I didn’t watch the Super Bowl, didn’t even see scores until the morning. I’m surprised how deeply content I am with that. 🏈
Wow, yeah. This is wild.
A tired book shopper.
First time inside Chik-fil-A since the before times. 🐓📷
Needless to say, the kiddo was very happy about it.
Coffee and Bayes. My friends who know me will laugh at what has befallen me. ☕️
The audacity of a school administrator trying to end run around parents who, respectively, have a PhD and an MSW and who know the rules at least as well as they do is something. I don’t know if I’m appalled at the behavior or impressed at the bravado.
Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Kushner
A quick family photo after the Mass. (Note the water all over one of the kiddo’s shirt. He totally wasn’t playing in the fountain.)
Some personally news—“Daddy” is officially 4/4 the first word for the babies. My wife conceded earlier this week. I’m clearly not the most loved (that title goes to her big brothers, who she adores), but I’ll take it. I remain undefeated.
🖖🏽 Unpopular opinion: Star Trek Discovery isn’t very good. It suffers from too many emotional-psychological gesturing rather than real character development. Too many subplots per episode. Acting is great, scripts are good. But it doesn’t hold together and lacks coherence.
Wrapping up day two of my annual sinus infection. Hoping it clears up so I attend my friend’s wedding tomorrow.
“… reading on a smartphone elicits fewer sighs, promotes brain overactivity in the prefrontal cortex, and results in reduced comprehension.”
🔖 Nature
Read, yes, on a smartphone.
When your son asks you to wear a tie “just because,” you put on that tie. Like a boss.
Some times you do get a beautiful, well composed, two hour nap on a Sunday. It isn’t all the time, to be sure. But yeah. 🤙🏽
She loves her biggest brother.
(Taken at Mass—a rare exception to my no phone policy at church.)
Kids soccer, yet again.
It was a warmer start to our weekend soccer games than last week when the reported 55 degrees was warmer than it felt. This week is quintessential Arizona winter. Highs in the 60s, sunny.
Little brother had the first game. He loves it more and more each week. I didn’t get any shots of the big kiddo’s game but he also did well.
The difficulty now is the two babies are more mobile. Number 3 wants to play soccer so so bad. Baby sister loves running around. And those are both great but it makes it harder to focus on the kids when they’re playing.
Earworm courtesy of a YouTube suggestion, which I did not watch, for the 1812 overture. 🤙🏽
The Inestimable Mrs. Perez has been working on her tortilla game all week.
In my professional, Mexican-American opinion, 💯!
And with that… my Instagram is deleted. (Well, it’s staged for deletion for 30 days and I suspect IG will try to get me to re-activate it before then.)
Yesterday a student admitted to not knowing the meaning of “ripping” a CD.
To be clear—not “Oh, yeah I heard of it, but never knew what it meant.” Rather, “Uhm, what is ripping and why would anyone ‘rip’ a CD?”