Tamie, Rupert, and I walked to the local farmer’s market on Wednesday for dinner. I invested $18 in an açaí bowl while Tamie got in line for a veggie crepe. Since hers was going to take a while, Rupert and I found a shady spot to wait. As soon as we sat down, a spirited… Continue reading The Açaí Was Delicious, Probably
Today was the 5th Annual Ivan Memorial Hike. Tamie joined Rupert and I for the first time this year and didn’t complain about the route once. Instead, she and I reminisced about our time with Ivan and debated which of our kids, if any, might someday be willing to hike this trail in my honor.… Continue reading Now I’m Sad AND Hungry
My wife baked gluten-free brownies today using black beans, unsweetened cocoa powder, and more black beans. Neither of us has gluten issues. They are the dessert equivalent of filing taxes. We would've been married 34 years this August.
I’m an accomplice to murder. Worse, Tamie stuffed the remains of the body into our garbage disposal and now I’m probably going to need a plumber. Apparently, a sourdough starter should never go down the sink. Even if it’s already dead. In case you’re not familiar with sourdough starters, they’re essentially colonies of wild yeast… Continue reading The Ender
Tamie and I have been married for over three decades, which is why it surprised me when she asked if I'd like to share my phone number with a neighbor who’d recently inquired about walking our dogs together. “Seriously?” I asked. “Yes. He’s very friendly, and I think he’d be good company for you on… Continue reading Waitlisted
I took a sabbatical from Microsoft in late 2024. It’s a nice perk offered to long-term employees like me who are ready to step away from the office and find out how many consecutive days they can spend providing helpful process improvements at home before their spouse murders them. It’s not as many as you’d… Continue reading Counter Argument
My youngest child recently wrote and mailed a letter for the first time. He’s 21. To his credit, he knew he needed to attach a stamp before sending it off. A few years ago, his older sister attempted the same thing but just taped a bunch of quarters onto an envelope. I know what you’re… Continue reading Mail 101
It’s been a busy week for us. My wife noticed that a stoplight near our neighborhood was malfunctioning and sprang into action. She contacted the City of Sammamish and got the required repair forms submitted. All of them. Meanwhile, the app I use on my indoor bike trainer stopped working. So, I filed a detailed… Continue reading Does This Cape Make My Butt Look Fat?
Tamie and I were married 33 years ago last Friday. To celebrate, I planned a four-day getaway to the Oregon coast, complete with beachside accommodations, charming outdoor restaurants, scenic hikes, and a romantic train ride for three. This seems like the appropriate time to mention that Rupert, our 80-pound dog, chaperoned. To be clear, this… Continue reading Our 33rd Wedding Anniversary: It Could’ve Gone Worse
I left my wife alone over Mother’s Day weekend. Before you get all judgy, know this: it was her idea. Also, she wasn’t technically alone since Rupert, our 80lb lap dog, was with her the entire time. Do we have any regrets? It depends on which one of us you ask. I had a thoroughly… Continue reading Get Away
