Sarah and the kids surprised me with an early father’s day present this year: a wood-fired pizza oven! We’ve loved the green egg grill for pizza, but it takes a while to get up to temperature and it takes longer to cook a pie. This sleek thing heats rapidly and cooks a pizza in 60 seconds flat. It’s amazing.
As a bit of an April Fools day meteorological joke, we were hit with a fairly severe blizzard overnight. With 8.5 inches of snow at the airport, this puts us at the third snowiest winter since records began in 1971. And this wasn’t just a blizzard, it was a thunder blizzard. Lightning and thunder accompanied the billowing snow in the evening. Our power went out for an hour or so in the night, but was miraculously back on before sunrise.
For more details, check out this morning’s post on the Updraft Blog (MPR’s weather site).
I’m loving the stage of life where a “party” is a bunch of fellow nerds getting together to paint miniatures with fine conversation and beverages.
A big winter storm came through this week. Two more days off from school. (First day was a false-positive… we could have easily made it to school, but it had already been called.) Today (the second day), seems much more justified.
Actually, this is just for Andrew and Griffin’s school (SPA). Maggie and Oliver got three days off!
Griffin and I spent some quality time in front of the mirror this morning practicing shaving. We made it with no nicks or lost body parts.
One of my favorite middle school events in the years before COVID was the Chinese New Years Assembly. Put together by my amazing friend and colleague, Neil Bray, it features music and skits by students and culminates in a lion dance by a local family troupe (the Ha family). This year, we were happy to have the Ha family back at school for an in-person event. I caught a bit of the dance on video:
One of my favorite places in the DC area is the National Cathedral. Despite my irreligiousness, I have always found places of worship (of any religion) to be compelling. In boarding school I used to sneak into the chapel and sit on a pew to read. At Oberlin I enjoyed Finney Chapel in the same way. Overseas, I’ve spent a fair amount of time at Hindu, Buddhist, Muslim, and Jewish shrines, mosques, and temples. Most such places create a sense of awe and peace, calming my thoughts and providing space for contemplation.
The National Cathedral certainly has heaping portions of awe. I discovered it in late high school when the west towers were still under construction. I think my friend and D&D buddy, Dan Williamson, (“Toby,” back then) was the first to introduce me to it. It was free to visit, so I used to swing by fairly regularly to wander around or find a comfortable nook to read in (or to scribble notes for my next D&D adventure).
Ever since being damaged by an unusual earthquake in 2011, it has an entrance fee to help cover repair expenses. (Repairs are ongoing, hopefully to be completed in 2025.) Between that and getting out to DC infrequently, I have only visited a handful of times in the past few decades. It remains as magnificent as ever.
One thing that I appreciate about the cathedral is the history and culture that is woven into its art. There’s a grotesque (like a gargoyle) of Darth Vader. There are busts and statues of presidents and historic civil rights leaders. There are stained glass windows commemorating Native Americans and the moon landing. On our latest visit, we learned that the cathedral recently decided to replace two windows portraying Robert E. Lee and Stonewall Jackson with designs by Kerry James Marshall.
We visited as a family on the Tuesday after Christmas. Here’s a haphazard selection of photos from our visit.
Kudos to my colleagues Neil and Diane for organizing a faculty gathering at Afton State Park earlier this month. Families were welcome at a large group site. Some folks brought tents and stayed overnight. Many others stopped by to enjoy the fire for a portion of the evening.
Sarah was out of town, so I brought our three kids plus two extras. They basically ran off into the woods and only emerged occasionally for hot dogs and s’mores. Social gatherings like this have been few and far between since COVID struck, so the time felt quite special. We didn’t stay overnight, but had a lovely time spending the evening with a stellar group of people.
Believe it or not, when Sarah and I went to the fair on Labor Day, it was the first time that we ever bought Sweet Martha’s cookies. They are a legend at the fair and we’ve always seen people walking around with their pails or cones of cookies, but we’ve always been drawn to other foods. We couldn’t justify the pail, so we got a towering cone (the smallest size you can buy). They were good, but very sweet. We only managed to get through about half of them.
First day for this 8th grader (and his 8th grade teaching dad)!
