Two Kids, a House and a Yard

Babies are fun. Toddlers are more fun, especially when they can talk and play games; but, babies are fun in their own way. Brian is 8 days old now, and he’s trying to lift his head, is really good at flailing his arms and kicking his blankets off. He still sleeps a lot, but is now spending more time awake and staring at us. I love it. His little eyes are focusing and moving in the same direction (no more cross eyes… at least most of the time).

It’s fun finding out which body parts look like someone else in the family. In comparing baby pictures, Brian looks almost exactly like Max at the same age. Brian is a little longer, a little heavier and has (we think) a slightly bigger head. But, we’re probably going to have to start marking baby pictures so we know who’s who.

We’re now a family of four. I have two kids. Ok, I think it’s sunk in now.

More Pictures!

Pictures from Day One

Photopalooza!

It’s Heather again with another update. I’ve been trying to get a web gallery up of the pictures I took of cute not-so-little Brian, but my computer’s acting up. So instead, you’re going to get three individual links. Just. Like. This. Number three is by far my favorite – it’s the Thinking Baby! More later, I promise… if my computer will cooperate.

His First Picture

Big Baby!

My name is Heather, I’m Kevin’s little sister – I’m posting for him by proxy because he has some important news. 🙂 Jen went into labor early this morning, and at 10:55am, their new son was born! He weighs in at an impressive nine 36cm, and we’ll have pictures up as soon as I can get to the hospital with my digital camera. 🙂 Both Jen and the baby – whose name they haven’t told us yet (!!!!) – are doing great. I’ll update with more information as soon as I’ve received it. Isn’t this exciting?! 😀 Happy Birthday, New-Lawver, and welcome to our crazy world.

The Reverse of Happy

I tried to follow up yesterday’s exercise with the opposite. The same rules apply except for the techno one, with one fudge. I honestly can’t remember putting Teardrop on a mix cd, but the way I love that song, I can’t believe it. Maybe I just never shared it with anyone.

A couple other things I realized while compiling this list:

  • I don’t have a lot of depressing music in iTunes. I know I have more at home that I haven’t ripped yet, but it wasn’t handy to grab right this minute.

  • A lot of stuff I thought was depressing really isn’t. Morphine? Except for a couple notable exceptions, they’re not depressing at all. The songs are sometimes, sexy, other times ironic or cynical, and sometimes just plain bouncy.

  • Ben Folds and Phish both throw some great woe-is-me classics in between the happy poppy stuff. Evaporation on Whatever and Ever Amen is amazing, as is Dirt from Farmhouse

Here it is, a CD I whimsically call Depressed as Hal:

Title

Artist

Album

II\. Lento E Largo – Tranquillissimo

Henryk Gorecki

Symphony No. 3

Everybody Hurts

R.E.M.

Automatic For The People

Dirt

Phish

Farmhouse

I Grieve

Peter Gabriel

Up

Trouble

Coldplay

Parachutes

Sour Times

Portishead

Dummy

Don’t Change Your Plans

Ben Folds Five

The Unauthorized Biography Of Reinhold Messner

Gone For Good

Morphine

Yes

Teardrop

Massive Attack

Mezzanine

Evaporated

Ben Folds Five

Whatever and Ever Amen

Passacaglia/Bud And A Slice

Joe Jackson, feat. Brad Roberts – voice, Judy LeClair – bassoon

Heaven & Hell

Sweetness Follows

R.E.M.

Automatic For The People

My Head Sounds Like That

Peter Gabriel

Up

Maybe I’ll Come Down

Soul Coughing

El Oso

Happy Schmidt

Taking a break this afternoon, I decided to create a happy mix CD (for no good reason, titled Happy Schmidt). I gave myself a couple rules:

  • I couldn’t use any songs that I’ve put on another mix cd (that I could remember)

  • no techno (electronica, trip hop, etc)

  • avoid stuff I listen to all the time.

Here’s what I came up with:

Title

Artist

Album

In The Days Of The Caveman

Crash Test Dummies

God Shuffled His Feet

Ain’t Goin’ to Goa

A3

Exile On Coldharbor Lane

Count ’em Up Queek

2NU

Ponderous

Underground

Ben Folds

Ben Folds Five

Short Skirt/Long Jacket

Cake

Comfort Eagle

Rudie Can’t Fail

The Clash

London Calling

Brick House

Commodores

Millennium Funk Party

Tripping Billies

Dave Matthews Band

Crash

You Better Be Doubtful

The Housemartins

The The People Who Grinned Themselves To Death

**updated** Rotten World Blues

Eels

rotten world blues EP

Glamour Boys

Living Colour

Pride

Penguins

Lyle Lovett

I Love Everybody

Birds Of A Feather

Phish

Story Of The Ghost

Boll Weevil

The Presidents of the United States of America

The Presidents Of The United States Of America

Shiny Happy People

R.E.M.

Out Of Time

Stay Up Late

Talking Heads

Sand In The Vaseline (Disc 2)

What Is Hip?

Tower Of Power

Millennium Funk Party

Jack-Ass

Beck

Odelay

Once In A Lifetime

Talking Heads

Sand In The Vaseline (Disc 1)

**updated** That’s Not Really Funny

Eels

Souljacker

updated I was listening to the CD in the car and realized that I Wanna Be A Witch, while really happy and bouncy, contains some profanity. This wouldn’t normally bother me, but the CD had to be Max-friendly too, so I’m making a new copy. I dropped that song, and added Rotten World Blues and That’s Not Really Funny, both by Eels. Good, jangly, rocky stuff.

The Unknowing Pirate

I have been a very good Employee today. I deserve some kind of SuperEmployee sticker and a bad picture of me in a cheap frame hung on the wall in our temporary lobby that says, “Kevin’s One Super Employee”. I may go do that myself tonight with Max. We’ll make a “Kevin’s One Super Employee” plaque. Then, I’ll bring to work really early tomorrow morning and hang it up before anyone gets here. Maybe I should start with someone else so no one suspects me. Although, I think I’m the only person here who would do such a thing, and everyone knows it. I have a pirate flag up on my wall, ferpetessack.

And to answer your next question, I have a pirate flag on my wall for a very good reason. I’ve been feeling extremely subversive lately. There’s usually a subversive undercurrent running through whatever I do. Recently, though, the undercurrent has become an undertorrent, and I just can’t help it. Maybe I’m feeling extra-subversive because my boss, and boss’s boss have both left in the past six weeks, and I’m feeling a little… grieved? Yeah, that’s as close as I can come to describing it. I lost the guy who hired me, protected our group from a lot of garbage, was in our corner the whole time, and made us better. I’ve also lost the best manager I’ve ever had. It’s kind of thrown me for a loop.

I’m not quite sure what to do next. I still have my projects, the things that “make me go”, but I don’t have the support system I had last week. I don’t have a manager I can tell anything to, give her any problem, and compliant and she’ll go fight the battle, or filter the message appropriately. I have a crappy filter. I usually just come out and say it, which isn’t the most productive trait to possess at the moment.

I’ve come to realize that I work best with a manager I can trust completely. I don’t want to have to play political games, and watch what I say with my direct manager. It’s too stressful, and makes work no fun at all. I have to be able to tell my manager what’s really going on, and have them do the same. If there’s no honesty in that relationship, there’s no trust. When there’s no trust, nothing productive happens. I’ve done pretty well so far in my career finding people I can trust, and good working relationships. The times I haven’t had that support system have been an absolute nightmare.

I don’t know… this post started out really light and sunny, didn’t it? I was faking it. There’s nothing sunny or light going on here. I’m worried that I won’t find that working chemistry again, and I’ll just be working instead of having fun. I’m afraid I’ll spend my days playing politics instead of building cool stuff and challenging myself. I’ve done that already. I’d rather not go back to it. You know, maybe everything will be alright. Maybe it won’t. It’s the not knowing that’s killing me at the moment.

A Cure For The Blues