So far this morning:

  • assembled cinnamon rolls from last night’s dough
  • left them to rise
  • 5.5 mile run
  • baked and frosted the rolls
  • Got ribs thrown on the smoker
  • Washed up the resulting dishes

And it’s, what, not yet 9 AM? It’s gonna be a great holiday.

One of these years I’ll become a good Episcopalian and get a decent red shirt to wear on Pentecost. Not feeling the red pants this morning, and the Nebraska football jersey probably isn’t a good choice. Ah well. ⚓️

2026 Reads: Howards End by E. M. Forster 📚

2026 Reads: Book of Lives A Memoir of Sorts by Margaret Atwood 📚

Marvelously written. Shouldn’t be surprised. I’m not a huge Atwood fan (not opposed, just haven’t read her much) but the memoir was lovely. And yeah, she can write.

Just heard from our youngest daughter that she got her ACT score back: 36 composite. Holy cow.

Absolutely monster game for Wembanyama. 41 points and 24 rebounds? Incredible.

And it’s done! This is the third jazz album cover cross stitch I’ve completed. Really enjoyed doing this one.

2026 Reads: Behind the Throne by K. B. Wagers 📚

Unabashedly loved this one.

Modern life: cruising at 36,000 feet above Montana, watching the NBA playoffs live on the seatback TV, and getting an alert on my phone that the washer at home is done and clothes need moved to the dryer.

A year from now it’ll be us with the cross-country move to the PNW. We will blessedly have a corporate relocation specialist to ease that effort, but still, I can now start to better imagine the amount of upheaval it will be.