Jan
5
If you never go away
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The nicest thing about being away from my home and my family is the opportunity to miss them. I can understand when people say they could never bear to be away from their kids, and at the same time I think, really? I mean, have you tried it? Because it’s kind of nice, you know?
I don’t just mean the escape from parental drudgery, although let’s not lie, the chance to savor a meal — even a room service sandwich, or maybe especially a room service sandwich (IT HAD BACON) — without bolting it like a panicked wolf while simultaneously spoon-feeding a baby and fetching HEY MOMMY? MOMMY? MOMMY? MORE MILK PLEASE for a 3-year-old is fairly pleasant.
More specifically, I mean the opportunity to lie back in a quiet environment and just think about the kids. Just to conjure up their perfect faces and enjoy happy thoughts about them and ache a little — and sometimes a lot — for their presence. It’s nice, in a bittersweet sort of way. A safe way, I suppose, a way where you know you’ll be home in a couple days and while your arms miss the warm heavy weight of the baby and your ears miss the impish chatter of the toddler, this is only a temporary absence, and for now the room is hushed and your mind is free to think, hey, goddamn but I love my kids.
Jan
3
Miscellaneous
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After all the trips JB has taken over the last several months, this week it’s finally my turn. That’s right, I’m leaving on a plane to go stay in a hotel, in a bed ALL BY MYSELF. Where presumably no one will wake me at 3 AM demanding to be fed. Unfortunately, the occasion is a tradeshow, but whatever. There will be room service, by god.
Also unfortunate: my flight leaves Monday at 7:10 AM. That means I have to set my alarm for . . . well, let’s see, carry the two . . . fuck it, way too early, is the point.
While I ponder what exactly I should pack for the thrilling activity of standing around an overpriced expo booth for a bajillion hours a day talking about productivity software with obnoxious Apple fanboys (shoe inserts? pepper spray?), please enjoy:
The boys, stationed in their trap lair hive pillow fort:
The baby, briefly paused in his endless effort to find every single power cord in this house and wrap it around his torso:
The 3-year-old, watching Wall-E and just the tiniest bit worried about all those robots:
The scintillating visual minutiae of our home life (movie details here; short version: still images captured over a period of time in our living room tonight):
Tell me, if a camera was gathering footage of your typical evening, what would it show?
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