We spent yesterday trying to clean up and de-Christmas (tm pending, Marty) and get rid of the sick.
Me & Mine 2015-19
Despite their tendency to donate to conservative politicians, I am a fan of Jimmy John's subs. I love them and I don't care what you say.
I’m being daring this year with the Christmas exchange we do with Katie’s family. In addition to a bunch of cassettes (the purchase method of which I’ve left up to the buyer), I requested a hat.
I saw the most amazing thing today in the parking lot of Walmart. A janky old Escort drove by me and, although its windows were up, I could clearly hear The White Stripes’ “Seven Nation Army” playing at high volume.
I told you’d I’d give you an update on the status of our pipe shelves project. Well, it’s done! Just in time for Thanksgiving. Thank god!
It wouldn't be a year in my life without car problems, now would it?
Katie inherited some old plates from her grandmother recently. Her parents brought them down to us late last week and Katie began opening them tonight because she wants to use them for Thanksgiving, which we’re hosting.
We started a new project recently and I spent today toiling over it in earnest. It’s a pipe shelf that Katie and I designed based on stuff she found on Pinterest. It will go in our kitchen.
Remember when I ran a survey a month ago to help me pick a scotch? Well, I think I’m going a different direction.
Are you familiar with Jeppson's Malört? It's a bitter liquor created and produced in Chicago in the 1930s. According to Wikipedia, production stayed in Chicago until...
I have been posting daily to this blog since July 28, 2014. Okay, so it doesn't always seem like it's truly "daily." Some posts get posted a little late. Maybe a day or two... or three. Often times it's because I start a post and forget to finish and publish it. But I do try to write every day and then will backpost when necessary.
This is the sort of thing you receive when your editor "gets" you...
There are few things I hate shopping for more than pillows. You can’t truly try them out. They almost never have a trial period. And there’s such a ridiculous range of prices.
I was going through some downloads I did from JCPenney's photography studio and found this gem from a couple years ago.
Have you heard of Bean Boozled? They’re a line of jelly beans from Jelly Belly that feature several physical appearances each of which has two different flavors... one normal candy flavor and one disgusting flavor.
I know some people (Barney Stinson, primarily) say that weddings are a prime place to hook up with lonely singles. But do we really need the bride and groom to not-so-subtly endorse it in real life?
Today, Nathan was playing with some friends outside after school and I was out there talking with two of my neighbors, Mike, who lives to one side of me, and Mark, who lives to the opposite side. At the same time that I was talking to them, I was helping Nathan collect Nerf darts that he and his friends were firing... amidst piles of fallen leaves. So, yeah, I was trying to stay on top of their gunfight so, at best, we lost no darts.
We went trick-or-treating in the shops in our town this evening. We do this every year and it always lands on a Thursday, I think, because the stores are open later on Thursday than any other night (and they do not want to do it on a weekend because our downtown is already jam-packed enough on a weekend without hundreds of costumed kids running rampant as well).
If you follow me on Twitter, you may have seen a poll I posted asking you to choose one of four bottles of single malt scotch.
I have always loved lizards, particularly chameleons. They’ve just never ceased to fascinate me.
Yesterday, Katie asked if I would take a Crate & Barrel box back to the store to get it gift wrapped for a wedding shower today. She would have done it when she bought it, but she was in a hurry.
Nathan and I were downstairs cleaning things up before going up to bed when we heard something crash against our big window in the high-ceilinged living room.
I have no idea how we got on the topic last week, but we were discussing birthdays at work. Being a creative bunch, we have a variety of ages overall, but I'm pretty sure a small majority of them are in their 30s.
I shoulda been working on cleaning the garage.
We did something pretty interesting tonight as a family. We joined a bunch of Katie's coworkers and volunteered at Feed My Starving Children filling and boxing MannaPacks for starving children the world over. Actually, our target area tonight was Haiti.
For years — actually more than a decade — this has been my Discover card...
The whole plastic vs paper straw debate of late has not really managed to draw me in. I just don’t care. I guess if environmentalists can find a more friendly way to drink drinks and save wildlife, why not?
I went to John's memorial service today.
In celebration of the 50th anniversary of U.S. astronauts landing on the moon (clearly they're not buying the FOX conspiracy theory...), OREO has launched an anniversary Marshmallow Moon edition of their classic sandwich cookie. And they went all in on these things.
I've been a bit, well, numb for the last 12 hours for lack of a better way to describe it. I was on Facebook last night, which I rarely do, and saw in my updates that a bunch of my friends had posted to the WVHS In Memory page, dedicated to those from my high school who had passed away. This is never a good sign.
Instead of our usual take-out Pizza Friday, Katie and I decided that we would go to a place near where she works called Nick's Pizza & Pub for dinner with Nathan.
That whole feeling like the floor of a taxicab thing? It continues. Been a week now.
That whole self diagnosis of uvulitis? Spot on according to the doctor I saw yesterday. She actually asked me if I had medical experience the way I was accurately using proper human anatomy terms.
Why do people almost always get sick just before going on vacation?
I did something today that I haven’t done in probably 20-odd years... I set foot in a hobby shop. I’m talking a me hobby shop (models, r/c, trains, etc.), not that place that has Hobby in the name, claims to be Christian, and smuggles religious artifacts to the states illegally.
Most parents, upon pawning off their kid(s) to their parents (the kids’ grandparents) would do something romantic or exciting or fun.