I have to remind myself to appreciate Ryan’s gifts — the things he not only does better than average, but extraordinarily well. It is hard, especially when he struggles. We spent part of Sunday at the town pool. For some reason, Ryan decided this summer that he no longer really enjoys being in the water. […]
Read more "An Eye for Detail"Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. — The first verse of the famous Dylan Thomas poem we’ve all been given a gift tonight: at least three more days of hockey season. #treasureit #becauseitsthecup — Tweet […]
Read more "Not Going Gently"In a lot of ways I have a very traditional marriage. I work full-time, Veronica works part-time. She cooks and does the vast majority of the housework. She does the grocery shopping. I manage the finances. I used to cut the grass until I got lazy enough to pay someone to do it for me. […]
Read more "Season’s End"I wish I’d been able to post this on Monday, but WordPress and I were not getting along. Way back on Monday, you know, twenty-four whole hours ago, I was busy writing a post about the wonderful weekend I’d spent with Ryan road-tripping to Washington for a Capitals playoff game. My heart was heavy then, […]
Read more "Road Trip!"Today’s post is delayed on account of the fact that WordPress sort of ate it. But this weekend was too special — 36 glorious hours of one-on-one time with Ryan, all centered around playoff hockey — to not share in greater detail. Until I can properly do so on Tuesday, I’ll leave you with this […]
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Pucks and Puzzle Pieces 