The End of an Era

Today, I've lost a friend. I met this friend way back in 1997 when I moved into a house with long-time friend, Cooper, and now-friend, Xabu. I think he was there right when we moved in, because neither Cooper nor Xabu takes credit for bringing him in. He was there with us, mostly hanging out in the kitchen, all the way until I bought my house in NE OH, and followed me to my new place. So devoted a friend, he even came with me to Central OH when I moved here six years ago. He has seen me find the love of my life, get married, and become the father of two beautiful young kids. But today, my friend ran out on me, and I have to say, I'm somewhat sad. It'll be very, very hard to replace you...

Anyone know where I can find a restaurant supply store in the Central OH area? I need another gigantic roll of plastic wrap...

I Apologize In Advance...

... to anyone who clicks on this link.

Stats

Before I forget or lose the little scraps of paper is a better name for this post.

We had two birthday's in the last few weeks- that means the all important trip to the pediatrician for a check up.

Poet turned two at the end of November.
She weighs in at 26 lbs. 4 oz. and is 35.5 inches tall. If the old wives tale is true I see a basketball scholarship in her future! Wow 5'11"

Happy turned one last week (wow that was a fast year!)
He weighs a respectable 22lbs. 6 oz 5oth percentile
He is 30.25 inches tall 65th percentile
His head circumference is 18.5 inches - 75th percentile.

Everyone is doing fine the doctor is happy with how they are developing.

Job (hopefully well) Done

For those of you whose eyes gloss over when the talking turns to a technical, here's an executive summary for non-nerds:

Today was my last day at my now-former company. This was a tough two weeks, and I unfortunately got done very little of what I set out to do.

Non-nerds can stop here, if you wish, as the rest of this post will describe the last two weeks of my employment. You have been warned...

I gave notice of leaving the company on Friday, Nov 6. I had planned to spend the next two weeks cleaning up (and in many cases writing) varying documentation for which I'm responsible, so that those who have to pick up where I left off could make a smooth transistion. As my main job involved testing our application, I figured on fleshing out as much of the testing plan that is rattling around in my head as possible. That plan lasted until Monday when I got to work and found that I had no internet connection. You see, one of the other hats that I have been wearing is IT Brigade member, so I set to work figuring out what went wrong. It didn't take long. Our domain controller, which for varying and sundry reasons did not have a backup, had died over the weekend. Domain logins, DNS, DHCP, all gone. And since the domain controller had died a rather permanent death, recovery wasn't going to be easy, especially since none of us IT Brigade folks actually have any idea how any of those things mentioned above really work.

First thing was first, try to restore some semblance of connectivity, at least within the office. We had no spare hardware anywhere, other than a 32-bit Ubuntu box which was designated to be a new firewall. We really would have liked to have installed a Windows server, since that had been what we'd used before, but we only had available licenses for a 64-bit server, so for the time being, we did the best with what we had. My coworker and I managed, through a lot of trial and error, to get DHCP and DNS mostly working by the end of the day, but we still had no way of getting people logged into our network. We spent part of Tuesday trying to figure out how to turn our new DHCP/DNS server into a domain controller, but ended up going out and purchasing a new 64-bit box anyway (what a bargain, managed to get a low-end system for under $300). Got the domain controller set up by the end of Tuesday using our 64-bit server license, then spent Wednesday through Friday moving DNS/DHCP over to the Windows server and trying to configure the Ubuntu box to be our firewall and VPN server. By Monday, we had most everything mostly working. Then came Tuesday.

Just before lunch on Tuesday, people started complaining that they were losing their internet connections again. We spent the rest of the day Tuesday poking and prodding everything with absolutely no success, and were finally successful in getting permission to bring in outside help. Wednesday was spent with the consultant we brought in, and by the end of the day, we'd gotten our network talking to itself again, and everyone once again connected to the outside world. Thursday and today were spent tweaking things so that the VPN worked, and the servers which need to be externally accessible still were.

So, all those tests and other documentation that needed to be written? Not so much. I was able to do a little verbal and demo-style knowledge transfer, so not everything is lost. But the coworker that is taking over for me is smart. Way smart. Smarter than I've ever been, even when I was smart. I think he'll do OK. And he has my number, just in case.

Here's hoping that the new job has no networking responsibilities for me...

Sassed!

Somewhere along the line, Poet is picking up quite an attitude. Consider this conversation last night:

BMT: Poet, time to sit in your seat and eat your dinner...
Poet: What-EVER!!!

She sounded just like a teenager...

Now, I know I didn't teach her that. I might have to have a chat with her daycare teachers...

Reason #3429 why we love our kids

Amy and I live in a fairly small house, so to conserve space, Poet and Happy share a bedroom. This has its ups and downs, but has so far worked out pretty well. Particularly well for the kids at nap time.

Often when we put the kids down for a nap or for the night, they'll jabber at each other for a while before drifting off. This afternoon, the amount of jabbering was off the charts. There was the usual babbling, there was Poet shouting "NO!" followed by giggles, there was some loud banging, but very little sleeping going on. When we finally went to get them two hours after we put them down, we weren't sure what we'd find, but were completely surprised by what we saw.

• Both kids had both removed their pants and a sock, which were on the floor next to the loveys they'd tossed.
• Poet had also removed her diaper and peed all over her bed.
• Both kids were dancing in their cribs, laughing and jabbering.

When asked if they'd had fun, Poet looked at us, smiled and said "yep!"

Normally we try not to laugh when the kids do something that they really shouldn't but ends up being really funny, but we completely failed. Maybe next weekend, we'll set up a video camera to record the action :)

Per Pap's Request

As requested by Pap...

Moving along...

After over three and a half years with my current place of employment, I'll be moving on starting December 1. The metaphorical "pastures" aren't necessarily any greener (every job has its good and bad), just different. The new position will be with another startup, which will make three out of the five jobs I've held. I'll be working with a few ex-AOLers, which will be pretty exciting. The position I'm moving on to is a contract position rather than full-time salaried, which has its benefits and drawbacks. Oh, and one big plus is that this will be a "work from home, all the time" position. W00t!

So, in summary, I wish my soon-to-be-former company the best. I still believe in the people and the product. And I eagerly look forward to settling in with the new company. Hopefully it'll be a long and profitable partnership for all involved.

This post is brought to you by the number 4

The Count says four!

4 walkers in the house (ah ah ah)!

Way to go little man!

Ahhh- vacation

Thanks to the Grandparents, Baldman and I got to spend Columbus Day weekend on vacation! We got to sleep in (aka 8am! ) and do a little geocaching at the state park. Fun times and a much needed recharging weekend.

You Know You're Tired When...

You make it to work and notice that you're shirt is inside out...

... and you're wearing a polo :P

WHERE IS MY ROYALTY CHECK?!

Longtime readers of our ramblings would note that several years ago, Amy and I went to the Ohio State Fair, and I commented on the available food, and dreamed up new creations. Well, it looks like someone down in Texas has stolen one of my ideas! Somebody needs to give credit where credit is due!

9 Month Update

I thought Amy would have posted this, but it looks like I get the honor this time :)

I took Happy in for his 9 month checkup. His stats:

• Length: 28.5 in (60th percentile)
• Weight: 21.5 lbs (65th percentile)
• Head circumference: 18.25 in (75th percentile)

He hit quite a growth spurt from his last visit, didn't he? He had two shots this time, one for polio, the other for the flu. He didn't even flinch until it was over. He kinda looked at me with a "what the heck was THAT" look, then went back to his regular happy self.

Size

So here is a new one for the household. Both kids were wearing the same size clothes today! It was a bit chilly so instead of shorts, I pulled out the stack jeans to see what would fit. Both the 21 month old girl and the almost 9 month old boy were wearing size 12 month jeans.

Additional Vocabulary

Poet learned a new word this week: "hair." So, to reinforce, we ask her where her hair is, and she'll pick up a few strands. We'll ask her where Mommy's hair is, she'll reach over and grab a few strands. We'll ask her where Daddy's hair is, she'll reach over... then smile and shake her head.

She's so cute :)

1 year ago

Time moves so fast. It was one year ago (Aug 6) that the Bambina had her cleft repaired. We are SO thankful that everything seems just fine (check up next month).

Before:

We have tried the last few weeks to get an "after" shot but she is a busy girl.

This the best "after" shot:


She is busy drinking out of a sippy cup or using a straw something you can't do with a cleft.

She is busy saying all kinds of things she couldn't if her cleft was not repaired- shoe, no, Pap, Momma, Dada, purple, cup, more, Uh-Oh, Tags, bubble and many more! Try and say the words and feel the pressure on the roof of your mouth.

She is busy listening to all kinds of music . Kids with clefts typically have problems with their ears and possible hear loss. She is a big fan of Davy Jones and Barenakes Ladies.

She is busy being a big sister, our baby girl, and the queen of the peg board puzzle.
We are thankful for your amazing recovery little girl....

Tom the Plumber

Just an update to yesterday's adventures, I went to a local mega-hardware chain at lunch and asked a seemingly knowledgable gentleman about my problem. He pointed me to a kit that ran under $4 that he said would solve my problem. I got home after work, and found that I was missing one piece and a washer to connect my new trap to the existing drain. Undaunted, I removed the piece from my old pipe and used a judicious amount of silicone caulk in place of the missing part. Installation took about 30 minutes, and now we have a fully functional bathroom sink again. Yay, me!

The Handyman (not...)

Some time ago, Amy asked me to clean the aerator on our bathroom faucet. I mumbled a "yes, dear" and promptly forgot about it until it randomly popped into my head this afternoon. Not wanting to forget again, I grabbed a wrench to dislodge it (it was pretty coated in lime). Unfortunately, I turned a little too hard, and broke the faucet. So, out to the hardware store to purchase a new faucet, which comes with a stopper piece for the drain. The faucet went in without a hitch, but while trying to remove the plumbing to install the new stopper, the drain pipe snapped in half from years of corrosion. Fun! Of course, this happened at 9P tonight, no hardware stores open in our area. So, tomorrow, I head out to pick up my drain fixing supplies. Whee!!!

Surprise, surprise...

Sometimes, life is full of surprises. Ever since Amy moved into our house back in 2002, there's been a bare spot in our front yard. Not being much in the way of a landscaper, I've pretty much ignored it, but today, since we were already doing outdoor chores, I decided to see if I could figure out what was happening. Our neighbors used to have a huge bare spot in their back yard, and when they dug the spot up they found a huge, 4'x8' piece of plywood, probably left over from when the development was.... ummmm.... developed back in the late '60s and early 70's. I figured our story would be much the same, so I pulled out the spade and started digging. I immediately hit something very, very solid, and heard a sound like metal on rock. I moved out a bit to try to find the edge, figuring I just found a large rock slab. Imagine my surprise when I peeled back the turf and found this:

Yeah, that looks an awful lot like one of the previous owners decided to remove a flagpole, but didn't want to go to the trouble of doing it properly. So, this previous owner just hacked off the flagpole as close to the concrete block as possible and filled over it. Clever! Not.

So, I get to figure out how to remove a huge hunk of concrete from the front yard. The upside is that I think I might get to learn how to use a jackhammer :)

She Knows Her No's

Following hot on the heels of our break from "no" comes its return. But with a twist. To wit, the following conversation in the car between Poet and me (keep in mind that all the names I asked her to say, she's said before when she's been in a more agreeable mood):

BMT: Poet, can you say "Dada?"
Poet: No!
BMT: Poet, can you say "Mama?"
Poet: No!
BMT: Poet, can you say "Happy?"
Poet: No!
BMT: Poet, can you say "Poet?"
Poet: NO!
BMT: Poet, can you say "no?"
<looong pause> Poet: <grins, giggles and shakes her head>

Ah, joy :)