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Naebody in Particular

You won't find them on a shortbread tin, but our ancestors live on so long as we keep telling their stories. Scots, Yanks, Canucks and the Auld Enemy. Newest posts are the ancestors, but scroll for the living.

  • marketing 101

    dude.

    late last month the formula we’ve used since month one to supplement mommy milk — similac sensitive r.s. — all of a sudden disappeared from the shelves, without a trace.

    we tried all the usual stores — empty shelves. the lady sparkler and i both went online to the manufacturer’s site, and it was gone like it never existed in the first place.

    after about two weeks, the empty spaces on the shelves suddenly filled up with a new flavor of formula in a baby puke green color.

    after two more hours of digging — er, googling — it appears that the new flavor (similac sensitive for spit up) is actually just a re-branded old flavor.

    only a different product name. and a completely different color. and a different safety seal. and no reference to the previous brand.

    how did we know? i had to compare the UPC codes off a bottle of the old formula.

    now, i’m not much of a marketer, but if they had kept any one thing from the previous design — keep the red bottle, keep the product name, keep a reference to old product — we wouldn’t have missed a beat and would have kept buying the “new” stuff like lemmings off a cliff.

    seriously, people. marketing 101.

    P.S. sparklet is just about off formula entirely (and mommy phased out of pumping late last month). starting this week we’ve got her on a mix of milk and lactaid — the latter being a holdover over from similac sensitive r.s. being lactose free.

    once she gets used to the whole milk thing, we’ll start phasing out the lactaid, and viola — high cholesterol, full lactose baby.

  • anniversary, apparently

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    the lady sparkler and i got a call from my mother today, wishing us a happy third wedding anniversary. we both looked at each other and said:

    wait, it’s our anniversary?

    apparently.

    UPDATE: aunt melissa has volunteered to babysit for us on a night of our choosing to help us go out and celebrate. yay 🙂

  • smile like you mean it

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    well, auntie jojo picked a heck of a weekend to come visit. sparklet got sick on Friday — a pretty standard ear/nose/throat thing — and i picked it up like clockwork on Sunday night. (it’s Tuesday, and i still haven’t been to work this week.)

    thank God she was family, and not somebody that we were trying to impress.

  • baby’s new web site design

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    happy (early) birthday, sparklet!

    daddy doesn’t do much, be he does do web sites — so he spent the last couple of days designing and building out an new look in honor of your first birthday.

    the last design was great, but it was mostly someone else’s work, and i threw it up literally overnight when bad people started doing bad things to our website.

    so happy birthday, baby sparklet.

    someday you’ll be able to read — and when you can, you’ll finally understand why daddy’s been sticking that camera in your face for the last 12 months.

  • national zoo

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    see slideshow of the photos on flickr:
    national zoo, washington, dc
  • hank’s oyster bar

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    photo of the week // week fifty-one
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    it wasn’t ten minutes into our dinner tonight at hank’s oyster bar that i noticed — sparklet was tonight’s reminder to all the couples in the room to use birth control.

    we’re pretty sure she’s getting sick (head cold), she’s teething out of her skull (we’re up to 8 teeth now, at least that we can see), she’s not sleeping (see first two) and now that she’s walking regularly, she’s just not finding the sweet confines of a high chair quite as alluring.

    i did the first (of what i’m sure will be many) evacuation of a restaurant so others could eat in peace — which is more than fine, as i’m always the first one done eating.

    we decided to play in traffic (and with strange dogs) instead.

    see slideshow of photos on flickr:
    hank’s oyster bar, washington, dc
  • guestbook: auntie jojo

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    see all the photos on flickr:
    guestbook
  • found: september

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    See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
    camera dump: september