January 2020 Part I

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New Year’s Morning we went and visited some stagnant friends for brunch. (stagnant: we used to hang out with them, but just kind of…stopped…probably mutually, probably out of busy-ness and merely mediocre alignment of interests). We had met them through our old work friend Coach, who is sibling to the wife in this couple. Anyway, Coach came up with his wife and two kids, and we went to hang with all of them. Ann (Anne? Anh? The wife in the local couple) is a good cook; breakfast was simple (mostly build-a-bagel with eggs and bacon). We learned that Chilkoot and Nick (the husband in the local couple) share a love of salt. Nick has a collection of interesting salts that he and Chilkoot perused, and then Nick sent a few samples home. Totally normal behavior for a six year old, right?

Anyway, it was nice to see Coach + family. We went to a park, all the kids played. Nick was sick as hell for whatever reason (he claim he didn’t drink anything on New Year’s Eve), and was barely able to keep himself out of the bathroom long enough to talk.

Chilkoot and I worked on his Pinewood Derby car. KrisDi found egg-shaped fishing weights (versus stacks of nickels on previous tries); we were able to drill through-holes in the car and use a clamp to press-fit the weights into them, so no glue was necessary. It took a few tries, but I was able to explain the concept of using spray paint for a base coat and then hand-painting decorations on top of it to the six year old. Overall, it worked pretty well. Didn’t win for the troop, but won for his age group and did pretty well for a couple amateurs. He got a trophy and was pretty stoked.

Chilkoot got a fever and had to stay home; then Chilkat got it. By Monday, Chilkat wasn’t better, so Krisdi planned to stay home with her, but school got closed anyway. I’m pretty sure Chilkat felt fine suddenly at this point.

One of the weird things out here (or now versus then) is that if anyone in the school district can’t get to school, then school is cancelled for everyone in the school district. School was cancelled at least twice and delayed at least twice. We had no snow on the ground during at least the first cancellation. I understand that other people in our school district are at a higher elevation, but when I was growing up, school could be cancelled for the farm kids and the city kids would still have to go.

This year, I decided I should work to actually empty and get rid of the bottle in my liquor cabinet that are not of great interest to me, in order to make room for things that are of great interest to me. Additionally, I thought I should actively seek to reduce my beer stockpile. I began this work of “finish the neglectable bottles” with a local bourbon, Elk Rider, (on the rocks), and then “green Russians” to try to finish my Matcha Kahlua and our (now) redundant and inferior bottle of vodka (KrisDi won a handle of a higher quality vodka that is now taking up space in the liquor cabinet).

Various things:

  • Chilkoot got glasses. Well, at least by this point in the month, he had gone in to get a prescription and order glasses, which included trying some on.
  • Uncle P Dubs and T Dog made good on their Christmas Present for Chilkoot and took him skating.
  • KrisDi’s cousin the commercial pilot visited briefly and we spent a lot of time eating and talking about the 737 MAX.

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2 comments

Somehow, matcha kahlua sounds… horrible.

No, not horrible. Mostly just different. I don’t like the Green Russians as much as I like the White Russians, but I do like them.

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