I am grateful for a day off of work.

I am grateful for some time my kids spent somewhere else, so I could relax on my own.

I am grateful for fibreglass and epoxy resin. I affected some canoe repair today. 

I am grateful for the ocean. Julie went on a fishing trip with friends today, and it surrendered two coho salmon, one of we we devoured tonight.


I am grateful for a bunch of items crossed off a list. Not all of them, but enough to feel okay about the stuff on my plate.

I am grateful for homemade pizza on a Friday night.

I am grateful to almost be in bed. I’m bushed.


I am grateful for Farley, because he is awesome. I am also grateful for the clothes my mom bought for him and Coop recently.

I am grateful that Farley took some time to show me his truck today.

I am grateful for a long and productive day of work, and I am grateful for Julie, who has been taking on all the slack I’ve been leaving on the parenthood front as I put on the blimders and work late. It’s not easy on anyone, and I look forward to a less busy time.


I am grateful for an electric bike trip to the grocery store with Farley this evening. It’s great when the mundane tasks of life can be so pleasurable.

I am grateful to be in bed when I  feel this tired. Good night!



I am grateful for another boring worky day. I am grateful my next deadline is just barely far enough away that I can feel okay about relaxing a tiny bit for a small part of my day. I am grateful for some great time on the floor building lego robots and spaceship boats with my kiddos.


I am grateful for a nice boring day at my nice boring desk, warm and sunny with the garage door open, puzzling my way through code hoops while CBC muttered away quietly on the radio.

I am grateful we booked a babysitter tonight, and I got to spend some kid free time with my spouse while watching a  ridiculously stupid, but inevitably entertaining movie about an island theme park populated by hybrid genetically modified dinosaurs running amuck. So dumb, and so good. 


I am grateful for some cancelled plans that led to a fairly low key day in Calgary for my family.

I am grateful for a kid centred, teamless baseball game my dad engineered for us this morning. there were several outs, several runs and several strikes, but only one team, that neither lost nor won.

I am grateful My iPhone just auto-corrected the proper Canadian spelling of centred.

I am grateful for a successful trip home.

I am grateful for the super moon lunar eclipse. That was a cool sight to behold, from the beach, on the way home from the airport.

I am grateful to be sitting in my own living room, having just watched an hour of TV and consumed one of those large bottles of a locally brewed IPA, rendering me into a nice combination of buzzed and sleepy, and perhaps apparently, a bit oversharey.

I will soon be grateful to be sleeping in my own bed. Good night!



 I am grateful for some quality time making rainbow loom bracelets with Coop, who showed me how to do it on my fingers.

I am grateful for some kid free time in my folk’s house while they took the kids to the park.

I am grateful for the Blackfoot Truck Stop. It is less smoky than it was in the 80s, otherwise it’s exactly the same. I spent many happy hours there in my teens and early 20s; it was nice to spend another one or two in there today for lunch.

I am grateful for a great afternoon with my kids, their Calgary cousins, my sister in law, and Julie at Telus Spark, the science centre here in Calgary. So much fun stuff in there.

I am grateful for a fantastic event tonight, the celebration of my Grandmother’s 90th birthday. I counted 29 people there; most of us direct descendants. She and my Grandad are largely responsible for how my Dad parented me, and so also how I now parent Coop and Farley. 

I have a strong sense of family in my life, and she is someone I have to thank for that. I can’t think of anything that’s more important to me. I am grateful to feel I’ve got my priorities straight that way, and I’m grateful for her role in knowing that.

I am grateful for the gift my dad and his brothers put together for her, which was an endowment for the Home Bound Readers program she volunteered with for many years at the Calgary Public Library. She would often take care of me when I was a kid, and at least once I remember going with her as she did so, bringing books to the people on her list, and picking up the ones they’d read, but also coming in for a quick visit, sometimes a cup of tea. I think it was a service that provided a lot more than book delivery for both my grandma and those she served. I have many warm feelings for her; pride is one of them, and I’m also proud of my Parents, aunts, and uncles for honouring her in this way.


I am grateful for the excitement of my kids. Farley was about as happy as I’ve ever seen him when I came to pick him up at Daycare to head to the airport.

I am grateful for the small airport we have in Victoria. The uptightness level required for air travel there is very low compared to bigger cities.

I am grateful for great kid behaviour on the airplane. I was afraid when Coop exclaimed, “No TVs? What good is an airplane without TVs!”. I can think of one very particular and useful thing such an airplane could do, but I digress. Despite the lack of TVs, everyone’s behaviour was just fine.

I am grateful for a very warm and hospitable welcome to the home I was raised in from my folks. I try not to take that kind of thing for granted, but sometimes I do. That’s not a luxury all parents provide, but I am lucky that way.


I am grateful for a deadline met, and the first evening in a while where I am not at my desk programming until I can’t think anymore. Instead I am distractedly blogging while watching a cheezy (adjective) science fiction series on Netflix having recently consumed cheezies (plural noun).

I am grateful for Coop’s school. There was an open house there tonight. Coop, his buddies, and Farley were running around like they owned the place, which is as it should be.