Hey 'ski. Anniversaries. Two of them: our date-a-versary was on Sunday. 9 years. Our wedding anniversary was on Monday. 2 years. Things just get better and better. And they started off great! So am happy and in love. As usual. Rugby. The Seattle Seawolves won the inaugural season of Major League Rugby last Saturday, in San Diego, against the Glendale (Colorado) Raptors. My wife and I were there, and it was AMAZING. Old Friends. Caught up with old friends in San Diego. One of them I hadn't seen in close to 30 years... and we picked up the conversation right where we left off. Like we had never been apart. The other friends have been in my life since before I was born: my Mom's old college roommate. Like my aunt and uncle. Fantastic people, retired, and living a life of luxury on the beach in La Jolla. (We got to stay with them. It did not suck.) Job. This job slowly degrades, as the company attempts to catch up with more nimble johnny-come-lately competitors. So I am looking around. Turned down a job at Vulcan. Wasn't the right fit, unfortunately. I would love to work for them. Interviewing at the "Big A" for several roles, mostly because they are ridiculously high-paying. And just had another come across the bow for a groovy company doing actually groovy legal shit. Not shitty legal shit. Good legal shit. For good organizations. My inside-man is married to a dear friend of mine, so things look good there. Renovations. Holy crap have I got Projects planned for the home! Replacing the appliances in the kitchen... the ceiling in the downstairs... putting in a hot tub... replacing the back deck... building a garden wall... and probably a couple other things I am forgetting. I think I am digging this whole "home ownership" thing. Raspberries. Are not on my diet. But my yard is full of them, so I spend half an hour a day picking and eating warm raspberries off the bushes in my garden, while watching the sun set. It does not suck. Weight. I'm down 40lbs after switching to eating in a keto-friendly way. I haven't even started exercising yet. People notice every day, smile, and comment on how good I look. This is awkward for me. I have never actually lost weight before in my life, so I am trying to thank them for the compliment, receive it gracefully, without imploding. It's mostly working. Oh. And I am making cold brew coffee at home, and invented my own version of Starbucks' "Bacon Egg Bites" that are PHENOMENAL, and so am saving $10 every morning. Life? Its good.