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Day 2,148: Gotcha

It’s Coco’s “gotcha day” today.

We adopted her into our family five years ago. I can’t believe it’s only been that long. I can’t believe we had Cooper for two years without Coco. It seems like she’s always been here, that she’s always been our dog.

Of course, she wasn’t. She was someone else’s for the first half or so of her life. Docs estimated she was between 5-7 years old when she made her way to us. She was found on the streets of Downey. In the middle of the road, I think. And if I remem...

Day 2,147: It’s good to be home

Gonna keep this entry quick tonight…we’re home. Coops is down on the carpet munching on a Whimzee. Coco has had her gray muzzle treat. Bear is in bed next to me. Life is good.

It’s good to be home.

Day 2,146: Rainy Day

Twas a rainy day today in Portland.

Rainy, but mild. Not a storm. Ie- there was no wind to speak of, it wasn’t super cold. Just gray and wet.

How perfect that this storm was coming in and it was gorgeous for the days leading up to and including Scott and Addie’s wedding (did I mention that the weather yesterday and last night was absolutely, gloriously perfect?)…and the day after their wedding, the rain returns? Apparently it was rainy and wet for the past week or so, as well…so it really cle...

Day 2,145: Scaddie

Scaddie are man and wife.

My brother Scott and the amazing Addie are now married!

I. Am. Exhausted

Day 2,144: The Big Day…

The big day…

…is tomorrow.

Scott and Addie get married!

Oh, shit, it was also my birthday today. I literally almost forgot that because for the past couple hours, I’ve been writing out the speech and ceremony for tomorrow. I’m officiating my brother’s wedding. Did I mention that? Ya. No pressure.

Actually, now that I’ve written it all out and said it a couple times out loud to Liz, I’m not worried about it at all. I definitely was worried. No longer. It’s going to be great. And it’ll be super...

Day 2,143: Rehearsals in Portland

We were up at 6am this morning!

Twas a quick get dressed and out the door to the airport. Checked bag and through security with no problems. Got a breakfast burrito with tons of problems…but we got it eventually

Day 2,142: Lt

Our bedroom AC has taken to stopping working after a few minutes of running and flashing “Lt” at us, which apparently means “low temperature.” I’m pretty sure this means that old Darth Danby is starting to break down. Le sigh.

I am wiiiiiiped.

Work was done. Packing was done. A’s beat the Astros again. Hopefully we close it out tomorrow and take another three out of four games against them.

That’s all I got tonight. So. Tired.

Night

Day 2,141: Woolf

Podcasted tonight with Josh. We watched the Edward Albee classic Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? which was a doozy. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Josh less so, I think

Day 2,140: Oh Yeah…

I was stressing tonight about these upcoming scenes I was going to be writing for my book. They were foggy. They felt like “shoe leather,” as Shawn Coyne would put it: scenes that don’t actually do anything to further the story. Not the plot, but the story. The essential plot. The stuff you must have. Everything else is just walking from point A to point B. Shoe leather.

But then I remembered that I didn’t have to write new words. I could take a moment to just write out what might be exciting...

Day 2,139: A Happy Home

I’m happy to be home.

I realize that tonight with some sense of…relief? Maybe? Or just satisfaction. I’m leaning toward satisfaction.

I loved going away this weekend. Like, I was looking forward to it so much, and it delivered everything I wanted: time with my wife, time with my pups, some luxury in terms of being pampered, good food, and general laziness. Holy crap, did this weekend deliver alllll of that.

And it’s so close, too! Which is nice. It is such the perfect spot to sneak away for a...