Last night Papa Tigger and I had an evening of lasts. Since this Tigger thing (more about that later) caught us by surprise (really, who gets pregnant the first month they're trying?), we decided to immediately take advantage of some of the things that Mama Tigger won't be able to enjoy for nine more months.
So we went to one of the city's best reviewed sushi restaurants and ordered much salmon and tuna. And Mama Tigger enjoyed her last glass of Chardonnay. After dinner, we swung by the local Dunkin Donuts to pick up some decaf coffee (Mama Tigger must have her morning coffee, so she'll switch to unleaded).
Many of you may be wondering who Tigger is. No, it is not the name of the zygote (which is what the baby is right now), but rather the brainchild of two MBAs. We decided we needed a code word - something to brand this whole baby project. We started playing around with variations of the words incubation and gestation and came up with Thomas Incubation and Gestation (or TIG). This morphed into Tigger, who many of you may remember is Winnie the Pooh's hyperactive friend.
So, here we go with project Tigger.......
Saturday, January 19, 2008
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