Thank you, mom, for raising me to talk proper English, so I can laugh at things like this.



I have our tickets…


Working snack

I’m cranking away on my seminary lesson, and decided it was time for a snack. We don’t usually have “snack foods” around the house, so sometimes a bit of creativity is required. Today I ended up with popcorn, butterscotch chips, and a glass of orange juice.


Surely that’ll get my brain shifted into high gear!

Thoughtful Zack

Yesterday we had a photoshoot (long story, but it’ll all become clear when our Christmas card comes out) and Zack was really hamming it up. He used a hair dryer to get a little more “body” in his hair, and then gave me a few poses. He was absolutely hilarious because he was so serious.

This is one of them, which seems to capture his thoughtful side.


Queen of Tokyo

Now that Kyra’s back home for a few days, I’ve had a chance to break out some board games (no one else around this house plays against me, so when she’s away at college my games sit in the closet gathering dust). After soundly defeating her in a couple games of Dominion, then trouncing her in Canasta, she brought the fight back to me tonight in a game of King of Tokyo.

With her health at 1 (barely alive) and in danger of losing in the next turn, she took a huge chance and rolled for stars. Amazingly, she managed to end up with six 3’s to score six stars for the win. Unbelievable.


Queen of Tokyo!

Happy Thanksgiving

Today Laralee and Kyra spent many hours in the kitchen, although it’s my suspicion much of that time was talking instead of cooking. Regardless, we had a wonderful opportunity to sit down together and enjoy a great dinner.


The homemade rolls were amazing.


We even enjoyed some nice candles (yeah, I was in charge of table decorations).


Faces of Zack

I’m working on our family Christmas card, which means going through our archive of photos from 2016. Of course I want the card to be more or less “balanced”, showing each of us in various poses and situations. I’m having a hard time finding many shots of Zack where he doesn’t look like either a special-needs child or a psychotic maniac.


It’s possible there’s a little too much of his dad in him.


Last night we went to a party at a friend’s house, and Zack didn’t want to “get all dressed up” (he was wearing pajama pants). So he pulled on his Chewbacca pajamas and we headed out.

When we arrived, their daughter Lexi saw Zack and was so excited because she has Chewbacca pajamas too! She ran to her room to put them on.


Silly dreams

Seen on Facebook:

If anyone ever tells you your dreams are silly, remember there’s a millionaire walking around who invented the pool noodle.

Sweet hat

Kyra just texted me a picture of herself walking across campus in a sweet hat:


It’s hard to tell what it is from this angle, but it’s a cool monster whose arms wave when you squeeze the tail hanging down (above Kyra’s left shoulder).

And it’s my hat, sort of. I took it home from a white-elephant Christmas party a few years ago, but sadly it was too small for my big noggin. So I gave it to Kyra because it fit her well, and frankly it suits her personality. I’m thrilled that it’s keeping her ears warm on a cold fall day, and even more thrilled that she’s willing to wear it in public. That’s my girl.


Seen on the internet:

You are now one day closer to eating your next plate of nachos.

> This is the most hopeful thing I’ve ever read.

>> But what if I die tomorrow and never eat any nachos?

Then tomorrow is nacho lucky day.


… And that’s a wrap. La and I just finished Arrival. Mind blown.


A fantastic movie on all fronts, it poses the age-old question: If you knew what would happen in your life ahead of time, would you change anything?

After some thought on the drive home, I came to an easy conclusion.


Pick o’ the litter

Laralee and I are heading out to see Arrival in a couple of hours. I love that our new cinema has reserved seating, so you can order online weeks ahead and know that you’ll have a great seat for the show. Since this is the latest cool mind-bending sci-fi movie to see, I wondered if there would be a crowd. I checked online for this afternoon’s matinee:


Apparently we’ll be the only people in the theater! I guess we don’t need to worry too much about reserving a seat…


I was shopping for some dedicated server hosting and found a company that offers several different packages:


I’ve heard of bronze and silver and platinum. “Diamond” is a new one, but not a bad choice. Of course “Enterprise” is just a marketing buzzword for “unnecessarily complex and expensive”. The one that has me scratching my head is “Rodium”. I’m not sure what that means, although I can’t help but wonder if it’s some kind of inside joke at the hosting company.

“Hey Charlie, we need a sixth plan to make our little grid look balanced. What should we call it?”

“Hah, how about Rodium? It sounds cool and no one will know what it means!”

Perhaps they’re referring to the chemical element Rhodium? It’s a mystery…

Chocolate doesn’t die

There was a time almost five years ago when we bought a huge block of chocolate and made Christmas candies. We didn’t use the entire block, so it’s been sitting in our basement storeroom since then. The other day I wondered if chocolate ever really goes bad.

I pulled out what was left of the bar– still a few pounds– and melted it. Then I dipped a bunch of caramels in it and left them out to cool. The result?


They might not be pretty, but they were delicious. Conclusion: five-year-old chocolate is still good.

The sun from both ends of the day

A few days ago I was coming home from seminary just as the sun was peeking above the eastern horizon. Yeah, that’s way too early to be coming home, but at the same time it’s pretty cool to see sunrises.


On the other end of the day, one of the bummers about the end of Daylight Savings Time is that I’m often at the office until after dark now. The other day I managed to leave a little early, and caught a beautiful sunset over the mountains. I snapped a quick picture as I was waiting at a stoplight:


A few days ago in traffic I was behind a van with a license plate that read “CUBSWIN”.


Either the driver has been holding out hope for a long time– and was finally rewarded– or was very quick to put in a vanity plate request after the World Series…