EM Seems to Like Airplane Rides and Sprite.

As I noted earlier, we were in Jamaica to see Beth and Keith get married.  Beth is Kate's best friend from Vet School.  They literally met on the bus the first day, and were good friends all through school, and still are.
A brief digression from pregnancy stuff...
At the wedding Kate spoke during the toasts about how lucky Keith was to be married to "Hot Beth" and how there's now going to be a ton of disappointed men out there.  I was proud of Kate for doing that because she's generally intensely uncomfortable speaking in public in any way.  I contemplated following her and decided not to, so I'll use this space to say what I was going to at the wedding...
Kate discussed how during the first year of school people kept approaching her and asking if "Hot Beth" was dating anyone.  The part that she didn't mention was how she'd come home and tell me this, and then ask "WHAT ABOUT HOT ME???".  My own suspicion is that it had a lot to do with:
1.  Her wedding ring.
2.  Our habit of riding her in on our Harley and dropping her off at the front door of the school in the morning for most of the first semester.
Beth and Kate played a pretty critical role in each other's success in school.  Kate busted her ass through the four years of school.  I busted mine as well (though not as much) in my support role, but Beth was able to be supportive in ways that I couldn't because I wasn't actually in the program and she was.  So, I need to thank Beth for that and let Keith know that he's a pretty damn lucky guy.  My experience has been, by the way, that one of the keys to a successful marriage is awareness on my part that I'm just a touch out of my league and I need to always play a bit up above my level.
Jamaica was fun.  The flight back was a bit stressful.  We got a late start out of Montego Bay due to an unscheduled maintenance issue which made our turn around time to our connecting flight home in Memphis very tight.  We got through Customs pretty quickly, but then it took forever for our bag to come through the baggage claim so we could re-check it.  I wouldn't have thought this was possible, but Delta baggage handlers were actually slower than the US government.  Everyone on the plane got through Customs before a single bag came out.
What does that have to do with anything?
Not much.
I just want to see if the Delta Customer Care people are watching blogs along with Michael from Home Depot Customer Care.
Okay, back to baby stuff.
I got to feel the little guy kick for the first time on the way down to Jamaica.  He seems to have an afinity for Sprite.  He got real active in the hotel room after Kate drank a Sprite.  I don't recall if that was her courtesy beverage service beverage of choice on the flight down, but something got him going because I could feel him kicking through Kate's belly for the first time. 
I'm thinking that we need to consider naming him something appropriate to his demonstrated fondness for the island.  Jamaican men seem to mostly have distinctive names.  While we were down there we met a Roydell, a Seymore, and a Cloyd (amongst others).  I don't know that I like any of those.
I was thinking maybe Ganja.
Keith's Grandma Kay got to calling the baby Herman.  Beth's Grandma Beulah also talked to us a lot about names, but I can't remember if she had any suggestions. 
Grandma Beulah's nickname is Spike.  Really.
The other big news is that we got a tentative start date from our contractor for remodeling our basement.  He's adding a second bathroom.  And not a moment too soon.  It will save Kate's knees a lot of additional wear and tear when she has a bathroom option on the same floor as the TV for when we're watching TV at night.  It looks like he'll start a week from today, which is great.  It will be nice to have that taken care of.
Next up for me is painting the baby's room, and assembling the crib.  I'm not worried about the painting, but I'm a little intimidated by the crib. 
That has to be simpler than a stroller, right?