Sunday, February 22, 2009

Why am I in Texas?

Because of some miscalculations taken in November, I am typing this from a Super 8 in Austin...Texas.

Last fall it made tons of sense to travel 1,539 miles due south to figure out How Institutional Advancement must Evolve in our Internet-enabled Society and learn How to Develop and Implement Strategies for Successfully Cultivating and Soliciting Major Gifts. And why wouldn't I want to enhance my Fundraising through Multi-Channel Marketing?

Honestly, I am looking forward to this Association of Lutheran Development Executives conference, but my girlfriend is trying to get pregnant!

After doing a little Internet research this morning, I have learned that today is called "8dp3dt" That is code for 8 Days Past 3 Day Transfer. Which means it has been 8 days since we transferred 3-day old embryos.

Monday Betsy will go in for a blood test. Some people call it "beta" test or HCG test. Betsy's in Berthold this weekend with my parents and I imagine that they are having a great time. My mom and dad are probably looking on the Internet and Betsy is thinking, "Okay, RD and Rose. Let's do something different than look at the internet!" (Mom or dad - if you are reading this right now and Betsy is standing in the living room looking at you, then just slowly close your computer and say something to her :)

Well, I better get to the airport. I have to go back to the airport to get on a shuttle to another motel.

I probably should go to the exercise room! This morning I ate a Texas-shaped waffle in the continental breakfast room...plus bacon...plus a sausage muffin...plus some more bacon. Anyways, I walked by what I thought was a opening in the wall and saw a kinda-chubby guy wearing the same shirt I was. Well, after a second look, I noticed that it was a mirror, not a hole in the wall. That chubby guy with man-boobs was me!

When your wife is trying to get larger, I don't think I was supposed to get larger, too!

Talk to you soon!

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Hi Honey,

Just got home from walking Birki - don't worry, there was a "big job." I know how you worry about that :). She got a little extra bacon at brunch this morning. That's right, honey, I would certainly classify today's post-church meal as BRUNCH - french toast, bacon, eggs. What with these Debertins :).

Your mom and I finished two very adorable pillows - A LOT of quilting math. You would have loved the problem solving and calculations.

You are right on target about the internet and your parents. Your commentary on the subject made your dad laugh. Here is one other funny observation. Yesterday, I listened in on a conversation between your folks and the neighbors about how to beat the system at Four Bears Casino. Just so you know, they are thinking about hitting up senior citizens day at the casino - they think there will be better pay outs. Interesting strategy, don't you think :).
Love you - Betsy