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Happier Times

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Because sometimes you need to remember the good parts to make it through the bad parts.

Crema

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Jonathan and I had a lovely chat this morning. We don't talk as much as we used to talk, I miss his voice, him, which causes me to appreciate these conversations more.

Today he was talking about the delicious cup of coffee he had made. Talk about bringing vicarious joy to me!

I have often lamented my dislike of coffee. The only good coffee, I assert, is muted in tiramisu. In other words, with lots of sugar and lots of cream.

What I do like a lot, however, is Jonathan's like (love?) of good coffee and his ongoing enthusiasm for the drink. I love how coffee houses became our way of exploring new cities, and old ones alike. Often the coffee houses would have tea, sometimes not. They would always be a destination, multiple destinations, that enabled us to find new areas, to walk to new destinations, to expand our knowledge of our temporary home.

Check My Phone

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Check my phone.
Check my phone.
Check my phone.
Check my phone.
Check my email.
Check my phone.
Check my phone.
Check my twitter.
Check my ig.
Check my phone.
Check my phone.
Check my phone.

I am not doing well.

JFC SHOP

Snowing at Dad's. Snowing where you are?

Hair

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In a valiant attempt to recreate delight, we fanned his hair out. He was gracious enough to allow me to photograph it.

Jonathan with his hair fanned out

Kjollé with my Big Bear

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On our 50 adventures, in Lima, we were hoping for a last minute cancellation to Central. We didn't manage one, but we did have dinner at its sister restaurant.

Which is now my favorite restaurant in all the world.

I mean, how can an amazing meal with this big bear not become a favorite?

Jonathan Snook at Kjollé

Dolla Dolla Bill Y'all

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Eric had warned me a decade ago that parenting isn't what you think it is, and life will throw you those parenting lessons over and over again. This week has been a tough week, and I managed yet another one of those lessons, mainly that you often don't have the right answer, even when you should.

A few days ago, I found three dollar bills on the beach. I was amused by this, and handed them in some ratio to the boys. I didn't think much about them until today.

As we were walking out of lunch, L commented he wanted his dollar bill back. Hayden said no, he found it. I asked for the details.

L had been in the restroom. He dropped his dollar. He had lost it.

H went into the restroom after L. He found the dollar bill that L lost. Picked it up. Kept it.

L realized H found his dollar when H bragged about finding a dollar, as only after said bragging had L realized he had lost his dollar.

Us, at the Huntington

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This is one of my most favorite pictures of Jonathan and me.

Look how giggly happy he is!

Kitt and Jonathan smiling

This is What Financial Freedom Looks Like

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What is Interesting to Me

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I took the boys out for an evening last night. Jonathan said he wanted to have a break, go be by himself for an evening. As an introvert, I totally understood this need, and said I would spend the evening with the boys.

We went for a walk to a couple parks. They burned off some energy, which was great. I tried to help H do a flip off the bars by holding up his arms as he swung backwards, but I lacked the strength to actually support his weight and he sorta flopped onto the ground. Fortunately, that kid is agile enough to land like a cat, and no harm was done.

The evening didn't end well, as L became Mr. Grumpy Pants, and basically sat down, refusing to move until his dad returned.

You Know You've Found the Right Person

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