Phone calls, surgery, SMS's, and Sean

Jan 13, 2007 22:26

So, I get home from my bowling league last Saturday to find a message on my voice mail from one of my very best friends who procedes to tell me that he just had to call me from Finland because the bar he was at was playing "Die Die My Darling" by the MisFiTs.  Nice surprise, just wish I'd been here to actually take the call. :)

Oh, and as a way of an update, no I wasn't actually bowling last saturday as that would have been silly, considering that I'd had surgery on my shoulder one week earlier that, among other things, actually cut and re-attached my biceps tendon in another location in my arm.  Consequently I'm under doctors orders to do no heavy lifting for the next couple months.  Forgot to ask what constitutes "heavy lifting", but made the correct assumption that swinging a 16 lb. bowling ball to fling it at some pins would be a bad idea. ;)  On the plus side, percocet is good stuff. :P  This also makes it somewhat difficult to pick Sean up too. :(  Looks like my left arm will be getting a workout till my right arm is sufficiently healed to resume normal activities.

Back to the phone call.  Mention was made that cell phone numberage was needed so as to comunicate via SMS's.  This assumes I know what SMS's are. ;)  If they are like text messages, we get screwed bigtime for those on our plan.  Skype should work well, not sure why it doesn't.  Did once before, but then a certain someone (
cheesetruck I'm looking at you) would need to log on at least once since 7/23/2006 to know for sure if it works or not. :P

Discovering that it's not easy being a working dad, especially one who has been fairly well used to doing things (like gaming) whenever I want too.  Now: go to work, come home, eat dinner, talk to wife, feed kid, listen to kid cry for 2 hours till next feeding at around midnight, go to bed, get up at 6:45 and do it again.  That time between 9:45 and 11:45ish pm is his worst.  That's the only time he's really inconsolable, unless I rock him to sleep.  But even then, I can't put him down, because he'll wake up in 5 mins or less, and resume the screaming.  So I let him cry till his next feeding.  I cannot give in to the "needing to sleep on me"ness that he's going through at that time, or else he'll want it all the time, and that's unacceptable.  Yeah, I'm a bully and prolly a big meanie, but I don't want him to only be able to go to sleep if we're holding him.  He needs that, and we need that.  He needs to be able to go to sleep in his own bed, in his own room.

Witchi will hate me for posting that, but that is what is going on right now. Oh, I also make sure he's got a clean diaper before deciding to just let him cry it out.  He and I have gotten to watch a few episodes of Star Trek (Original) during the midnight feedings.  Wondering what's going to happen when Witchi goes back to work.  Right now, she goes to bed earlier than me, I do the late night feeding, and she does the 3-4am one.  We'll have to split those when she goes back to work.

sean, skype, sms, surgery

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