St. Patrick’s Day Weekend 2019

I just got off a video chat with my Irish cousin, Lucinda (she’s apparently one of the people who reads this site for some reason now and then, so everyone say hi to her!), which is about the most fitting thing I could have done on a St. Patrick’s Day, right? We’ve chatted Facebook Messenger before, but never actually spoke. One of the first things she commented on was how American I sounded. Later in the conversation she put me on the spot and had me do my Irish accent, which is not my strongest. She had me repeat a couple things after her, one meaning “My name is Zach” and the other meaning “Shut the door.” On the latter …

My 41st Birthday Week

There’s a good bit that’s been going on of late, and I have, as usual, been slacking on here, so I thought I’d try to sum up a bunch of it all in one post. We went to Rougemont last weekend. When my parents were here for the boys’ birthday, my dad said they were going to be doing an oyster roast the weekend before our birthday. (For you newcomers, I was born on my dad’s 22nd birthday.) I’m not an oyster fan, but there would be other food too. Plus they were taking down the back 70 feet of a barn and needed help with that. I’ll explain that a bit. My parents bought the property next to theirs …

Three Out of Five

Picking up where I left off the other day, we did indeed stay home for Super Bowl LIII, in which the Patriots beat the Rams 13-3. The Patriots winning wasn’t a huge surprise, but the score was. The game was a bit of a snoozer. I, in fact, fell asleep before halftime, watched the halftime show (meh) and fell asleep again shortly after the second half started. Tristen woke me up at some point before the game was over and we went to bed. She was fine to go to work the next morning, but Milly had a fever the night before so we decided to let her sleep in until she woke up, see how she was doing, and …

2019 Daddy-Daughter Dance

The last time we did this, Milly went to sleep an only child and woke up with two little brothers. Let’s back up a little first. We got some extra Milly time this week, from Wednesday to Tuesday. Because of that, I told Amanda I was fine with her having Milly Tuesday afternoon (usually my evening) and I’m letting her get her next Wednesday afternoon (also usually my evening). It’s a bit of a change of pace in the mornings since I don’t live in Milly’s school district, which means I have to drop her off, but Fawkes and Phoenix have handled it well. One really nice thing is that we didn’t have to rush through family dinner this week, …