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Happy Birthday Gay!

Gay turned 49 today. She wanted to go to a spa for her birthday so she went to Miraval in Tucson, Arizona. Me and the kids were sad that she didn’t want us around for her birthday but at least she went alone and didn’t choose other people over us. She left yesterday morning and is coming back on Sunday.

Havana went over to Hanna’s house tonight and Hudson and Eva spent the night at Bowie & Iris’ house. So I was home alone and didn’t know what to do with myself. I ended up listening to music past midnight and texting with Gay for a bit. That’s my version of decadence.

Gay’s Annual Hill Climb for Beer

Gay went with members of the WA Brewer’s Guild to Olympia today to talk to our representatives about beer. She got to see Nicole Macri who kicked off her campaign at Optimism and she met, Frank Chopp, the Speaker of the House, who has never met with the Guild before but did because he heard that “someone from Optimism would be here.”

The Washington Brewers Guild hosted its annual Legislative Hill Climb on Jan. 28, 2019 to spread the good word of Washington craft beer.
— Read on www.brewersassociation.org/activities/wbg-2018-hill-climb/

Gay’s Birthday Party

We got furniture for the mezzanine at the brewery recently so Gay decided to christen it with her very own birthday party. The kids, Jon and Megan’s daughter and two of Kevin’s kids stayed at our house with Chloe. We had sliders from Anchor End, one of our food trucks, a lot of appetizers prepared by Gay, Optimism beer and 50 of our friends at the brewery. No photos though!

Happy Birthday Gay!

Gay is 48 today. Gay had the day off for her birthday and I left the brewery a little early for our 5:45pm dinner reservation at Salare. I wasn’t expecting much from the restaurant given our disappointing dinner several months ago at the chef’s newer and (surprisingly) highly-acclaimed June Baby. The food was excellent.

This was the first time the kids seemed to enjoy being at a restaurant without playing games or drawing. They participated in our conversation and were even adventurous food-wise, trying things they wouldn’t normally taste and picking something other than pasta. That is except for Eva, who loves pasta so much that one day she will turn into pasta. This feels like one of those occasions that I will look back and realize our kids took a significant step towards being grown-ups.