Project Monkey

OMG…it’s a SPROGALOTH!

mdk — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 11:18:03 +0000

Something odd is happening folks, something very odd indeed…allow me to show you with this extract from the Journal of Markie D. Keating…

March 9th 2010

I awoke last night in a cold sweat, it was the third night running I had done so. My dreams were filled with the dark coils of a nightmare, of tendrils wrapping me in their grasp and dragging me down into the murky depths whose waters hold ancient secrets. I rose from my bed and glanced at the beautiful face of my sleeping wife, she seemed well rested, almost serenely beautiful in the cold light from the clocks LED. I went to the window and parted the curtains. By chance a stray beam of moonlight, silver and sharp in the darkened room, slanted across my wife’s midrift and brought into sharp relief the raised section of our expected progeny.

I gasped, did my eyes deceive me? Or did the skin on my wife’s stomach suddenly squirm and twist in Diana’s wan glow? I blinked to clear the residue of sleep that gummed my eyes and hopefully to clear the twisted thoughts that shivered across my synapses, the remnants of my horrid dream.

To calm myself I went to our dresser to once again marvel at the photographic keepsake of our still-unborn son, the image that I shall treasure forever. Perhaps it would soothe the troubled waters of my mind and ease the anguish of that desperate dream. I opened the thin card cover, gently smiling at the pictograph of a child’s toy that adorned the cover.

Then I gasped…

The card fell from my fingers and tumbled to the floor…

I could hardly breathe…

I couldn’t move as my feet were rooted to the spot in terror…

A primal, ancient scream, such as one that early man must have uttered when first the darkness came to snatch away his sanity rose from my lips…

But the image was stuck there, burned into my retinas and fixed in my mind where my thoughts unravelled taking with them my senses…

We had created in our dark lusts the very thing that my night-time travels had uncovered, we had brought into being, the Sprogaloth, child of Cthulu…

From 0 to 60…

Leigh — Mon, 01 Mar 2010 12:16:29 +0000

What a big difference in such a short amount of time! Two weeks ago I couldn’t feel a thing. The 22 week mark came and went with none of the advertised kicking to be had, then suddenly at week 23 I start feeling little pokes. Only a week later Markie could feel him from the outside! It’s not consistant yet, what with all that cake in the way, but he’s definitely letting us know he’s there now . Starting to feel a lot better and we bought some decorations for his room this weekend. I hope he likes farm animals. Only 16 weeks to go!

A beautiful place to stay

mdk — Fri, 26 Feb 2010 14:32:09 +0000

Last weekend we took a long break in London to celebrate nothing other than taking a long break in London. Well, this is not strictly true, what we were actually doing was using the space in a London Hotel, Flemings-Mayfair in Mayfair (strangely), that I had due to a business matter.

So we went to London and I was told we would have a good apartment, as it was we got the Penthouse Apartment in the building. It was very pretty. It had a fully fitted kitchen, private lift (that opened up into the hallway of the apartment), our own back door access that led onto a different street to the hotel and just looked like a residential address. Two bedrooms and three bathrooms – and a private patio. Pictures follow.

Pudding, more pudding….

mdk — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 06:56:45 +0000

So Leigh’s cake layer continues to shrik as Flash, formerly known as the Pudding Bump, continues to develop and spread out giving himself womb to manouvre

Latest images reveal that Leigh is at least happy with this situation.

Don't you dare say anything about cake

She looks very happy about this

More decorating

mdk — Mon, 15 Feb 2010 12:05:05 +0000

So the second room is coming along in the old -getting decorated- stakes and I thought it would be a good point to post a few low res pictures of the changes done so far – so here they are in order of being placed (newest are at the bottom).

There is a cake layer

mdk — Fri, 12 Feb 2010 16:39:49 +0000

Okay I have been implicated in a potential false claim, to whit, that I have put across the message that my wife cannot feel the kicking of our active sprog due to her ‘cake layer’. I didn’t start this rumour, as it is not a rumour. I merely report to you all a fact. My wife has always claimed she has a second, ‘pudding’, stomach, I do not dispute her right to claim that. I claim that it is this stomach that prevents her feeling the kicking because I have seen the truth and you can also. If you look closely at the -FULL- copy of the 20 week scan (which I have helpfully labelled for you) you can clearly see Flash, the Placenta and then Cake Layer I claim is the cause of her feeling nothing.

Flash Dance!

Leigh — Fri, 12 Feb 2010 16:02:35 +0000

So, apparently I’m supposed to blog stuff here.
Blog blog blog.
Not enough? Well alrighty then, I might as well waffle about Flash for a bit. As I write this I’m 22 weeks along, and have I felt any kicks yet? Have I b*****ks. While I feel a little aggrieved that the pregnancy book promised kicks between 16-22 weeks and they have yet to be forthcoming, I take some solace in the fact that the cartoon lady who’s diary is in that book hasn’t felt anything yet either, so at least I’m not alone. I’d figured we might have a lazy baby on our hands here.
We were at the hospital for our check up yesterday and I was asked if he was moving regularly. Regularly? At all would be nice, I said to the very pleasant lady who introduced herself as our consultant’s registrar. So she measured me, declared Flash’s house to be just the right size for him, then got out the Doppler to have a listen to his heartbeat. Then she looked surprised.
“He’s moving a lot! Can you really not feel that?”
“Nope! Not a sausage.”
“Well, he seems happy in there.”
“It must be your cake layer,” says my dotting hubby. Thanks, my love.
So the good news is Flash is dancing around, even though I can’t feel him. The other good news is it’s cake Friday and someone just handed me a pink marble cupcake! Yum. Life is good. And no, I don’t think those two things are connected….

2.30 and Tooth-Hurty

mdk — Wed, 10 Feb 2010 11:41:45 +0000

We had to take the cat to the vets last week as we noticed that his breath was a little ripe and on examination his gums looked red. So we made an appointment and it was for two-thirty p.m. – yep Tooth Hurty – two-thirty – they couldn’t have just made it 2.15 could they.

Anyway it was found that he needed to go in to have his teeth cleaned and a proper examination which happened yesterday. While he was under they discovered that the wee mite has viral gingivitis (yuck) and that he has most likely had it for some time. He is probably prone to the condition. They had to remove five of his teeth to help ease the pain/pressure on his gums and from now on he must have dental-formula biscuits and we get to play at brushing his teeth and applying a special gel to the gums to try and keep the infection/condition under control.

They also charged us a good sum (over £150) for the privilege of doing all of this work – though sticking your fingers in a cats mouth can’t be that much fun.

Failing that we could knock all his teeth out and then watch him suck his biscuits for the rest of his life :/

Electrician in Lancaster

mdk — Wed, 10 Feb 2010 11:35:17 +0000

So we had some electrical work done just over a week ago and I said that I would blog about this chap:

Mark Hunter Electrical

01524 66090

07766014904

If you need any electrical work done in the Lancaster district I can highly recommend him, he is fast, efficient, polite and well-priced. Mark came when he said he would and performed a really nice job. So just to SEO a few more links, he is a Lancaster Electrician.

Busy Weekend #1

mdk — Wed, 03 Feb 2010 17:41:10 +0000

We’re off to a sci-fi convention this weekend with the wonderful Simsian Parental Units. I know is this a descent into further geekdom/nerdalia, is it in fact possible for that to happen to us since we are already fairly immersed, did we pay for it? Well, no, and yes.

Linda won some tickets to the event in a magazine competition so we have free entry, though the cost of travelling and accommodation isn’t included so hey ho. Half the cost is bourne by the fickle fingers of finance the other by fate.

I will be reporting some more on what happened/happens sooner or later but for now let me tell you there is a masked ball/costume event and yes I’m Batman (or should that be f…..).