Two Years

Today is my husband and my 2nd anniversary. Woo hoo! Two whole years. I look at people who have been married 25 years or more and think we’re in Kindergarten compared to them. But yay, kindergarten is fun. Time has gone by a lot slower than I thought it would, and I am glad. We have done so much—lots of travel, camping trips, dates, and even all six Star Wars movies and seven Harry Potter books. Brandon is wonderful, and for some reason he has chosen to settle down with me. Weird, Harry Potter loving moi. I’m okay with it and am not going to question him too much….but sometimes I do ponder my luck.


I didn’t sleep very much after our first, second, third, and possibly fourth dates. I was too excited, and felt like I had the entire North American population of butterflies in my stomach. All my friends had said, “when you know, you know” and finally, I knew what they meant.

He keeps granola bars in his car to give to the homeless, does the dishes without being asked, and brings me coffee in bed every morning. He lets us listen to Adele when he would probably rather listen to Metallica. He goes with me to get sushi even though he would rather eat just about anything else, and would give me the last bite of his Torchy’s taco if I asked. But I try not to ask. He calls me on his way home from work just to chat, even though he’s going to see me in 15 minutes anyways. And he doesn’t celebrate when he scores against me in tennis…but celebrates with me when I score against him. (I may or may not say “BOO YAH” and dance on occasion.)

He took a selfie at the altar on our wedding day…


…to the surprise and amusement of everyone there, including me.

He sends me selfies in his waders because he knows I will like it!


He tolerates the high rank my dog holds in this house…


He can’t take a picture in the sun…


He takes me to the theater…


He surprises me with flowers…


He has a HILARIOUS sense of humor…


And of course, he is an awesome Instagram Husband! (<— If you haven’t seen this, you seriously need to watch it.)


In short, he’s the best.

Happy anniversary sweetie! I love ya!

Man Crush Monday

Shocker, my man crush Monday is my husband! This is not news necessarily, but I’m giving him a shout out today because of this picture. It just belongs on this blog.


Brandon went hunting for the first time in his life last year, (story here) and received an award for it. We had the deer mounted and it hangs on the wall above our tv. The rest of it went into our bellies.

Something you ought to know is that Brandon is not prone to ridiculous photographs. But every now and then he does something to make his wife laugh.

A person’s first hunt may not seem significant on the surface, but as nearly every hunter will tell you, it’s a day they will never forget.  You become closer to the land in a very unique way. Congrats, Brandon!


Life with an Engineer, Volume 2

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A few months ago I wrote the post Life with an Engineer, describing life as the wife of a critical thinking, logical, and analytical engineer. I heard “I know what you mean!” and  “My husband is just like that!” from a lot of you.  A month or so later, on a trip to Colorado, my husband did something that has inspired another post.

We were staying in a mountain cabin with Brandon’s family this past June. On a sunny afternoon, we drove to a nearby lake to hike a short trail.


When we got to the lake, we fstarted on what we thought would be a nice afternoon full of hiking and experiencing the great outdoors.

It started off well enough.


It was all downhill!


The trail wrapped around side of the lake down towards the dam.


We hadn’t gone but half a mile when the trail came to an abrupt end at a gushing mountain stream coming from the base of the dam. We hadn’t planned on having a stream keep us from continuing on our hike. Could we ford it?

After some discussion, we concluded that we had to turn around and go back home. Well, heck, we said. This was a worthless hike! But No. Did you forget there was an engineer in the group? They find joy in the mundane.


Brandon had been studying the source of the problematic stream while we all debated what to do, and said Wait! Look here. 


He proceeded to describe how weather in the upper part of the watershed, where water collects and forms the river, had collected here and caused this lake to overtop.


Excess water was rushing around the side of the dam into this spillway, causing the pool at the base of the dam to rise and a stream to form over our intended trail.



He then pointed out a whirlpool in the stream, and explained that it was created by the speed of the water and x over mc squared times 4 to the tenth power or something. Whatever–it was a whirlpool and we were impressed.


Brandon told us an entire story about what was going on in the natural world miles away from where we stood and how it affected the patch of land where we were.


As the famous outdoorsman John Muir wisely said, When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world. 


Go Brandon.

We all went home contented.


Lazy Day on the River

My house needs to be cleaned, I need to exercise, and I should probably read and expand my vocabulary, but I spent last Saturday in a chair in the Guadalupe river. Because what is summer without a lazy day on the river?


Brandon and I headed out to the Canyon Lake area, and we were joined by several of our Austin friends. Left to right: Lane, Eric (in Baylor gold and green), Blake, Erin, Becky, Mike, Shana (in the fabulous hat), Aaricka, and finally Brandon.

If you look closely, you can see Becky is holding a chocolate pie.


Most manners are thrown out the window when you spend all day on the river with someone. That day was no different. Everyone grabbed a plastic fork and passed the pie around, eating straight out of the pan.

My friends Shana and Mike had never met the rest of the group, but this is how I knew they would fit in: they actually were the ones who brought the pie down to the river. Hi, I’m Shana. Want some pie?

They can stay.

We have a history of doing this. Last time we passed around a tray of oreos. What will it be next time? Please feel free to make suggestions.


We also discussed important world issues. We analyzed climate change, zero waste, whether Adnan killed Hae (from Serial), and whether the Chris Farley documentary would be good. (We decided that yes, it would.)


Shana and I also discussed the important issue of hats, agreeing that they are completely underrated and need to make a comeback. Who’s with us?


Brandon got some fishing in too.

Over the past couple of years, my husband’s interest in fishing has really taken root. Whenever we go to a body of water, he packs the fishing poles and waders. (I pack food and a chair.)(We have our priorities.) When he caught a trout last summer during his first attempt at fly fishing, his face lit up. He was hooked. (Pun!)

I completely support him in his fishing endeavors. Most of the time, it means we get to enjoy pretty water, and one day, when we have time, fish for dinner.


This weekend, Brandon had some luck on the river. He was dragging his line in the water as he walked upstream to find a new fishing hole, when he heard his line take off behind him.


I heard him holler, “Whit, I got something!” and turned around to see a striped bass splashing its way towards him.


Way to go Brandon!


I must admit I was shocked, having fished this stretch of river since I was a little girl and having never caught a thing. But, I was glad to know that there actually were fish in the river…I had started to doubt it.

Catching this fish was a cherry on top of a great weekend, the icing on the cake. Or should I say, pie!

P.S. All of this excitement wore Trooper out. 

corgi sleeping on its back


This right here is the sign of a good weekend.