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Looks like Google is hiring: Google Copernicus Center is hiring I’d be a little nervous about relocating the kids there though.

Currently weighing heavy on mind: desire to continue working on the house wiring (network and electrical) and desire to buy/built/network several more computers (kids, house ai, ms biz server 2003, new workstation for wife, new workstation for me, cfmx server, t-1 connected web server connected to another ms sql server securely behind a 2nd ethernet card and its own lan, a lan for the kids controlled by a custom linux firewall, a box for a firewall between house and t-1 [see webserver above])

Sarah immediately calls it out. “Uh, is this someone’s April Fools joke? I thought my cereal looked wierd.”

Sarah says “I know another” and that she woke up in the middle of the night wondering where she was and went back to her room.

A New Day!

Let’s start the day off with a PayPal donation link:

This Morning

Woke at 5am and almost got out of bed! Woke again at 6:05. Spent the next 10 minutes making 2 gallons of chocolate milk. Woke the children. Now I’m going to check my shares at Blogshares

Noah watched the chocolate milk pour into his cereal and waited a few moments then put it away and said “Cool, the milk’s turning brown.” I decided to hold my tongue.

Last Night

Tried unsuccessfully to move the children around in their beds. Noah would be in Tommy’s bed, Tommy would be in Sarah’s bed and Sarah would be in Noah’s bed. We’d hoped it would cause much confusion in the morning for April Fools. Noah was the only one that didn’t wake while we were trying to move them so we ended up with Sarah in Noah’s bed saying “Why am I here?” (she later moved herself back to her own bed), Noah made it to Tommy’s bed and Tommy just groggily said “hi dad.”

Stayed up with the wife watching Stephen King’s Kingdom Hospital and tried to stay up for Futurama

    

In fairness to the wife, there was more to the story than I told. Yes, Noah was shoving the other boy around and “not letting him go home” but it was in an attempt to assert himself for which he should be commended.

I feel as if I mishandled the entire evening. I went from an afternoon of having Sarah’s therapist saying how well she and I are doing to making her cry over something schtupid. (fortunately I finally backed down and gave her a long hug, just long enough to let the dog eat Sarah’s dinner). The baby was mad at me because I wouldn’t hit her up with another fix of Children’s Tylenol despite her bringing the bottle to me, cutely asking, crying, then acting completely pathetic. I gave Tommy the “you only care about yourself speech” — that was like talking to a wall. And Noah got his over the fight. At least I didn’t get upset with the cats, fish, dog or wife.

Took Sarah to her theraphy appointment. Returned to find Noah bullying one of the neighborhood boys. I wanted to enact a swift punishment (having already made Noah apologise to the other boy and his father) and Cathy defended his actions. I understand more and more everyday why the traditional roles have the woman raising the kids and the father away from the house most of the day earning the money.

I put another voicemail in with the company that helps our special event annually. I may need to drop in on them.

Listening to Eric Clapton Unplugged.

The cat absolutely doesn’t want me to work on the computer today.

Amy is up.

I have the strong desire to brew. But I can’t brew just a cup. I don’t know how! I suppose it’s time to do some ratios.

I almost forgot to mention that Amy was up most of the night with random crying. I felt horrible that I could not figure out what was ailing her.

The carpool crew left out the door at 7:04 and I warned Tommy that his bus would be here in 5 minutes and his response was “and you’ll be back in what, 10 minutes?” As we were waiting in the driveway of the carpool friend Tommy’s bus drove by. So I went back to the house to make sure he was at least making an effort to get on the bus. He was in his room panically putting on clothes say “I know. I know. It’s here.” So I left him to his on accord and last saw him walking barefoot to the bus carrying his shoes and socks. At least I’m certain he didn’t have time to sneak stuff.

The others were dropped at school in great spirits. The carpool friend has spiked hair today; I have been forgetting to spike Noah’s hair and he hasn’t been mentioning anything. His allergy cough was bad today. I need to get out and buy some Claritin for him.

Starting to really enjoy Blogshares. This is my latest purchase. No particular reason. I’m playing penny stocks with it and it has links to music.