In 2007, after passing the Qualifying Exams from the Horrible Abyss, I had wondered what I might do to further prolong my doctoral program.  As I see it, there is no good reason to graduate until I absolutely have to.  Though I do someday wish to not live in a dormitory, why repay loans now?  Why not later?  People keep saying Jesus is coming back soon and if this is true, so help me, I am not spending my last few years in the mortal coil paying for an education that won’t matter in the afterlife. 

So what to do, what to do.  Try for a fellowship and do research overseas?  Nah-I’m not very good at being away from Peter for very long, and he would have to stay at his job.  Teach more?  No, not when this is the reality of paper-writing these days.  What’s left?

Ah.  Have a baby!  Of course!  Perfect!.  A baby will consume my life and he or she will be so cute everyone will fail to notice the fact that I do not yet have that doctoral degree.  Until 2010.

And thus it is.  But I don’t expect any of you to care or want to know about said baby.  I’ve spent enough time with new parents to know that they talk a lot about poop.  You probably don’t care about poop.  So I’ll be writing about most of such things over at TheologyMama, and if you would like to hear about the TheologySpawn over there, feel free to drop by. 

And might I say, TJIC is smart.  He figured out the new site immediately.  A friend from high school emailed me to ask if I was opening a day care, “with emphasis on Jesus.” Oh no no.  No.  Now I’ll be the one who will hire a babysitter.

That should be interesting.