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How do I know? Because my mom is on Facebook. I got an email last night, which she sent out to everyone who was at our annual family vacation. Instead of attaching photos to her email, she just posted them to Facebook and sent out the link.

My mom is on Facebook. Very cool. I may re-evaluate how useful that Flickr Pro account is for the family...

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After about six weeks without their weekends, I've finally gotten a respite. Let's tally up, shall we?

• First, Natania's grandfather passes away. A weekend spent flying up to Massachusetts for that. Good to see everyone, of course, but not exactly a relaxing time. Plus, we drove back. Four people plus a baby on a fourteen hour drive... not very pleasant.


• Weekend after that, we went to Scott's Hill to see my parents. That was fun, of course, but it was Baby Central. Carrie was there, with Audrey, and we had a good time on the boat. Still, travel was involved, thus it was not relaxination to the proverbial max.


• Then we had some friends stay with us for the weekend. Again, a lot of fun, but even with the best of guests staying in your home, it's hard to just lounge out in your boxers, wearing your sleeveless Poison t-shirt, drinking strawberry flavored milk while watching Saved By The Bell reruns. Because who wants to do that, right? Other than... you.


• Weekend 4: Unfortunately, Karen and David's apartment blew up or some other such nonsense (they had a water pipe burst) and Karen stayed back in Chapel Hill while David ventured forth back to Arizona to deal with everything.


• Weekend the Fifth: Back to the coast for Baby's First Father's Day. A blast! We have a picnic out on the sandbar in Topsail Sound. Dad and I debate the merits of using a viscous timer in the aerial photography rig I'm building for our kite. I spend at least thirty straight minutes away from my computer.


• Final Weekend: I have to work on Saturday. This effectively means that I do not have a true weekend

So, waking up on Saturday without the fear and foreboding of obligation was a nice touch. Waking up this morning to Liam talking to the dog (mostly informing her of her own name: "Cawwee... Cawee!") was even better. I knew that my biggest responsibilities for the morning consisted of: make him a bottle, make him laugh a few times before he went back to sleep (kid sleeps 'til ten o'clock, some days), and then take the dog out for a poop. Not bad at all.

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