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Flood The Tree

So today was pretty good. We got 5 of our 6 things done today.

We decided to do all our holiday shopping locally. So we got kiddie toys at Amuse in Fells Point and the rest of the older-people toys in Hampden. There was this one store that had free books with a purchase at the door. They had “The Joy Of Cooking.” Amazing how we were just talking about picking up a copy. Perfect timing. Oh and of course we ended up picking up a few pieces of art. Totally funky and cool and our style. We’re total suckers for good local art.

The only thing we didn’t do was to pick up Lily’s pink Chuck’s in Canton. But we’re going to do that tomorrow. Yay Chuck’s on kids!

Tomorrow I’ll be spending a lot of the day mixing my latest project I’m producing. Then I think we’re going out with Brian and Minu for dinner. After that I should be heading to the Metro Gallery to check out a Beechfields band. Anyone wanna go?

PS. Our tree flooded today. All over the living room and in turn, the basement. Our poor basement. I am not sure if I just put too much water in the tree or our funnel thing isn’t working. This is reason #1 that a Jew is not supposed to be doing this. I light candles and fight/run from oppressors. It’s what we do.

What Do We Do These Days?

Pretty much morningly I wake up. Get out of bed. Drag Frankie around the block. Then she goes back to sleep. Good dog. I then catch up on my Scrabulous and various interweb thangs (tapeop boards, facebook, emails, google reader, weather center, etc…) while Emily nurses Lily through the morning.

Then at some random point during the day of working on various projects or brainstorming the doorbell will ring. It’s either UPS, USPS, FedEx or the dreaded DHL. Of course the doorbell rings in the middle of a conversation with a client or drink of chocolate soymilk. It’s only taken 13 months for the brilliant discovery of closing doors so I don’t have to race Frankie to the door after she hears the doorbell. And usually it’s the UPS man with a package of lighting for the studio or studio gear. Sadly I come to the door for the UPS man. I think he’s sick of seeing my face and would much rather shoot the shit with Emily like in late Fall of ’06.

Inevitably we then scatter for the next 30 minutes trying to get ready to leave to the Studio with Lily. Never again will we be able ot just “leave” – It’s a process to make sure we have everything we need. Diapers? Check. Water bottles? Check. Studio keys? Check. Diaper bag? Check. Sanity? Sorta-check. Food, so I don’t eat Emily later? Check. Is Lily warm enough? Check. Rush Emily? Check. Stroller (if going to the ‘rents)? Check. Baby? Check. etc…

We then talk to the foreman and HVAC crew for the next hour or two about resilient channels (1 & 2), sockets or gang box mounting proceedures to maximize acoustical isolation. Or something of the sort. It’s always a learning experience for both the crew and us.

Then some stuff happens, but it ranges. Today, we got the call that my sister in law  was having her twins! So we rushed to Carroll County to meet them. They were amazing and happy and healthy! Lily and the twins are going to be getting in to serious trouble down the road. It’s a fact, with all our genes.

Then it’s time for dinner. Movies. And then some more work. Not always in that order. Next is the precision art they call “putting baby to sleep” (something I am getting better and better at) and then more work or movies to watch and then crash.

Oh and then we do it all over again in the morning. Yay!

It’s something I’d not trade for everything in the world.

PS. Lily’s First Christmas was amazing. Everyone was awesome and got along as they should. I have the best families in the world. Not to mention all my awesome friends who came to see us this past week. You guys are awesome!

Emily Is Awesome

Explanation: Emily tried turning on the webcam to get a still of her with my Christmas gift. Instead she accidentally made a glorious epic movie of about 2 seconds and left it in my Desktop. Here’s you’ll see her eyes move four times. You’ll cry, you’ll wet your pants in laughter, and you probably wont vote for Bush Jr. even if he could run again. Enjoy this masterpiece and then play it again. I know I have. Seriously.