Revelry Reverie

My dad, the family historian, sent me a photo this weekend, with this note: “Mom & I immediately thought that this picture of mom’s grandmother Della Grace Whaley (later Clark) looks like Eleanor.  Della would be Eleanor’s Great-Great Grandmother.  She was born in 1888.  I’m guessing the photo is around 1890.” Here’s Della: Here’s Eleanor…

Henry had a small meltdown tonight because he was giving me a good night kiss and he thought he wasn’t doing it right (he is a particular guy). And that probably would have been ok but Ele had to jump in and give me 4 or 5 rapid fire kisses, which were “the end of…

My co-workers are starting off Friday by sharing something interesting on their desks in a thread on an internal P2. Inspired by that thread, I thought I’d share my workspace as it appears today. I work at a fully-distributed company, so I work from home every day (I could also go to a co-working space,…

I’m full of food. And love. – Henry Ring

Sometimes when I run, I hear a Passenger song called “Scare Away the Dark” and it makes me think. [Sidenote: when writing this post, I watched the video I link to above for the first time. I find it very interesting that they edit out the word “fucking” from the line I quote below, but…