Saturday, July 03, 2010
An unnamed party...
...has taken to singing a certain song when the young man is working something that will lead to a diaper change. I'm not quite sure why, but it seems to fit.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
WSJ: Kids are worth it
The Wall Street Journal just published a nice little article on why it's worth it to have kids...or not.;-) Read it here.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Baby shots
We have not been posting enough pictures of the baby. So now, for your view pleasure, here are three galleries of pictures of the young man.
Hope that does it!
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| Week One |
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| Isaiah as of June 8th, 2010 |
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| Family Visit and Bris |
Hope that does it!
Monday, May 31, 2010
Memorial Day
Today we spent the morning walking through the Denver Botanic Gardens. The temperature was absolutely perfect. It wasn't crowded. Everything appeared to be in bloom. Loved it.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Saturday in Denver (Waiting for Baby)
We went to the zoo today. I love the zoo. I fit in well at the zoo. That's a little sad, but mostly its just funny. And happy. People love looking at my belly.
But I loved looking at the animals while taking frequent breaks to sit on the zoo benches and watch all the cute kids walking by.
After the zoo we had an excellent brunch at Stella in the Highlands, followed by a trip to buy tomatoes and herbs to plant. Micah makes an excellent farmer. Or at least an excellent potter.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Baby Progress Update
My last in-office work day was last Friday. This week I am working from home, mostly because sitting for 9 hours in my office chair is just too uncomfortable.
At my last appointment, my doctor told me that she thinks Baby Boy Schwalb is going to weigh between 8 and 9 pounds at birth. She guesses he is over 7 lbs already.
Here's what I looked like on Friday before heading to the office for my last day.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
The Press
Though I didn't know it, there was a reporter from the Fort Morgan Times in the room when I spoke at a local Rotary luncheon. It's a good thing "Mr. Schaub" (who is not the general counsel of Viaero) didn't give them anything terribly offensive to quote in this article.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Revival
We have decided to attempt a revival of the old Schwalbblog.
Here is what I look like these days. Oh wait, I'm actually larger now - that was me at 30 weeks. I'm 32 + now....
Today we are fixing up the nursery, going swimming at the JCC, and enjoying the sunny weather.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Delayed Photos and Videos
Here is everything from Thanksgiving and Christmas. Our apologies for the delay.
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| Breckenridge Thanksgiving |
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| Christmas 2008 |
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Book Review
I just finished A.J. Jacobs's "The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible." I found it to be a highly entertaining and surprisingly educational memoir.
Here is what Slate had to say:
http://www.slate.com/id/2175940/entry/2175941/
And here is what the NY Times had to say:
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/14/books/review/Rosin-t.html
Micah is reading it now. Stay tuned for his sure to be well-penned review.
Here is what Slate had to say:
http://www.slate.com/id/2175940/entry/2175941/
And here is what the NY Times had to say:
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/14/books/review/Rosin-t.html
Micah is reading it now. Stay tuned for his sure to be well-penned review.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Marathon wake up call
Have you ever had one of those mornings where the sound of helicopters and cow bells seeps into your dreams at 6:30 a.m. on a Sunday?
Well, I have.
Well, I have.
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Stephen Hawking
The financial crisis seems somewhat less important when you read this article by Stephen Hawking.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Statler and Waldorf
Thank goodness the Muppets are finally back. Statler & Waldorf have weighed in on the presidential debates via the NYT...
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Home again, home again
We are back in Colorado and enjoying life with friends and family. Below are photos and a video of some time spent with the Sherwinters and Ornsteins, and their little rascals. Enjoy!
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
The Death of George Carlin, by Ellen Louise Kahne
[The following was written by my mom]
Let it be noted that the death of one of America's most effective social critics and humorists of our last century (and this one) was announced this morning.
While all are out there building parks and lionizing the recently deceased host of "Meet The Press" (not to minimize Tim Russert's contribution or his death), probably no park, no street or highway, no airport, no football stadium, not even a sanitation broom dump will ever be named for George Carlin.
Why? Because George Carlin held up a rather uncomfortable and unpopular mirror to our human behavior and inconsistencies, frailties and irrationalities in ways that few (if any) could do over a long period of time--his professional lifetime.
He was uniquely American and knew where all of our pertinent hot buttons were located and pushed them regularly and consistently over time.
He made us stop and think, and to look at the dark side of our nature in a lighter way (which was really a clarion call to climb out of those non productive places and make the conscious decision to change).
In his (powerful) way, he was a defender of our rights and liberties of our U.S. Constitution and George Carlin holds a place in legal precedent in defending our rights to freedom of speech.
He came out of the classic tradition(s) of Mark Twain, Will Rogers, and especially Lennie Bruce, who galvanized Carlin to become the social critic and performer he developed into. And, Carlin was sooooooooooooooo New York (may Joe Pesce bless him, as he called the non "deity" he claimed to have worshiped in one comedy routine).
He had the genius of the common person turned inside out--he was "us" and he thought about everything we think about, yet may never bring to the surface in the company of others (but unlike many, he could not be controlled, conditioned or programmed in any way). His work was an "ode to common things."
He let us all in on what he was thinking, and if any of us were thinking this (too) we saw all of our logical inconsistencies laid out before us in his "comedy" routines, which were so much social commentary and story telling; we understood the illogic, the progression to conclusion, and we suddenly "got" it, even though we may not have agreed with him 100%, we laughed at ourselves.
George Carlin's anger and righteous indignation (at the pathetic human condition) was tempered with deep tolerance. He exposed and deflated bigotry and bigots with the humorist's lance.
What Carlin did was very real magic, prestidigitation with words and ideas. His acuity in rapid fire word thrusts was genius, pure poetry, and legendary. His stand up was "in your face" and made his audience uncomfortable (just listen to the laughter and where it occurs--folks were caught off guard and squirming in their seats). Fortunately, some of his most controversial material is on YouTube and you can sample this.
May his memory be for a blessing to all who really care what becomes of us (the human race), and those who care about this nation, and of our place in the world, which is humbled, tarnished and less than it was seven years ago (funny thing about that).
Tomorrow, I'll be cleaning my fridge, checking the Tupperware for "meatcake" to discard in Carlin's honor. Then, I'm going to dig out my VCR tape of Outrageous Fortune and laugh 'til I cry. I think that's as good a way as any to celebrate and memorialize Carlin's life and work. Even if he doesn't get so much as a dog run named after him, I'll never forget him. And, perhaps, you won't either.
Let it be noted that the death of one of America's most effective social critics and humorists of our last century (and this one) was announced this morning.
While all are out there building parks and lionizing the recently deceased host of "Meet The Press" (not to minimize Tim Russert's contribution or his death), probably no park, no street or highway, no airport, no football stadium, not even a sanitation broom dump will ever be named for George Carlin.
Why? Because George Carlin held up a rather uncomfortable and unpopular mirror to our human behavior and inconsistencies, frailties and irrationalities in ways that few (if any) could do over a long period of time--his professional lifetime.
He was uniquely American and knew where all of our pertinent hot buttons were located and pushed them regularly and consistently over time.
He made us stop and think, and to look at the dark side of our nature in a lighter way (which was really a clarion call to climb out of those non productive places and make the conscious decision to change).
In his (powerful) way, he was a defender of our rights and liberties of our U.S. Constitution and George Carlin holds a place in legal precedent in defending our rights to freedom of speech.
He came out of the classic tradition(s) of Mark Twain, Will Rogers, and especially Lennie Bruce, who galvanized Carlin to become the social critic and performer he developed into. And, Carlin was sooooooooooooooo New York (may Joe Pesce bless him, as he called the non "deity" he claimed to have worshiped in one comedy routine).
He had the genius of the common person turned inside out--he was "us" and he thought about everything we think about, yet may never bring to the surface in the company of others (but unlike many, he could not be controlled, conditioned or programmed in any way). His work was an "ode to common things."
He let us all in on what he was thinking, and if any of us were thinking this (too) we saw all of our logical inconsistencies laid out before us in his "comedy" routines, which were so much social commentary and story telling; we understood the illogic, the progression to conclusion, and we suddenly "got" it, even though we may not have agreed with him 100%, we laughed at ourselves.
George Carlin's anger and righteous indignation (at the pathetic human condition) was tempered with deep tolerance. He exposed and deflated bigotry and bigots with the humorist's lance.
What Carlin did was very real magic, prestidigitation with words and ideas. His acuity in rapid fire word thrusts was genius, pure poetry, and legendary. His stand up was "in your face" and made his audience uncomfortable (just listen to the laughter and where it occurs--folks were caught off guard and squirming in their seats). Fortunately, some of his most controversial material is on YouTube and you can sample this.
May his memory be for a blessing to all who really care what becomes of us (the human race), and those who care about this nation, and of our place in the world, which is humbled, tarnished and less than it was seven years ago (funny thing about that).
Tomorrow, I'll be cleaning my fridge, checking the Tupperware for "meatcake" to discard in Carlin's honor. Then, I'm going to dig out my VCR tape of Outrageous Fortune and laugh 'til I cry. I think that's as good a way as any to celebrate and memorialize Carlin's life and work. Even if he doesn't get so much as a dog run named after him, I'll never forget him. And, perhaps, you won't either.
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