Colonel Jack O’Neill, “It’s time for Plan B.”
Capt. Carter, “We have a Plan B?”
Colonel O’Neill, “No, but it’s time for one.”
Stargate

I love the series Stargate. If you haven’t seen it, there is somehting wrong with you but never fear, there is still time and you can rent all 10 seasons from Netflix.

Anyhow, the premise is this great big ring that dials to other planets and creates a wormhole between them allowing people to just step thru to get to the other planet. The ring has 39 symbols that are dialed to connect and it takes seven symbols. Six are for the location and the seventh is the starting point. (The symbols relate to star charts.) In one episode they found that by dialing an eighth symbol they can add an extra distance to the dialing sort of like dialing an area code. When they dialed the eigth symbol they found a place they had been searching in our galaxy for, the lost city of Atlantis. From that a new adventure was born.

So what does this have to do with me other than I’m a geek? A while back I sent seven letters. Three came back undeliverable and no response on the other four. One of those undeliverable had a another adress but said it had been over a year for the address change so they couldn’t forward it. The funny thing is that when I opened this letter to resend it, the enclosed self address stamped envelope had a batman stamp on it which is pretty funny in itself if you know me personally.

I don’t know why the delay in sending it as I have had it for a while. So maybe the eighth letter is the charm. Maybe it will lead me to that mythical city of Reunion.

On the flip side, little baby RJ is coming soon. April 9th to be exact, barring any unforseen circumstances. I am kind of excited and kind of scared but that’s to be expected. I am taking a month off thanks to my state’s family leave policy. Gotta love that! Work is scrambling to ensure everything is covered even though I told them they could call me, but they want to ensure I don’t get called except in extreme emergencies. Gotta love them for that. Our house is filled with baby clothes and the smell of Dreft. My son says he is getting excited as well. I hope so but I am still a little worried that he will feel neglected in those first few weeks but I guess I will cross that bridge when I come to it.

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