Ira Heinichen's Blog, page 52

Day 3,834: No Time

Making tonight’s entry a quick one because it’s already past bed time. Twas helping Liz with some auditions. She did so great!

Good day today. Got yummy fruits and veggies from the Hollywood Famer’s Market with Liz and Ali. Got my haircut. Did laundry. Rocked auditions.

A good weekend. Night night.

Day 3,833: Vinyls

Took our goddaughter Mir to pick out and buy her first records today. She just turned 15, and her parents got her a turntable and speakers for her birthday. Grandma and Grandpa brought over some vintage records as well…but this was the first time going to a record store and picking out her own albums. She got David Bowie’s Tonight, The Cure’s The Top, and…oh man, blanking on the third. Gah. Anyway, it was a good haul.

Then we helped her get it set up in her room, since everything was still in...

Day 3,832: Wetzel

A zero writing day today, but I’m not surprised. It was late to bed—podcasting last night—and a busy day for work. I’ll make it up by grooving next week. Get this shit DONE.

Coops is getting better. For real this time. He’s not squinting all the time anymore. Combo of all the meds he’s on, I’m sure, but I have a hankering feeling its this serum that’s doing the heaviest lifting. Well…that and whatever is helping with the inflammation reduction. And I suppose the antibiotics are also clutch. O...

Day 3,831: Candy Roundup

Late night. We were ‘castin. Continuing our journey through Hitchcock. We’re halfway through—more than halfway, actually, which is wild. Feels like the beginning took so long, and now we’re in the middle and it’s just flying by. 28 films we’ve watched so far. Crazy.

Bit of an unexpected busy day. Several meetings that were a bit long. A few loose ends that needed cleaning up on a couple older projects. Twas a decently busy day for sure. And then podcasting of course.

A good day though. A r...

Day 3,830: ‘Tainer

Joy, once again, curled up right in my lap. Right behind this iPad as I type this. Falling asleep. So happy. Me too, babes, Me, TOO.

It was a better day today! I got up on time. I got my writing done, and didn’t make oodles of progress, but I am happy with what I did. I really do love the detailed outlining phase to a large degree because I know when it’s ready. I know when I can move on. It’s like a list of scenes and I get to check them off one by one when I know they’re in good shape, and ...

Day 3,829: Robit

Sigh. Another zonked day. But not tomorrow. I can feel it. Tomorrow, it’s as simple as getting up on time, staying off my phone, and just going for it. Back into the zone. It’s going to feel good. A relief.

I took another epiiiccc nap today. Finished a project for work (almost done, anyway—the heaviest lifting, at least, should be behind us if all goes well), and checked the eff out for a couple hours. I needed that nap. Big time. Whew. Hopefully all part of getting my feet back onto the grou...

Day 3,828: Sagrada

Coops’ eye is definitely better tonight. Whew! He has it open, and he’s able to see with it. I mean, there wasn’t anything the ER doc told us that would indicate they were worried about whether or not it would heal, but still…it’s good to see. He’s definitely doing better. More regular Coops. He gets knocked out by the Gabbapentin, that’s for sure. But he’s otherwise just Coops. Sweet, snuggle boy with the soft eyes.

Joy is just Joy. Playing with Snacks. Wanting to play with me and Liz. Tug o...

Day 3,827: Better

Coops is feeling better today. His pep was back in his step, even if his eye is still obviously bothering him. He can open it better tonight, especially, so that’s a relief. Mostly though it was just good to see him acting more like normal today. He wanted to eat. He wanted to walk. He jumped on and off the bed. He wanted to be by me, mostly. Sweet boy.

It was a sleeeeepy day. I was out of it until this evening. No sleep will do that. Coops had to go potty and get meds at 8, but then we slept...

Day 3,826: Coopey

Poor Coops. He has an ulcer in his right eye. He’s had a couple of those over the past few months, we realize, and so he’s going to go see a specialist about it. Tonight, he’s in the cone of doom and on meds. It’s almost 3am.

Night night.

Day 3,825: Roof

Another day in SF, and another good one. Good food. Got my work done. Even got to watch Hamilton win 2nd in the Chinese Sprint Race live with Liz’s dad, who’s a racing fan.

Night night!