Eat All The Things

I reviewed my 2015 Food Wishlist and realized there are favorite foods on it that I still haven't eaten over the past two years! I did consume:
  1. Affogato (Some place in Door County, WI) 
  2. Cronut (Angel Food Bakery) 
  3. Takoyaki (Zen Box) 
  4. Fish & Chips (a few times, still haven't been to Anchor tho) 
  5. Morels (the forest, plus some Chanterelles too!) 
  6. Genever (got a bottle at home) 
  7. Caipirinha (Fogo de Chão) 
They were all delicious but half my list remains untasted. To live my best life I need to find a way to eat/drink crepes, udon, okonomiyaki, korokke, and Absinthe. A good Japanese restaurant could knock out at least three of the five. Itadakimasu!

The Limits of Thrift

After all these years, I still love thrift shopping for clothes. In the past it was a cheap way to experiment with new looks and learn what I liked. These days it's rare that I find something to meet my stringent guidelines but those holy grail moments make the hunt worthwhile.

Sadly, though, some things are nigh impossible to find secondhand. For those basic pieces I've started investing in real actual new clothes, sometimes at full retail prices (quelle horreur!) but usually discounted. One example is my world-beating socks, since almost all clothing is better secondhand but I won't do unpackaged underwear or foot coverings. I even walked into Brooks Brothers and purchased new dress shirts, a move that would have been unthinkable to Past Andy. Then again my whole relationship with clothes has changed immeasurably, and all for the better.

Shoes are another black swan. Although I've been lucky enough to find a few pairs at massive markdowns, a new Allen Edmonds shoe is a long-term investment. And that's the beauty part: with a curated closet half-full of only clothes that I wear frequently, those new pieces eventually acquire the patina that marks them as beloved friends.

Body Movin'

I have been practicing Yoga regularly at home for the past three months, which might be the longest I've stuck with it consistently. The main benefit this time has been overall body awareness. I'm more in tune with my breath and my posture and have learned things about my physical body that somehow I hadn't figured out yet in 36 years.

For example, I know what shape my feet are now. I realized that although my right foot is longer, it's also narrower. It doesn't fit snugly in the heel, which means there's more friction, which means my foot hurts after wearing grown-up shoes for a few hours. I've had this problem for years but never understood the symptoms until recently... and now I have a solution!

Darn Tough socks changed my life. Not only do my feet not hurt at the end of a long day but they don't even stink. I feel like this is another epiphany I'm having later than most professional adults but now that I'm on the wool socks tip I don't want to wear anything else. Plus they're made in the USA and guaranteed for life. What's not to love?

2016 Annual Report

I didn't post much this year so there's more ground to cover here than usual!

A fish and bird died but we adopted a cat, so overall we came out ahead on pets.

Natalie is a reading machine! Faves this year: Bone, Smile, Calvin & Hobbes, and Garfield.

Our shows were bad for sales of Angleworm Embroidery products, but great for everyone else.

Maybe it's my age but I've started eating slightly better--no more instant ramen for me.

We did our usual craft stuff and added several new events at my day job--busy year for events!

I had an okay season for morels, ate my first wild chanterelles and found my first amanita.

I dove deep into Stardew Valley and became a Pokémon Go master.

Hand Modeling
My photogenic fingers appeared in a Minnesota Monthly feature. It's becoming a trend!

I stopped podcasting myself and picked up yoga again. I might be done with embroidery too.

The moon of my life.

My sun and stars.

Lake Home 
No more :(

I officially become a Sunday School teacher for third graders, and a confirmation class mentor.

Got a 3DS with Pokemon Sun for Christmas; new favorite daddy-daughter activity.

In February I took a break from consumerism again and it felt real good.

Watched her first movie theater feature: Moana! Soundtrack is on constant rotation.

RIP podcasting, 2014-2016

We finally insulated a janky corner of our house and tore out a deck. Jenna painted.

I recorded a podcast with Josh and Elly on Professional Humans. We talked about crafts and stuff.

Tidying Up
Keeping only the objects that spark joy has been life-changing magic in our home.

Unmotivated to put up many blog posts

Full disclosure, "U" was the last letter I filled in. Started drafting last year, posted February 21.

We took a few trips in the pop-up camper, including a week in Door County, WI.

I figured out how to buy and wear clothes. Thrift shopping can't be beat.

X, Y, Z done, goodnight everybody!

We'll see

Once upon a time, there was a farmer in the central region of China. He didn't have a lot of money and, instead of a tractor, he used an old horse to plow his field. 

One afternoon, while working in the field, the horse dropped dead. Everyone in the village said, "Oh, what a horrible thing to happen." The farmer said simply, "We'll see." He was so at peace and so calm, that everyone in the village got together and, admiring his attitude, gave him a new horse as a gift. 

Everyone's reaction now was, "What a lucky man." And the farmer said, "We'll see." 

A couple days later, the new horse jumped a fence and ran away. Everyone in the village shook their heads and said, "What a poor fellow!"

The farmer smiled and said, "We'll see."

Eventually, the horse found his way home, and everyone again said, "What a fortunate man." 

The farmer said, "We'll see."

Later in the year, the farmer's young boy went out riding on the horse and fell and broke his leg. Everyone in the village said, "What a shame for the poor boy."

The farmer said, "We'll see."

Two days later, the army came into the village to draft new recruits. When they saw that the farmer's son had a broken leg, they decided not to recruit him.

Everyone said, "What a fortunate young man."

The farmer smiled again - and said "We'll see."

Requiem for a Podcast

Two years ago I was excited to start a podcast and I really did it. I recorded 44 episodes, each with different guests, and those episodes got downloaded over 2,400 times (average ~54.5 per episode which is not great, tbh). I published my last episode in January of this year and then quietly put the whole project on ice while I considered what to do next.

By now it's safe to say that I won't be making any more (but you can still listen, at least for now!) so I'm writing this post-mortem to remember what I learned from this endeavor. First, the good things: I met interesting people and had fun talking with them! That was my primary goal and I achieved it, so that was great. But my secondary goal, to build an audience by getting people to share it with new listeners, did not go so great.

Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful for everyone who listened to the show, and the few who followed up to tell me they enjoyed it. And I'm super grateful to the interviewees who took the time to sit down and talk with me. But otherwise, I got practically no engagement by the metrics needed to make a podcast successful--not a single review, even by my guests (no hard feelings, and it turns out this is pretty typical).

Even that was no problem while I enjoyed the process, but eventually the novelty wore off and it didn't feel worthwhile any more. Each episode took around an hour to record and maybe two hours to edit and post online. Three hours doesn't seem like much, but that turns out to be practically all my free time for a week, and I didn't love it enough for this to be my only hobby. Plus I wasn't just worried about wasting my own time, but my guests'... if nobody was going to listen, what was the point of recording?

Anyway, ultimately it was all too much so I quit. I was conflicted at first but now I'm confident that this was the right decision. In conclusion, it was fun while it lasted (and I stuck it out longer than average: most podcasts don't last more than six months before shutting down). I guess I'll keep on starting new projects forever and never stick with anything long term! (Except for my wife, my kids, my house, my pets, my day job, my craft job... you know what, maybe I do have enough going on already after all.)


We adopted a kitty! Chi is an approximately two-year-old Domestic Shorthair who we met at the Golden Valley Animal Humane Society. She chose me by shaking my hand when I knelt down to pet her, then walking onto my legs and jumping on my shoulders to nuzzle. She's a cuddler.

She is also a crier and this has not endeared her to Jenna, especially at nights. In hindsight it may have been foolish to bring home a needy pet just as we were starting to get a full night's sleep again after eight years of human babies. I still love her though. How can you stay mad at this face?

The best(?) part about cat ownership is that I now have an excuse to make lots of handcrafted toys and pet furniture. I built Chi a feeding puzzle so that she can burn some energy working for her food, and this nice modern scratching bed. My miter saw suffered a critical failure but I hope to fix or replace it soon and get back to work on the next project!