I was on the computer and decided I need to accomplish something for the house. Something tangible. We bought a glow in the dark basketball net for the neighborhood kids (our kids never use our basketball goal) so I thought I’d take a few moments and hang it. So I went in the bedroom to get my pocket knife since there is tape holding part of the old net on. Seeing the Roomba I decided that it would be good to have it cleaning the floors while Evan is away wife the grandparents and I am outside. This required cleaning the Roomba and because the Christmas ornaments are on the kitchen table I had to do it on the kitchen counters which reminded me that I haven’t had breakfast. So I started cooking bacon for Cathy, Tommy and myself and remembered I needed something downstairs. Once I got downstairs I couldn’t remember what it was so I decide to write this post. Oh! It was the MP3 player so I could either listen to A Buddhist Podcast or some music. Since I’m down here I suppose I should get the Christmas buckets upstairs so we can put those ornaments and tree away. Now what was that tangible thing I was going to do?
Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
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Monkfish
Freezing My Bits Off
The morning thus far
We have guests visiting. Noah had a friend spend the night last night and Tommy had a friend spend the night. So this morning, between coding efforts, I have made two batches of cinnamon rolls, answered guest questions, woke the dead, intervened several times between the six year old (Amy) and the three year old (Evan), and unclogged one stuck toilet. Mornings like this are why I get up before everyone else to code, code on the weekends, and code at night. Excuse me, I have to take a few minutes to have my Lego figure ride a Brio train.
A sure sign you ain’t gettin’ any
Wife speaking to daughter: "Your dad and I are going downstairs to watch some television. You can come on down. We’ll be awake." No vanilla tonight.
Oh Dem Picky Eaters
On days like today, I wish the kids would just let me buy mass quantities (anyone remember mass quantities?) from Taco Bell. Oh thing is I’d end up eating it all myself and they’d starve. Of course, if I do homemade tacos most of them will eat.
I really want to bring some variety to the table but am torn between going with the safe bet and getting food into them versus working hard on a new dish to have noses upturned while everyone turns to Ramen. I’ll end up doing one experimental dish every week or two just because I’m motivated to get away from the same ol’ same old. Think I need to run to the store and at least buy tea.
Bad sign
I’ll be the first to admit, that it’s a bad sign when I’m walking through the house muttering that I don’t know where my wrecking bar is.
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State of Me
Too stressed to post. Shoot, too stressed to think straight.
Put out
My college experience finally explained
Smart kids are more likely to be heavy drinkers "There’s a link between a high IQ and developing alcohol problems"
Student driver
Oh my heart!
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A negative of installing a new motherboard
I am pleased to have my workstation working again. I miss the portability of working on Tommy’s laptop but nothing compares to having multiple monitors for productivity. When will they make a laptop with a screen that can fold out so that the laptop itself will have 2 or 3 screens? Imagine. Fold up to reveal the keyboard and one screen. Need more real estate? Fold the screen to the left and you now have 2 screens and a keyboard. Need more? A 3rd section folds out to the right and now you have a keyboard and 3 screens and portability! Oh how I dream.
Anyhow, seems my machine is still not up to par. Windows just informed me that I have to install service pack 3, again. (since installing the new motherboard required reinstalling Windows core files)
