I suppose that I should make an introduction of you before simply sending you a blog post, but THAT’S HOW I ROLL. To cut through introductions, I’ll just link to your personal trainer website. And can I also totally recommend a makeover on that thing? Like, the content is solid, but let’s get rid of all the adobe flash, yeah? Also, I take back what I said about the content – it’s static. You NEED a blog on there. AND your latest social media content COUGH INSTAGRAM COUGH displayed on the home page.
And can we talk about how there are NONE pictures of me on there?
But, of course, you know exactly what I’m doing right now.
Yes, I packed for the gym today. Yes, I’m going to go to the gym. Yes, here’s what I plan on doing.
Continue reading “I Seriously Cannot WAIT To Get THERE”
The following piece is written by my grandpa, Edwin Arnold Porter, and my cousin, Cassie Lopez.
In the early morning hours of Thursday, 14 March 2019, our beloved Dorothy Genevieve Porter died peacefully in her sleep at home.
Dorothy was born on 5 February 1926. She was adopted by Adolph and Harriett Hoven and grew up in Tillamook, Oregon. She married Arnie when she was 20 and he was 19. They shared nearly 73 years of marriage, as an Air Force family. They lived across four countries and moved fourteen times, having three kids along the way- Steve, Lisa and Julie.
She studied music at Northwest Christian College and became a Church Musician. She sang, played the piano and organ and conducted prize winning choirs almost everywhere the family was assigned.
Continue reading “Goodbye, Grandma”
I’m halfway out the door already today with one full day of work left before I’m “off” for the next two weeks.
TL;DR my mother’s mother is on home hospice. My daughter is named after her. So I’m grabbing girl twin and running to the States to introduce them and say goodbye.
I’m still… finding it… difficult to think about?
One of my earliest memories is attending my great grandmother’s funeral and seeing my mom cry.
I was thoroughly confused.
But now MY grandmother is in hospice and I am….
I’m still in shock.
Continue reading “Big Breath In. Big Breath Out. Repeat.”
If the flight out to Prague was surreal and delightful, the return flight was surreal and miserable.
End of January beginning of February is DevConf.CZ and FOSDEM and since both are quite close to where I live, the plan was to run out to Brno for the first event, run back home for a few days, then zoom down to Brussels for the other event.
I woke up miserable on Sunday, but since I had stayed out late the night before, I just stumbled into the shower, thinking I only needed a little steam healing. But I just felt worse. And worse.
I took a minute to count up the symptoms. Fever. Cough. Achy skin.
“Influenza” is too wimpy a word for what I had.
I call it Zombie Death Plague.
Continue reading “So I Ran Over to Brno And Then”
When at home, we speak English, but in public, as much as possible, I try to speak Dutch which just means that I’m damn good at ordering a cup of coffee and buying my train ticket at the kiosk – when I travel the use of Dutch explodes quite a bit between the hotel / commute / airport.
When we first moved to the Netherlands seven years ago I used to get headaches because my brain would try to serve up Japanese as my second language instead of going straight to Dutch. Every time I’d try to practice, my brain would translate Dutch to Japanese to English and back again.
For about six months.
One day I woke up and the Japanese was gone.
Like, GONE gone.
Whenever I’d try to think of some common phrase, my brain gave me Dutch.
But then we had kids and I really want them to be familiar with some Japanese, so I started re-learning via Duolingo. And also, because my partner and our three children are Swedish, I thought now would be a great time to fold in Swedish as well.
So every day I complete at least one module of all three languages within the app, never imagining there would be a situation when I used more than two languages within a short period of time.
Continue reading “No Headaches, Yet, But”