Living life in pursuit of ten feet tall, still!
Today was brought to you by winter crud, which is apparently going through my household. I’m fine and the dog is fine, but Kade and Tom have been wandering around with stuffy noses and aching heads, so they are stuck at home. Kade’s covid test was negative and Tom’s is pending and we’re vaccinated (Kade […]
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Thank you everyone who commented with empathy and understanding after my last post. Cliché as it may be, it really does help to not be the only one stuck in between this particular wretched rock and a hard place. Unfortunately nothing is going to change that situation but time. Thankfully there’s always horses. I had […]
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It feels odd to have such a good day, a few days after my grandpa passed at home. I have no real words to encompass all that, or who he was, to me and to others, not yet. Instead, and maybe because of him, I took a step out of my depression and had a […]
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I’m starting to type this up as I wait by our bikes outside the local grocery store, while my son runs in with a $20 dollar bill and grabs us some ice cream and water. This short ride, two miles out and back, is the most exercise I’ve done in over a week. I kid […]
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Vitamin D and a pretty awesome pony!
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My try at a Money Diary
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Lately it feels as if I’m paralleling my namesake, Jamethiel, more than ever, in terms of the level of crazy this year has held. (For those who don’t know, I’m named for the main character in a beautiful, convoluted, complicated, epic fantasy series The Chronicles of the Kencyrath. The author makes George RR Martin seem […]
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Read MoreSo much has happened in the last month it’s crazy to even try to type it out. A quick & dirty review: I went on the first camping trip of the season, over to Sisters and rode three times in two days, all on Ray. By the end of the trip, I was riding Ray […]
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Actual mother fucking icicles hanging off my college library roof. I hate the cold. I spent part of my childhood in the blissful, baking, dry heat of Arizona, just north of Phoenix. I survived five whole stinking cold, snow bound winters in Vermont, and ran back home to more temperate Oregon at the first chance (that […]
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On the loose 