Year 5, Day 161

Friday nights are for kicking a few drinks back over pizza with your main man.

Year 4, Day 43

This evening, Jaclyn sent me the precise text that every spouse wants to receive on a Friday: "I want to go to IKEA tonight." And so, at Miles's usual witching hour, we descended upon that fabled slice of Sweden, home of Nordic ingenuity, land of meatballs (which I was really banking on eating...until we found … Continue reading Year 4, Day 43 →

Year 3, Day 157

In a move that will come as no surprise to regular readers, Miles woke up insisting that we obtain ice cream today. Hey, I can think of worse Friday night rituals!