Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

Margaret is beginning to show. Not all that much yet, but there is definitely a bit of a baby stomach happening. The Bean really isn't bean-sized anymore, and yet we have decided to keep the nickname, simply because it's cute and we have become accustomed to it. It wouldn't surprise me if I continued to call the kid "Bean" after he or she was born, especially if it's a she. It is doubtful though that any offspring from the two of us will be small. I'm 6'3" and Margaret is, I believe, 5'8", so unless some recessive gene kicks in the Bean shouldn't have any problem defending itself on the playground. I myself hit six feet in the sixth grade, and have been taller than all of my teachers since third grade. I only got into two fights during my first 18 years of life, and one of those I started (hey, we're all knuckleheaded at one point or another). Throughout my life, when I have been involved in any sort of potential altercation, all I really had to do was stand up, and the situation usually resolved itself. Height is a good thing, especally when you aren't a particularly good fighter (I learned this during my third and last physical confrontation, while I was in the army, when a guy half my size mopped the floor with me. I'm not ashamed of this - he won fair and square...well, not really fair and square, since everyone fights dirty, but he definitely came out on top.
Where was I going with this? Oh, yeah, the Bean...
Anyhow, I had planned on showing pictures of Margaret's incredible expanding tummy, but have so far been nixxed on that idea. I'm not going to argue with a pregnant woman (hormones - they'll kill ya!) , but hopefully I'll figure out some way of posting the pictures that we get to see on Wednesday. We are still figuring out what we're going to do about a living situation. The options are moving, expanding what we have, or knocking down the 800 sq. ft. house where we currently reside and build something new on the property. We're looking at modular homes, which would be used in the event we went with the thrid choice. There are some designs that would actually work on our property. We'll see what happens.
We went together to see the Blue Dogs on Friday night. The band, which we both love, was celebrating the tenth anniversary of its first show at the Dock Street Theatre here in Charleston. That performance was recorded and released as a CD. I was at the show a decade ago, and Friday's show was just as good, and really showed how far those guys have come in ten years. Right in the middle of the show this awesome African drum group jumped onstage and put on a great show. One of the members of the troupe used to play with the Blue Dogs, and it was a nice surprise in what turned out to be a great show overall. Next Sunday we get to see Alison Krauss and Union Station, one of my favorites. I can't wait for the Bean to get here, so we can start exposing him or her to the finer things in life along the lines of music, film, literature and food. This is going to be one cultured kid.