Gratitude

I am grateful for my Father, and his father. I learned how to be a dad from my dad; he, in turn, followed my Grandad’s example. He added a bit and left some on the cutting room floor, as I do, too, but it’s nice to think of this sequence of fatherdom, and it’s a privilege to carry it forward; I have two sons who may be fathers themselves someday, after all.

I am grateful for my sons, they gave me some great Father’s Day loot (a painted mug already broken and glued back together, and cards they made at school). They play a pivotal role in this whole fatherhood thing for me.

I am grateful for my spouse. She also plays a pivotal role in this whole fatherhood thing, and is largely responsible for the mug.

I am grateful for a night away with said spouse, and for my in laws who made that possible. It was great to get away, and great to get home, too.

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I am very grateful for my electric bike. I bought a kit, and installed it, and it’s even more awesome than I thought it would be.

I am grateful for my in-laws. My mother in law is here today, and father in law will be joining her here tomorrow night, while Julie and I check into a hotel and enjoy some kid-free time for the first time in a long time.

I am grateful for Cooper, who auditioned tonight to be Tiny Tim in the Belfry Theatre’s production of “A Christmas Carol” by Charles Dickens. There were a bunch of kids, he might get it, he might not, but he really enjoyed going and trying out. Makes me feel happy he’s having a good time, and proud for going for it. If that’s not nice, what is?

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I am grateful for the end of the year beavers pot luck. I am grateful that my crockpot lasagna turned out okay.

I am grateful for the guy at the drive thru window who said my beard was cool. He said it made me look like Hell Boy, and wondered if I listen to heavy metal. I do, on occaision, in case you were wondering.

I am grateful that all the stuff for my electric bike arrived. Go e-commerce! Go honest e-bike business owners in Hong Kong!

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I am grateful for renovation progress. “When will that end?”, you might wonder. “Within the next week!”, I might reply. You can check out some photos and details at http://2brvictoria.com. We’ll have real, professional photos in a week or so, but in the meantime, feel free to have a gander, and to pass that link to anyone who might be interested. If that’s not a shameless plug, what is?

I am grateful for electric bike kit parts that arrived today. Can’t wait to install them!

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I am grateful that Coop was mighty co-operative when it came to shearing his mane. That kid had a fine head of long hair before yesterday. The optometrist advised we cut it; he was favouring the eye that peeked out while the other was covered. It’s nice to see his face again.

I am grateful for Coop and Farley, who I just went to check on. I found them both off their beds, in what appears to be a nest of covers they made in the space between them, sleeping soundly on the floor, just a foot or two away from each other.

I am grateful for a full, productive, relatively interruption free work day. 

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I am grateful for kids bouncing on trampolines with sprinklers on under them, and the kind of warm late sun for which that kind of thing is appropriate.

I am grateful for bike commuting. Such a fun, cheap, easy, convenient way to get around. And these days, when Coop is behind me on his tag along bike trailer, he is a net asset. Hills are much easier with him pedaling away back there.

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i am grateful for the weather. We had a nice warm sunny weekend.

I am grateful for some nice times with the boys today. I took them swimming, then Coop and I biked to a birthday party. It was a great day to be out on a bike and to be cool in the pool.

I am grateful for popcorn Julie made me tonight.

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I am grateful for time spent on a project today – rebuilding a rock wall as part of the renovation downstairs. It’s going well, but slow, and fun.

I am grateful for one of the best meals I’ve had in my entire life. All kinds of awesome food at a friend of Coop’s parents. I don’t know if all Armenians eat as well as these folks do, but man,┬áthis family knows how it’s done. Lots and lots of marinaded meat, cooked on skewers on a bbq they’d modified for the purpose. There was also a roasted vegetable salad, a potato salad unlike any I’ve ever had, and a savoury yogurt drink made with cucumber and dill. All of it, so, so delicious.

 

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I am grateful for Coop and Farley, sitting on the front stoop as they often do in the morning before the commute, just chillin’ for a bit before I rush them into the car and off to school. 

I am grateful for family fun night. Tonight was Julie’s pick: Spaghetti Factory for dinner, then a harbour ferry tour, followed by checking out vendors and street performers on the inner harbour.

The harbour ferry tour operator was great; he had similarly aged grandchildren to Coop and Farley, and it was apparent in his easy manner with our kids. On the tour he made a  stop at Fisherman’s Wharf to buy ice cream cones for the boys; I am pretty sure that was above and beyond the standard tour package, and just something he wanted to do. My boys were grateful and so am I.