After School

All my life, Granddad has talked fondly of his mom picking him up from school.  His favorite days were when she’d show-up with the bird dogs and the shotguns in her car, ready to take him hunting.  Just the right mom for Granddad. Meanwhile, Nate and I have a similar…

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Mohawk, Pipsqueak and Silver

When my childhood friend, Nealy, got married, her older sister Erin gave the best speech– almost perfectly summarizing the experience of growing-up in the Santa Cruz mountains.  It talked about her parents raising tough mountain women that knew how to stack wood, dig ditches, and weather the inevitable disasters brought-on…

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Oh The Ironies

As I’ve mentioned, Jacob is very interested in entrepreneurship and business and how you make money.  Lately he has a lot of questions about taxes and interest.  The former involving how he avoids them, and the latter involving how he can apply it to his little brother. So today Jake decides…

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Decimals and Pounds

Last weekend we had our second annual Halloween party.  No joke, ever since his inaugural party, Jacob’s been planning the next one.  We’ve created a monster!  He tells me he loves planning parties.  He loves setting-up the upstairs as a Nerf gun zombie apocalypse course.  He loves filling the giant horse trough for…

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The Slick One

On October 14th, the real license plates got put on my car.  It’s kind of sad really.  How quickly the paper plate era flies by.  Now in my recounting of that great date in July when I set forth on my first unassisted automobile acquisition expedition, I didn’t quite capture the full…

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Classic Jacob

Two weekends ago we had back-to-back soccer games at Damon Garcia.  On these days I position myself in between both fields and kind of ping-pong pivot back and forth.  I generally find myself in “enemy territory” for the Bullsharks, which is Nate’s team.  It’s apparently gauche to be cheering for…

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Soccer Reminders

This email from our Team Mom made me snort out loud yesterday: I am so bad at this!  I need to remind you sooner!  Tomorrow’s game is at 3:45 so please arrive by 3:15 for warmup. Jacob is on healthy snack duty. Go team! Sent from my iPhone I sure…

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Rags to Riches

Back in mid-July, we came home from Flatrock and NYC and The Rat Mobile rallied.  On July 19th, I made a split decision and decided to high-tail it to Santa Cruz, buy myself a car over the hill, and get back home the next day.  Plus it was Grandma’s birthday,…

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Zombie Apocolypse

It’s that time of year here on the Central Coast.  The days are crystal clear and a little too hot, but with the bite of fall in the air.  Every evening as we’ve returned home after school and work, a mama dear and her baby are lounging in the shade…

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