Names - Campbell

It's funny, Jess had submitted Campbell as a possible name. And you know what, it's not too bad at all. It's got a little jazz to it, it's snappy, it's a bit different but not crazy. It's regal and will surely match the middle name.

When I think of Campbell I think of the soup or the actor, you know the one, Bruce Campbell. He's a living legend and one of the best actors to be able to do acting in reverse, he's a phenom, no doubt about it. Those are two pretty good things to have for the name, and I can even put them together in the one image (borrowed from sci-fiwire.com, click the images if you must have a link or want to put these labels on your own cans):

This name was seriously on the list but then a good friend from work just had her first and named him Campbell. I'm happy to let her have it, I think we still have one better suited for our son.

But congratulation to that friend, anonymous shall she remain, she's got a safe and healthy baby and she's given it a cool name.

Hail to the Campbell.

Homemade Pizza

Over Xmas last year we managed to score this awesome homemade pizza cooking stone. It makes us feel like real Masterchef's in our own home and goes back to the Italian heritage that my greasy hair seems to think it has even though I'm half Pom-Kiwi, go figure.

Anyway, so we made up the dough and we got to making our own special pizzas. Note: when I say we made the dough I actually mean I was all set to make the dough as a special treat for my lovely pregnant wife but instead I don't think she exactly had what we'd call 'the faith' in me so she ended up doing all of the dough so now we'll never know if I could have done it myself or not.

Jess' dough came up pretty awesome and then she rolled it nice and flat and into a round shape. The stone had been heated up in the oven and we were ready to start flipping the dough around and slapping some 'exotic' ingredients on there.

Poor Jess wasn't allowed to partake in my awesome hardcore deli meats because they say it's no good for the pregnant ladies and she doesn't want to risk it, so I got all the salami. When we got the pizza out I was super impressed by how great it looked. Check it out.

Id' pay good money for that, and in a sense, we probably did. But it was fun to do and I'd certainly do it again. I can only imagine Jess and me in the kitchen with out little fella teaching him how to do this from an early age. The ladies won't know what hit them.

Names - Ares

This one goes out to my brother in France, as it was his suggestion, based on a character I wrote into a story once.

I think Ares as a name holds many grand connotations. It's synonymous with strength, with pride, with courage. Sadly, it's also pretty connected to warfare and death and all that sort of stuff but if you take it on the regal god manner in which it is intended it's got a pretty fine backbone to it.

Imagine if kids in the playground find out he's the god of war. Just think of the possibilities.

He could even escape the gene pool that his father has thrown him into and turn out like this: