Acronyms R Us

Where do I begin?

How can I relate this little episode?

I suppose there is no other way than to just 'jump in'.

Over the weekend, Gil picked up a new hobby to pass the time. He discovered

Google Image Labeler.

For those of you unfamiliar with the game, Google pairs you and an unknown, worldwide partner in a 2:00 minute round of 'name this photo'. Each photo that you and your partner successfully match words on, you generate points. Google tracks your pointage. It also lists high scores and such, both for individual rounds as well as all time players.

Gil is [currently] addicted. :)

So, why the big blogging hullabalou, you might ask?

Well, my husband woke me up (again) this morning, in a state of exhileration I've not seen since the most recent Tornadic Vortex Signatures scrolled across his Intellicast report.

Seems the pro-verbiage polyglot GilMeister placed second worldwide in a quick ten minute round this morning. See? His username is pickzell:

Here was an amazing word match that he and his partner paired, notations from his email to me regarding this auspicious occasion:

It wasn’t an easy 2 minutes, either. Look at what we had to contend with right up front:

We matched on beige. What is it? A polyp? Heaven only knows what they’re cooking up at Berkeley!

You can already detect a slight amount of maniacle excitement in him, can't you?

Well, that ain't nothin', I tell ya!

After all, Gil ALSO discovered this morning that the acronym for Google Image Labeler is GIL.

Of course.

Gil was made for such a game as this.

~smirk~

Lord Jesus, help me.

Move Over, Radio GaGa . . .

There's a new song in town: Gram GaGa!

Not that I'm smitten or anything . . .but just. look. at. that. sight! :)

Nothing could be finer . . .or more reefreshing, than to know that my babies are finally getting some serious rest after a harrowing 10 days of NICU trips.

Sleep on, precious ones. These moments are priceless.

Ready To Go Home ~

Take a look at this handsome fella, will ya?

What's that? He's hiding behind Gram's loving embrace?

What better place to be, than with your Grammie.

:)

He's Here!! (umm . . .Where Am I?!?!?) :)

My entire being is encased in a strange euphoric weariness that refuses to let me go.

I don't know who I love more at this moment: My daughter, or my grandson.

I've not been able to completely grasp my thoughts, so I choose to allow my emotions to work in the recesses of my being, silent, yet turning, churning.

Like a silent motor, expressing life and power and forward motion that one cannot stop.

Gee, thanks Chris. [Read Here] You've added to my processing time by at least three days! ~smirk~

Ladies and Gentlemen:

Please welcome little Keeton to our family! :)