1. More house hunting yesterday. I’ll sum it up this way - three great houses, but not an offer submitted. It’s a long story with which I won’t bore you.

2. Bizarro pregnancy dreams continue. I had two this weekend that really boggled my mind. I’ll just share the weirdest one.

Friday night. Beau and I decided to adopt a baby girl even though I am pregnant with a baby girl (in the dream I was at about 6 months along). So Lando Calrissian took us to some city in the clouds over Italy in the Millinian Falcon where we waited with other adoptive couples for our baby. When the first one arrived, I booted people out of the way at the door to get to the baby first. It was cold, so the infant carrier was covered. I unzipped it to find a lovely red-haired little girl and I scooped her to me mine. As for the Lando appearance, I can only attribute it to my recent watching of Return of the Jedi on cable. There’s no other explanation because I much prefer Han Solo over any other male in the Star Wars universe.

3. Useless One complained to me about how busy she is and to warn me that medical bills will be coming to me late. And then she proceeded to complain about how our boss told her she had to step up to the plate to take on more in her job. How dare he! Yadda, yadda, yadda. I told her we’ve all had to step up to take on extra at times and that it’s just the way it is when we can’t add the admin staff that we need. She then tried to blame that on the management, but I defended them because I know for a fact that our management constantly asks for more admins and repeatedly gets told no by HQ. We are the red-headed step child of federal agencies - we just don’t get the funding that others get.

4. Jesse is a generous little boy. He takes great delight in sharing food with Beau and I. He loves to feed Daddy grapes or pasta or Froot Loops, opening his mouth as wide as it will go and holding out the piece of food for Daddy to take from his little fingers. I had the pleasure of getting fed Froot Loops yesterday and his happy face made me tear up - or maybe that was the pregnancy hormones.

He has also perfected the zerbert. He loves to tickle, although his tickles are really pinches. But he showed his mastery of the zerbert yesterday when I heard this noise from Beau’s direction. We were watching the Redskins game (hail!) in the bedroom after a long morning of looking at houses. Jesse was wrestling with us on the bed when I heard the noise. “Did Jesse press on your belly hard enough to make you toot?” I asked Beau.

“No, Jesse did that,” Beau said, laughing.

I looked over to see Jesse press his mouth to Beau’s belly and he let out this beautiful zerbert. I cracked up, laughing so hard I had tears streaming. Jesse thought this was great and continued to zerbert. Then he zerberted me, too. And tickled/pinched. So much fun.

5. Oh, and the Redskins started winning when Beau put Jesse into his Redskins shirt. The boy will be wearing that shirt on all game days for the rest of the season.

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1. Zerbert?  Never heard that term.  The word I learned for it - and not until I was an adult - was - no idea the spelling - fumfing.  It sounds a bit like taking the German word for five and using it as a verb, with something between an n and an m where the n would be in fünf.

   I love that dream!  And of course Han Solo rocks.

   Posted by Jay Solo  on  10/06/08  at  12:28 PM

2. I had always thought of them as belly f*rts, but I guess zerbert is a little more gentile. But until it makes its way into general circulation you have to explain what a Zerbert is then it’s back to b.f. again.

   Posted by  on  10/07/08  at  01:53 PM

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