The Pile I’m Standing In

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About a month ago a new friend asked me how I met Bryan, and I was caught up in telling our story. It’s a fun story, and I love to tell it, so please ask me to whenever you see me next. It makes me smile. Today is our 7th wedding anniversary. And in writing [...]

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I’m in a cooking rut these days, so I’ll post another scrumptious meal Bryan whipped up. He made these breakfast tacos on the Fourth of July, and they were just delish. Scrambled eggs, shredded cheese, and fresh salsa in a corn tortilla. Yum! It’s amazing how much BETTER something tastes when someone besides you makes [...]

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B: Thomas! Don’t point that laser at your eye! J: What happens if he points it at his eye? B: He’ll go blind. J: Uh, why are we letting him play with the laser? B: Because he’s a boy. He needs to be trusted with dangerous things.

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2003 was our first Fourth of July as parents. It was also Bryan’s first paid holiday in nearly his entire working life, having lived the high life of a freelancer until I got knocked up with Ruthie. It was the first time I’d ever seen him relax – like, REALLY relax – because he wasn’t [...]

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Bryan cooked for me all weekend, which is pretty much like porn for women, in my book. Beginning with dinner on Friday night, the pornography just didn’t stop. I’d had a really crappy day with the kids, and since he was able to come home early from work he offered to make dinner. So I [...]

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Daddy, can you fix my light? You need a new light bulb? No, the one where mama broke the switch. Oh, that one. Yeah, we could probably fix that. Can we fix it now? Not today, but we can fix it later. [pause] Can we fix it within two years? [hesitation] Yeah, we could probably [...]

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It really is true that the early bird gets the worm. One of Bryan’s co-workers was selling a pair of tickets to last night’s Mariner’s game, and sent out an email early that morning. Bryan, being the early bird that he is, snatched them up before many had even come into the office. There were [...]

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Bryan started a new job a couple weeks ago – he writes about it here. This means he is no longer flying to San Jose, nor is he working in our basement studio office. The kids have not been able to grasp this. They wake up in the morning, venture down to his office to [...]

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B: Who wants to play Lego Star Wars with daddy?! T: ME! R: ME! T: NO! ME! R: NO! ME! (repeat several times) B: You can take turns playing. Thomas will go first since he said it first. J: Nice. B: What? J: Way to reinforce the concept of putting others before yourself. B: Hey, [...]

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A few days ago we drove the kids through the neighborhood Bryan grew up in. I’ve seen it all before, but it was fun to take the kids – especially Ruthie, who seems to have understood these were places Daddy was when he was little like her. This is Bryan’s Grandma’s house, now owned and [...]

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This weekend we went to a swanky Christmas party. It was the first swanky event we’ve attended since last year’s swanky wedding of Chris and Ponzi. Since each of us only has one swanky outfit to cover all swanky events, it was a bit of a problem that Bryan couldn’t fit his swanky attire BECAUSE [...]

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Every year when the weather turns, Bryan goes into Paranoid Sock Police Mode. It’s not uncommon to hear things around our house like, “The reason you got sick, Ruthie, is cuz you’re not wearing your socks!” and “Thomas! You just coughed because you’re not wearing your socks! Where are your socks?” Maintaining this level of [...]

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Dear Bryan, For two weeks now I’ve been planning to write a mushy essay for your birthday about how much I love you, and to post this song as a tribute to us. And then we got into that huge fight on the day the kids started puking, and you were stressed about work, and [...]

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