For Father’s Day I got a very nice little present: Seasons 4-7 of Star Trek: TNG. That completes the set for me.

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Last night my wife and I fell asleep on the couch, watching episodes of Seinfeld. We were exhausted from various trips (two family reunions, in each case a long drive with seven people in the van). I woke up in the middle of the night, our legs tangled and cramped. So I nudged her and got her to get up and go to bed. She said, “Shawn, don’t you dare sleep down here, get to bed right away.” To which I mumbled, “Sure thing dear, I’ll be right up.” Six hours later the dawn was breaking.

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Pretty much a lazy afternoon. Over the weekend I put together most of my Skorne. I’m behind the rest of the group who are in some cases nearly through painting.

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I went our for a walk. Oh, yesterday it was raining really hard; waves of marble-sized droplets surging like silvery ripples of wind-on-grain down the street. At the end of the street is a simple public park, just a lawn but sunken down with a drainage grate in the middle. It’s sunken about four feet. The whole thing was full, and there was a stream of water flowing into it. And there was a bubbling geyser in the middle where water was back-flowing into the now-a-pond. It was amazing. I headed out there to be sure that some neighbors houses weren’t flooding and to see if they needed help (no cause for alarm turns out).

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There were about eight neighborhood kids out there waiting for cars to come by and douse them as they plowed through the water.

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I am getting profound satisfaction from family life. Good food, too. My wife cooked me two meals today; biscuits and gravy for breakfast and steak and chile verde for dinner. Everything cooked and seasoned to perfection.

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Speaking of food, baby Willow is now eating solid food at six months old. Her current repertoire is rice and green pea mash. She is highly aware of the rest of us eating. She sees the food going in the mouth and she lunges forward to get some.

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Happy Father’s Day all.