One of the funny things parents of toddlers or older children say to me is that I’ll miss this newborn phase once the baby grows older. I wonder if it’s a case of rose-tinted glasses or whether that just means worse is coming.
Admittedly newborns generally look cute so when they’re not screaming, pooping, or spitting out milk they’re kind of nice to chuckle at.
A little over two months with the baby and he’s growing rapidly. Like many newborns, he has a propensity to cry when you’re not standing and carrying him. This baby has been quite the workout for my arms. They’re sore all the time. (Along with my ears).
The past few days brought cramps to my left arm. Let’s hope that it doesn’t cramp up while I’m holding le bebe.
My baby is two months old today. I set the Spotify radio setting to play songs based on a mellow Yo La Tengo number. After an hour of music “Where is My Mind?” by The Pixies came on.
That about sums up the first two months taking care of the baby.
It’s also time to add a ‘Parenthood’ category. How life changes.
Just an FYI for those of you with a Microsoft Designer Bluetooth Mouse. I encountered a bug where clicking the buttons of the mouth would register on the computer it’s paired with, but moving the mouse didn’t translate into the cursor moving. There was also no blue light indicating the mouse was on / off or able to track.
Removing / unpairing the mouse and then pairing it again with the Surface Pro 3 also didn’t fix the problem.
Solution: Remove the battery from the mouse and then put it back in. Voila, fixed!
I played chapter 1 of the game “Life is Strange” recently. I enjoyed it a lot; the soundtrack was a big part of feeling connected to the game.
There’s one song that loops in periodically during the game. It’s called “To All of You” and it’s by Syd Matters. You can listen to it below.
Here’s the official video:
I’m not the biggest fan of Haruki Murakami, but I did enjoy his short story Kino published in The New Yorker.
What is it about whiskey that makes it the perfect drink to unwind with? I suppose it’s the leisurely sips, the unhurried lifting of the glass, catching a whiff of the scent and that little bit of expectant burn. The lips tingle, the nose stings just in the slightest, and then the flavors burst out on the tongue before this comforting warmth wraps its way into you.
This past year has been filled with a lot of whiskey. Bourbon, rye, grain, scotch, all kinds of whisk(e)y.
Today was one of those stressful days when you need to force yourself to unwind. A glass of whiskey is perfect for that.
Tonight it’s Catoctin Creek Roundstone Rye Cask Proof. 58% alcohol by volume, yet still full of flavor. Can it be described as almost tropical? Coconut, banana, cocoa notes…
May this coming week be good.