Tom turns 50

Saturday, January 4, 2020

Sotto Cincinnati

Tom turned fifty. He’s got one of those birthdays that falls in the middle of December. So if you’re going to plan something, it’s best to do it a year in advance or outside the holiday windows.

He picked the place, found a time that worked for folks, and we gathered to celebrate his being.

More meals with friends in 2020? ✅

S’more photos

Patch additions

Friday, January 3, 2020

various patches

The patch collection grows, for which I tip my hat to Thor, Tom, and Casey.

Related links: Joywave, Advencher Supply Co., Draplin & the USPS, and R.E.M.

In related new, got a new patch put into production today thanks to Erik.

Skyscraper and electric car

Thursday, January 2, 2020

Carew Tower

Carew Tower, skyscraper

Passed the vehicle below after lunch with Heather.

It’s an Audi e-tron®… Yes, the name is all lowercase with a hyphen. First electric Audi I’ve seen in the wild. Feels a bit clunky and overwrought with some odd angles. Then again, all Audi SUVs have a hint of hearse about their tailgate. Still like to see what it’s like on the road.

Audi eTron in the wild

Srsly 2020

Wednesday, January 1, 2020

2020 mylar balloons

Photo taken outside Happen Inc in Northside

Something I didn’t include in my post about the last day of 2019? I spent a good chunk of it with attorneys and clerks trying to close out things with mom’s estate. I don’t want to jinx it, but I think a major threshold was crossed and moving forward is possible.

Long Sidebar: Get your affairs in order. Srsly with no vowels—put the things you wish on paper, properly. It’s hard and annoying, but this is an opportunity to help the ones you love work through a very difficult moment.

Mom had said everything she wanted, but we didn’t get the paperwork back to notarize it in time, and it made everything really… heavy.

As executor, I did my best to be honorable, but it was at a cost I don’t think mom would have wanted.

There is light toward the end of this particularly long tunnel—but it is not the end of a chapter, it’s bigger than that… It’s the beginning of a new part.

In other news, I went to the Container Store just to look at boxes today. I didn’t buy anything, I just didn’t want to spend the whole day looking through old boxes. (Eventually I did tackle a closet back home and decided I might not be a size 36 waist ever again. Significant piles for donation were made.)

Goodbye 2019

Tuesday, December 31, 2019

selfie group shot in restaurant mirror

For the past, oh, 5 years? New Year’s Eve means grabbing a table somewhere for a prix fixe dinner. (I just looked up how to pronounce prix fixe after all this time. It’s PREE-FIKS!)

This year we landed at Boca and my word, it was just So. Damn. Fine.

We lucked out getting the library and managed to spread four courses over four hours. Everyone shared a bit of their plates so we were able to sample the entire NYE menu—a selection of favorite dishes and a few specialities for the night thrown in the mix.

Let me just say this, if you haven’t been to Boca and you’re anywhere near Cincinnati? Go. Make a night of it.

I highly recommend starting with the Pommes Soufflées “1949”, then someone should get the Scallop & Brussels Sprouts (even if you don’t like Brussels sprouts) and sample the Gnocchi Fonduta. Pretty much anything on the entire Land & Sea menu will treat you fine as a main course. My pick for dessert would be the Milk Chocolate Bavarois.

So yes. Every bit of all this was just wonderful.

But I would be remiss not to note, there were some empty seats at the table. How I wish I could go back and fill every single one of those seats and have shared the evening with more friends.

I’m not one to put too much stock into resolutions, but if I would make just one? It’d be to share more meals with people I love.

To 2020. (And thanks to Christine for snapping this proper photo)

Rabbit hole

Monday, December 30, 2019

Organizing memories

So when I wrote about the Star Wars movie, I mentioned a Return of the Jedi drawing. I can see it in my mind, slightly yellowed paper, folded up in the midst of other memorabilia. I mentioned the rabbit hole of going through boxes a few days back.

There’s been a lot of nostalgia and reflection of late. These feelings exacerbate as the calendar flips to not just a new year—but perhaps a new decade—depending on who you ask.

I don’t think I have a year or decade in review post in me at the moment, but I do think the slow methodical documenting of days is prudent. Even if the centerpiece of the day is digging through old boxes.

There’s this intense feeling to sift, organize and compartmentalize… determining what to discard, what to keep and how to make it not feel overwhelmingly in disarray.

My inclination is to go out and buy some new boxes, but I actually have enough. I just need to let go of more things.

I’m keeping Kermit though. He stays along with Rowlf and Animal who are also in that particular box. I should mention, it pains me to have puppets stored in boxes because I think it hurts their feelings.

Missouri bound

Sunday, December 29, 2019

Rainy day, car, cat, beards

Joseph hits the road, avoiding the traffic and craziness that comes with the turn of the calendar year.

Banana Cream Pie

Saturday, December 28, 2019

Making banana cream pie messy kitchen

First time making banana cream pie (or pudding for that matter), from scratch. Who knew pudding was so simple?

Verdict? It was just ok.

Could’ve used more sweetness, less saltiness—a good rule of thumb for lots of things.