Week 23

The only thing my weekly update said of interest this week was, "Loud noises heard often in utero — such as your dog barking or the roar of a vacuum cleaner — probably won't faze your baby when he hears them outside the womb."

This is a good thing. We went to Roanoke over the weekend for the Virginia Press Association conference and awards banquet. The banquet itself was followed by a Mardi Gras theme party in the hotel. My coworkers and our spouses had a blast standing on the side of the dance floor watching the young reporters from the big daily newspapers "get down." We even danced to a few of the more familiar tunes ourselves.

But we spent most of the night standing right next to the speakers and I could barely hear myself talk by the time we left. I worried that the baby was going to be rocked right out of the womb, but now I know I was just preparing him for a future of rock concerts.

Last week was a busy one. We had a reporter quit and I have been burning the midnight oil trying to keep up with everything. I didn't get home home until after 8 p.m. any night last week and It's 6:30 pm Monday night and I'm off to a meeting.

Hope you all are doing well.
Reid