Good weekend

It's been a nice 5 days. Too bad work is always waiting at the end. I remember thinking how great it would be to finally be done with school. Now I have much longer to wait until work is done. I suppose I am doing the wrong job if I feel this way about it. Wrong attitude maybe.
We saw many people we like and love over the holiday. It was nice to be home with the kids for a big stretch.

Not as think as you dumb

There's some kind of bad mojo between me and my brother but i'm not sure what the source is. Alls pins and needles when we are together. It's easiest to stay away, frankly.
Big church dinner today. It counts as thanksgiving #1 probably. We had a nice time. Dawn has to go back in a couple hours for her sister's baby shower. I got to make a diaper cake. Lots of fun really. Crafting in front of the TV, watching an old sci-fi thriller. Good times.

Programming

The kids' Christmas program practice was a lot of fun this morning. I am going to do the soundman duties with the help of young Josiah. We had a good time. I hope the directors don't lose their cool before the big performance. Kids are unruly! Lots of counting going on. It let's the kids know that they need to be quiet and settle down. Glad i'm not in charge of that rabble.

Rents

Remember trainspotting? What a great cast. And a great soundtrack.
If all goes as planned, I should soon have my old house rented. It's sparkling wonderfully clean and good looking. The circumstances seem good, so i'm prepared to be a landlord for now. Better to have it occupied through the winter. Better to earn a little return on my ridiculous investment. Live and learn and learn and learn.

Grind

Back to it. I'm here for the insurance. Plus I've had some good learning opportunities lately. But I wonder what kind of job I could have that made me feel eager to go there in the mornings. I am glad Dawn's sister is back in town for awhile. Her help will ease the transition for Dawn. An extra infant doubles the work.

Short week

Time flies when you're constantly monitoring your child. The younger they are, the more attention they require. Probably too general... At least he is progressing well. Put on 2 oz since yesterday. The nurse also drew blood to check bilirubins again. If they've dropped enough, we can get rid of the bili blanket that makes him glow all day and night. He's stuck at home until then.

Deprivation

Sleep is good. I miss it so.

Homing

We have been given clearance. Milo passed all his tests, as well as Dawn. Everybody is doing well. It's amazing what a different experience this has been from asher's birth. It's so nice to have milo in the room with us all the time, not hooked up to tubes, not locked in an incubator. He's a perfectly healthy little boy, ready for the big world outside.
I'm excited to see how home life will change now that we are five. Asher will probably have the most adjusting to do. He's not the baby anymore!

First of many

Milo had his first (sponge) bath, and his first bowel movement! He's doing fine, even though he keeps getting woken up for his checkups. If he passes the car seat test, we'll be taking him home tomorrow.

It's out!

Milo is his name-o

The real one

Missing church to go have another shot at birth. Feels like the real deal. Sounds like it anyway. Feels the same to me. Still need a middle name, Laverne.

Immortal Frodo

I was listening to my tiny collection of homemade songs last night, lamenting the poor singing, but satisfied with the music more often than not. I heard on the radio this morning, an interview with Paul Simon's son who is putting out his first (I think) solo album at the age of 37. Made me wonder if time will ever allow me to sit and write and record some songs. Or at least record some music for other people's lyrics. It's still a dream. I think it may come to pass before too long. It's easy to broadcast yourself these days.

Mercenary for hire

One time in a book I read (after my brother told me how cool it was) they mentioned "soldier of fortune" magazine. I thought that was silly. Then one day I saw a copy of it at hyvee. I bought it. It was pretty silly, but obviously taken seriously by someone. Guys who leave the military and don't know how to do anything else. Of people who like to fight, maybe. Then I remember hearing about Blackwater over in Iraq. Soldiers of fortune working for our government. Bizarre line of work if you ask me.
Anyway, I was thinking the etymology of freelance was from a similar circumstance. A hired gun maybe. I'm working on a web design project and finding it to be just as much work as anything else. Plus a bit more frustrating while I'm low on the learning curve yet again.