Crazy to think Lily arrived just one year ago today!
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Basically our house has been a hotel for a while. Zack was in town for a few nights last week. He is always a joy to have around and helped us put up a few acoustical treatments at the Studio. John D was in town this weekend and we got to hit up some good eats and shopping. And Liz and Scott (who are due any day now!) spent the night for a wedding here in Baltimore. It’s nice to have seen everyone, but it’s nice to get back to our own shit.
It’s also nice getting back to our routine. We’re transitioning Lily to her own room now. She’ll be sleeping in the nook (the back bedroom) on the futon on the floor. Super cozy and great for transitioning. She’s already slept there a couple of nights and it’s gone pretty good.
It’s crazy to think we’ll be celebrating Lily’s first birthday (well second, really) with close friends and family in less than a month!
Oh and I had a session last week that went wonderfully. The mixes are turning out great. And we are receiving all the feedback about the studio we want to hear, without asking for it. I have another session this coming weekend. This time it’s a female acoustic songstress. Pop rock to the max. I am looking forward to using more ribbon mics. They are the wave of the future.
When I turned 20 I think it was a big deal for me. At the time. I was no longer a teenager. I had no excuses. Or so I thought. Little did I know that a lot of my 20s would end up being a series of mistakes – and a few treasures. But I guess you need mistakes to get where you need to be going. Getting older is a little strange for some people. People joke about it. Is it fear? It’s sort of a phenomenon I never really understood. Women never revealing their age. It’s some bullshit if you ask me. But why pay attention to people like that?
I turned 30 this past Friday. My Wife and I gave ourselves new last names. I am proud of my new last name. I now have no excuses. You know as an adult. Strangely in the 10 years since I was 20 I feel like I’ve learned significantly more than when I turned 20 thinking about the past 10 years. I can pretty much remember turning 21 like it was yesterday when I was hanging out with Kelly in Gabe in college drinking beers and playing theremin in someone’s dorm room. I was playing in a band named after Claire Danes. I shit you not. It was a weird time. I had no worries in the world. Other than pretending to figure out my life. It’s hard to think I’ll be a Father pretty soon. It’s something I am ready for. Like we’ve always said, “We need more liberals in this world.”
So turning 30 has made me think more about my mortality. I actually take that back. The possibility of becoming a Father really made me think of my mortality. Ok, getting that life insurance plan was really the kicker. Regardless. There’s something about getting older that makes me feel like I am still 15 listening to the Smashing Pumpkins’ Gish cassette with my broken hinged Sony Walkman covered in duct tape on the bus to school. I know that might not make sense to some people but that’s the way it is.
So in the end, I’ve learned it’s a simple inverse equation about getting older: More responsibility yields less bullshit. And luckily you have the choice to pick whichever you fancy.
And yes, I did notice one new gray hair in my beard and it didn’t phase me. I am the most happy, most satisfied and most relaxed I’ve ever been in my whole life.