canyonwalker: Better Call Saul starring Bob Odenkirk (better call saul)
At the end of episode 5.06 of Better Call Saul Kim Wexler makes a shocking proposal to Jimmy: marriage.

It's even more surprising because it comes at the end of an emotional fight in which Kim is criticizing Jimmy for taking a con too far. Nevermind that she'd pushed him to do the con in the first place. It involved creating TV attack ads with scandalous, fake accusations against the CEO of the bank she's representing. She wanted to dissuade the bank from evicting small-time homeowners from their land to build a call center. Kim wised up about her ethical obligation as the bank's attorney and told Jimmy she'd changed her mind against the con. But Jimmy continued running with it, and the result made Kim look like an idiot in front of the bank CEO.

Their dialogue at home that night goes:

Kim: "You win, Jimmy."
Jimmy: "What?!"
Kim: "You win."
Jimmy: "Uh... yeah. But, I mean... Well, we win. Us."
Kim: "No. I didn't."
Jimmy: "What didn't you get that you wanted?"
Kim: "I don't trust you."
Jimmy: "Why?"
Kim: "You played me! You made me the sucker! Again!"
Jimmy: "Again? What... Wait, how could you be the sucker? It was your plan."
Kim: "Oh, fuck you, Jimmy! God! I...I–You know what? I can't do this anymore."
[...]
Kim: "Either we end this now, or..."
Jimmy: "No!"
Kim: "Either we end this now, and enjoy the time we had, and go our separate ways, or..."
Jimmy: "Or what?"
Kim: "Or we're... We're... I mean... Or maybe... [beat] Maybe we get married?"

At that moment I was like, "LOLWUT?! 😱." Where is this coming from? Kim is fed up with Jimmy as he's just jeopardized her job and professional reputation and... so she proposes marriage?!?

There's actually a strong element of logic to it. And a strong element of emotion.

The element of emotion is that Kim and Jimmy are each other's ride-or-die. Kim is ridiculously loyal to Jimmy despite all his shortcomings and despite how his borderline illegal behavior— and occasionally clearly across the line illegal behavior— is a risk both to himself and to her, by association. Plus, we've seen repeatedly that as risky as Kim knows Jimmy's scams to be, she enjoys them.

And that's where the element of logic comes in. Kim realizes that since she can't quit Jimmy, she needs to protect herself— and, by extension, him, too— from harm if his scams are ever found it. And oddly the way to do that is by getting closer together, legally.

As his spouse, she can't be forced to testify against him. That means Kim will never have to take the stand or answer under oath whether she knew about something illegal Jimmy did. She can continue giving misdirecting non-answers or outright lying about it— like she's being doing already. The difference is, marriage means she can't be compelled to answer under oath.

What weird, and also very sad, reason to marry.

canyonwalker: Sullivan, a male golden eagle at UC Davis Raptor Center (Golden Eagle)
Inlaws' Anniversary Trip Journal #5
Harrisburg, PA - Sat, 9 Nov 2024, 2pm

Today my inlaws celebrated their 60th anniversary, and my father-in-law's 85th birthday, for the 3rd or 4th time this week. I mean, why not celebrate it a few times? 60 is a huge number. As FIL has pointed out, getting to his 85th birthday only required living. Staying happily married for 60 years took work.

Today's celebration was at their house of worship. Almost all the family and friends who were at the party at the house last night were also at services this morning. Unsurprisingly, almost all their relatives and close friends are Jewish, or at least born Jewish and now secular, or— in my case— never Jewish but familiar enough and comfortable enough with the faith after sharing a roof with Jewish people for so many years that I am willing to attend their services with camaraderie and respect. The rabbi mentioned their 60th anniversary several times during the services, several of us in the family did short readings at the front, and afterwards the whole congregation joined us for a kiddush luncheon. (My inlaws sponsored the meal, so there was good food there. And champagne, too. 🥂)

A few things struck me about the Jewish service, in the vein of cultural differences. First, compared to my upbringing in the Catholic faith, Jewish services run on an informal schedule. People drift in at various times over the course of an hour, and when as arrive they tend to make a bit of a hubbub saying hello to the friends they take seats next to. In the Catholic church, you arrive on time or everyone stares daggers at you as you make the walk of shame to your seats, and you shut the fuck up. Once in the nave you speak only when instructed and you stick to the script.

The second thing that struck me was the age demographic. My inlaws' Jewish congregation is old. Aside from a few of us visitors (me, Hawk, her brother) who are still under 60, probably 90% of the regular attendees were 70+. OMG, looking around the nave it was like god's waiting room.

This probably isn't so much a Jewish vs. Catholic thing probably as a now vs. then thing. Younger people are less religious than older generations. Plus, as Hawk pointed out to me, the services are simulcast over a Zoom link. Probably younger families with kids are more likely to watch from home than deal with the hassle of bundling all the kids into the car and staying at the temple for 2 hours.


canyonwalker: Sullivan, a male golden eagle at UC Davis Raptor Center (Golden Eagle)
PA Anniversary Trip Journal #4
Camp Hill, PA - Fri, 8 Nov 2024, 11pm

This evening was the first of two celebrations for my inlaws' 60th anniversary. ...Or it was the second of 3, or perhaps the 3rd of 4. I know they traveled to see a play yesterday evening; they may have done something the night before, too. But at any rate, this evening they had a small party for family and close friends at their house. Fortunately my workday (I was working remotely from one of their upstairs bedrooms) finished up by 2:30 Pacific, which was already 5:30pm here on the east coast, so I was able to go downstairs and join the festivities just as people were arriving.

My inlaws' brothers and sisters traveled in from wherever they live, some from hundreds of miles away. We, of course, had already traveled in from California, 2500 miles away. MIL's sister surprised them with an unannounced visit from Chicago. Hawk got roped into their plan the night before to make their arrival a surprise. I helped create a distraction in the kitchen (MIL is rarely far from the kitchen when entertaining) while they were walking up the driveway so the surprise could be unleashed at the front door.

In addition to it being my inlaws' 60th anniversary it is also FIL's 85th birthday. Yes, he got married on the literal day of his 25th birthday. What an ultimate man-hack to have fewer dates to remember. 😂

The dinner party went well. The crowd of people were just a few too many to fit around the dinner table even with extra chairs tucked in, but that was okay because a few people were happy to take their plates out to the living room and relax on the sofas. I opened a bottle of wine. The few other drinkers only wanted a splash each, so that left me to finish the bottle over the course of dinner and dessert. 😵‍💫 Everyone begged off a bit after 10, even though nobody had long drives tonight. Aside from the few people who already live in the area, the rest of us are either staying here (Hawk, her brother, and I) or in a hotel a few miles away. But it's just as well it's not another late night. We'll all get to bed at a reasonable hour so we can get a full night's sleep tonight before the next party tomorrow, a luncheon after morning services at the temple! Oh, and many of us having speaking roles in the service.
canyonwalker: Walking through the desert together (2010) (through the desert)
This morning we're headed off to Pennsylvania to celebrate my in-laws' 60th anniversary.

At first we weren't going to make this trip. They're not making a big fuss of the celebration, just having a luncheon at their house of worship after morning services. "You don't have to come," MIL told us. "We'll see you a few weeks later at Thanksgiving anyway."

That logic— not to go— seemed reasonable. Hawk accepted it. I didn't quite. So while Hawk figured we wouldn't go, I started quietly booking flights anyway. The tickets were refundable so there was no downside.

Why was I quietly making plans to go anyway, even though MIL told us she didn't expect us to come? Because a 60th anniversary is a big thing. Most people don't get that far. And I remembered my parable of the red bowl. 60 is a big number, and there may not be a 61. My grandparents in the parable didn't even make it to their 40th anniversary. Treasure the time you have with your elders.

I shared this thinking with Hawk last week. "I'll call mom and see if she wants us to come," Hawk suggested.

Hawk called on the phone. "So, Mom, with you and Dad's anniversary next week, we were thinking—"

That's as far as Hawk got. Her mother had already broken down in tears on the phone. Tears of joy.

We finished booking our tickets after that call, and now we're off to the east coast.


canyonwalker: Message in a bottle (blogging)
As a child I found my Grandmother B's house enchanting. It was so full of stuff. Stuff made with quality materials. In the house where I grew up, things were made of plastic and cardboard. The ostensibly fanciest piece of furniture we had, our china cabinet? Medium density fiberboard, with a rich-looking veneer glued on it. My parents spoke of it as if it was a gift from the Emperor of China. I revered it as an heirloom piece, too, until one day my mother was carrying a box that nicked against the corner of the cabinet, peeling off a strip of the veneer to reveal the sawdust and paste underneath. It was like pulling back the curtain to find the Wizard of Oz is just a man moving levers.

In Grandma B's house almost nothing was made of plastic or cardboard or MDF. Instead it was full of things made of various woods, such as beech and mahogany. And real stone such as marble and slate. I sat on a leather sofa for the first time at Grandma's house. My parents literally screamed at me about how I needed to be careful because it was over 30 years old, but that 30+ year old sofa was still in better condition than the 10 year old piece-of-crap sofa my parents owned.

All these wondrous things in my grandma's house had stories. You see, while my grandparents were affluent, they were not idly rich. They bought nice things carefully. Each beautiful thing that filled their house over the course of many years was chosen deliberately, with a sense that money is real and doesn't grow on trees, so everything had a story behind it: where it came from, why it was selected, what it meant, even down to— for big items like furniture the piano— how they got it into the house. Thus it was equally enchanting to learn what all these beautiful things were made of as to hear the story behind them.

As you might imagine in a house furnished carefully and with intention, things largely matched a motif. The furniture in the large living room wasn't all upholstered with the same pattern, but the wood trim and legs all matched. The table, chairs, and cabinets in the formal dining room all matched. Bedrooms had different motifs, but within each room the items matched a particular look or style. Except there was one item in the house that stood out as different from everything else: a red bowl.

A red crystal bowl

The red crystal bowl sat in one of the display cabinets in the dining room. Unlike everything else in the room which all matched, this bowl matched nothing. It was conspicuous in its difference.

"What this bowl made of?" I asked my grandmother.

"It's crystal," she began, and then she explained the story behind it.

It was red, the color of ruby, because ruby is the traditional gift for a 40th anniversary. It was sent as a gift by friends ahead of gradma and grandpa's 40th anniversary. The friends were leaving on an extended trip overseas, so they send the gift months early.

But why is nothing else in the house ruby? Ah, because grandpa died just before their 40th anniversary. There was no 40th anniversary to celebrate, so there were no other 40th anniversary gifts; just this one, given months ahead of time, when grandpa was still alive.

It took me years to distill the lesson from this lone red crystal bowl, and years longer to understand how I needed to put it into practice.

Don't put off seeing your friends and relatives until the indefinite "later". Especially as they age, there won't always be a later.

canyonwalker: Cthulhu voted - touch screen! (i voted)
I'm starting a short series of blog posts about the ballot propositions on my ballot this year. "Props", as we call them for short, are often thought of as a California thing, though they're part of the process in a number of other states as well. It's worth taking a close look at props each cycle because they can be complex; more complex, say, than choosing whether to vote for Candidate A or Candidate B.

How are propositions complex? I mean, you just vote yes or no, right? For one, there are 3 types of ballot propositions with different rules and different impacts. Two, propositions may be poorly written or purposefully deceptive, among other problems. By the way, you can't let this complexity cause you to throw your hands up in disgust and vow to vote "No" on all of them. Due to the way the different types of props work, some of them will actually block or even reverse an act of the legislature if a majority of the people vote No,

This year there are a whopping 10 statewide ballot props plus several local props in my area. I'll start with the statewide props in numerical order, outlining a few per blog.This will take several days, so it's good I'm starting now! By the way, this isn't just altruistic. This is me doing my own research and me articulating my argument for or against to be confident my reasoning is sound.

Prop 2: Bond for Public School & Community College Facilities: Yes.

For this prop as with all the others the first source of information I'm checking is the California Secretary of State's Voter Information Guide | Propositions. This measure "Authorizes $10 billion in general obligation bonds for repair, upgrade, and construction of facilities at K-12 public schools (including charter schools), community colleges, and career technical education programs, including for improvement of health and safety conditions and classroom upgrades."

Years ago, when I was younger and less sophisticated in my understand of political economics, I looked at measures like this and scoffed, "Why does the state just pay for needed work? It seems like every year there's more bonds, extending payments out 30+ years. Why not just pay today for the stuff we need, today?"

Alas, that's not the reality of how the state's budget works. It would be nice if it were, but it's not. The only choice we have is pay this way, or let our schools continue to fall apart, worse.

I like to invest in our schools. Schools are an investment in our shared future. Schools educate the next generation, who'll help support us and help govern us in the future. Schools are also an investment in our economy. Good schools equal good local economies because people and companies want to locate here.

Another thing younger-me would've scoffed at is the fact that this measure is Put on the Ballot by the Legislature, as the voter information guide notes in bold and italic. "Why didn't the legislature just... y'know... legislate... this instead of sending it to us?" younger-me sneered. And that's why it's important to understand How California Ballot Propositions Work. This bond measure had to be approved by a super-majority of the legislature first, then it also has to be approved by the voters.

You can thank the anti-tax zealots for that process, BTW. And incidentally, those same anti-tax zealots also construct the deliberately false arguments yammering about, "Why didn't the legislature just... y'know... legislate... this instead of sending it to us?" that younger-me fell for years ago.

Prop 3: Constitutional Right to Marriage: Yes.

This proposition reverses 2008's Proposition 8, which defined marriage as only being between a man and a woman. It replaces that state constitutional amendment with a new amendment permitting marriage between any two adults, regardless of race or gender.

"How is this necessary?" critics of the measure ask. "Federal courts ruled Prop 8 unconstitutional in 2013." Yes, but consider what happened in 2022 with the US Supreme Court's Dobbs decision overturning nearly 50 years of jurisprudence under Roe v. Wade. We're just one case away from the far-right supermajority overturning the previous court's ruling and restoring California's ridiculous Prop 8. Our constitutional rights cannot be trusted to the interpretation of reactionary ideologues. We need to protect our liberties by putting them in plain text.

Note that this initiative is also tagged Put on the Ballot by the Legislature. Again, that is not an indication that the legislature is passing the buck. This is a Legislative Constitutional Amendment. It's already gone through the full process of being written and approved by both the Assembly and the state senate, and now it must be approved by a majority of the voters, too.

Edited to add: The list starts at 2 because that's the first prop this year.

Edit 2Read about Props 4, 5, and 6 in my next blog.


canyonwalker: Uh-oh, physics (Wile E. Coyote)
I mentioned the other day that rmy anniversary with Hawk was about a week ago. Often we travel to celebrate our anniversary. This year we took our anniversary trip early, visiting the Blue Ridge Mountains in Virginia and North Carolina  at the start of September. It's good that we took that trip then, because if we'd traveled the week of our anniversary we'd have been hit by Hurricane Helene pummeling western North Carolina. Boone, the town we stayed in for 5 nights, was among the towns that suffered severe damage. Floods washed out at least one of the main roads into and out of town.

This isn't the first time that violent weather has hit places we've traveled for our anniversary. Two years ago we made a short trip to Florida's Gulf Coast for our anniversary. Thunderstorms on the trip out there caused flight diversions and multi-hour delays that stranded us overnight at Midway airport. Even the next morning with clear skies we had to rearrange flights to land a 3 hour drive from our destination. And our suitcase landed at yet-another airport, 24 hours later.

We had a nice few days after that... until Hurricane Ian started bearing down on the area as we were wrapping things up! Our last day there, locals warned us there were lines for gas all the stores were selling out of basics like milk and bread. Hawk got out okay the next morning, but I was staying on in Florida to staff my company's trade show. By the following morning, the whole show had been canceled and my explicit instructions from my VP were "Get out ASAP. Do whatever it takes." By then flights out of Orlando were already sold out for the day. Rather than chance it staying another day or two— the airport wound up closing the next day at noon— I found a flight at Jacksonville, 170 miles away, and rented a car to drive there.

These aren't the only cases where a bad storm or even a hurricane has struck a place around the time of our anniversary. Another memorable one was when we getting ready to move out of North Carolina after I finished my graduate studies. Hurricane Fran made landfall on the NC coast and took an improbable path toward the Triangle, hitting the cities of Raleigh, Durham, and Chapel Hill. The community I lived in was spared damage, but many of my friends and colleagues lost power and face boil-water advisories for several days.


canyonwalker: Walking through the desert together (2010) (through the desert)
Last week Hawk and I had our anniversary. How long have we been together? Well, that depends on how you define "together". Counting from our first date, it's now been 30 years!

30 Years!
How long we've been married is a different question. That's just 18 years with this anniversary. Yes, both anniversaries are on the same day. We purposefully got married on the anniversary of our first date. Hawk always joked it was so that she'd only have to remember one date, not two.

Yes, the difference of 30 minus 18 means that we dated for 12 years before marrying. No, we didn't take breaks or see other people during that time. There were a couple of other reasons why we put off saying "I do". For 10 of those 12 years, though, we did live together as a couple. That's why I also include the number 28 in the anniversary mix. 28 years ago is when we decided to move out to California together from the East Coast after college/grad school and start our new lives. Together.

canyonwalker: My other car is a pair of hiking boots (in beauty I walk)
North Carolina Travelog #3
Pisgah National Forest, NC - Wed, 20 Sep 2023. 5:30pm

After wrapping up our hike to Twin Falls it was just a short drive up the country highway to our next stop of the afternoon, Looking Glass Falls. Again, the benefit of staying close to the action!

Unlike Twin Falls, Looking Glass Falls doesn't require a hike up a steep trail followed by careful footwork on slick rocks to get close to the falls. It's right next to the highway and only requires careful footwork on slick rocks to get close to the falls. 😅 Lest that still sound too daunting, consider that this couple made it in their wedding clothes!

Just Married? Almost! Looking Glass Falls, NC (Sep 2023)

A few other hikers waited with us at the top of the steps for the soon-to-be-married couple to finish their photo op. It was uncrowded enough on our mid-week visit to wait 10 minutes. Plus, we felt a connection with them. Hawk and I are on this trip to celebrate our wedding anniversary, as were the other hikers we waited with at the top. The couple at the bottom is starting their own, similar tradition today.

canyonwalker: Mr. Moneybags enjoys his wealth (money)
Continuing with my theme of how couple should manage their money together, my topic today is how many bank accounts a pair of people in a relationship should have. After "How should we share expenses?", which i wrote about yesterday, it's the next most common question I see in financial advice columns and blogs. And the two questions are related. How you set up your bank accounts is closely tied to how you share money and split expenses.

When Hawk and started living together years ago the modern advice was to have 3 bank accounts: one for each person in their name alone, and one joint account from which shared bills can paid. The idea was this preserved each partner's independence, via money and fiscal control that was theirs alone, while also making it simple to share common expenses. That was different from the more traditional arrangement, where couples once married would have a single household bank account. Often the woman in the relationship would have little control over the money.

As an aside, I can only shake my head at how the 3-accounts strategy that was the new advice 25-30 years ago still seems to be the new advice today. So many questions or stories on this topic in financial advice blogs are from women who are trying to avoid, or recover from, loss of financial control.

Anyway, back to what worked for us.

3 Accounts, in Spirit if not in Practice

When we moved in together we embraced 3 accounts idea... in spirit. We each had our own accounts but no shared account. One of the other of us would pay each bill for shared expenses (rent, utilities, food) then about once a month we'd figure out the difference and one person would write the other a check to even it out.

Why no shared account? Frankly because bank accounts are not free. Even the credit union I belonged to had a monthly account fee that was only waived if you had either direct deposit of your paychecks or a certain minimum account balance— a minimum that was high for people just getting started out. Having a third account would've meant paying fees. Evening it up ourselves once a month, even in the old days of adding stuff up on calculators and then writing a check, was easier than paying a fee. BTW if we were starting out today we'd do the same thing— though with a tool like Venmo or Zelle to even out the payments.

If 3 is Good, 6 is Better!

As we built up our finances we did open a third account... once we had enough money to meet the minimums across multiple accounts. And then we opened a fourth account, and a fifth, and more!

We opened the second trio of accounts specifically as savings accounts, separate from our checking accounts. In terms of discipline, checking accounts are for regular expenses. We auto-deposit our paychecks and pay bills there. Savings accounts we only touch for bills if they're major, planned purchases. More importantly, in terms of financial structure, the savings accounts are high yield. We hold them at banks that pay great interest rates. Most banks and even most credit unions pay essentially 0% interest on checking account balances. The best high-yield accounts are paying close to 3% today.

Advice You Can Bank On

My advice to people starting out (or starting over) today is three simple recommendations:

  1. If you're in a long term relationship, use the 3-accounts approach— in spirit (like we did for several years) if not in practice.

  2. If you're living mostly paycheck-to-paycheck, focus on finding a good checking account with as low fees as possible.

  3. Once you're able to start saving, open a high-yield savings account and start transferring there whatever money you don't need for regular expenses. (Note this isn't investing. Investing is the next step, and it's a major one.)

canyonwalker: Mr. Moneybags enjoys his wealth (money)
This month I'm writing a series of blogs on how we split responsibilities and finances in our household. The prompts for this topic are advice articles about family/couples finance I've read in my newsfeed. On the whole I'm unimpressed with the advice peddled by supposed professionals. Some of the suggestions are weak, some are ridiculous, and some are like, "Is this still news? I thought this was news 30 years ago." So I'm sharing what's worked for me/us and what I/we have learned.

This blog addresses the question, "What's a good way for people in a relationship to split expenses?" As you'll see in a moment we've handled that three different ways as our relationship has progressed.

 When we were dating we kept our money and expenses separate. That made sense because we were living separately. Rent, utilities, groceries, etc. were separate bills for each of us. (Or were things that we split equitably with our respective housemates.) When it came to dates we took turns paying. That was somewhat avant garde at the time, in the mid 1990s, though our expectation was that it was becoming normal. Surprisingly nearly 30 years later it's not widespread.

Our choice to take turns paying for dates was partly a matter of finances. We were both students on slim budgets, so it made sense to alternate who pays instead of the guy (traditionally) always paying. But it was also key for how our relationship worked. It was important to me in choosing a partner to find a career-minded woman capable of being financially independent. And for Hawk it was important to find a parter who didn't try to take away her independence.

 While living together we kept our money separate but shared common expenses. We continued keeping our finances separate while living together. There was no reason to merge them. Rent, utilities, and grocery shopping were common expenses we split. One or the other of us would pay each bill, and we'd even up at the end of the month. I contributed slightly more than half of the rent because my salary was higher. The other common expenses we split 50/50. Things we kept personal were car costs (purchase, maintenance, insurance) and individual meals dining out. When we dined out together we charged those meals to a different credit card we split 50/50 each month.

 After we married we merged our finances and began paying ourselves "allowances". Once we got married we turned around the question from "How do we split expenses?" to "How do we split our the money that's left?" It's an idea I got from an older friend who'd been married several years where both partners were professionals with full time jobs. We merged our finances and treat all of our income as joint income. Paychecks go into a shared account. All regular bills get paid out of it. That includes obvious things like mortgage, insurance, and grocery shopping; but also car payments, gas, dining out, travel, and entertainment. Whatever's not spent is transferred to joint savings. The rule is that every expense paid from the joint account has to be mutually agreed upon.

One of those mutual agreements is that we each get an "allowance" of a few hundred dollars per paycheck. We transfer that money to our personal accounts where we each have total individual discretion over how to spend it. This gives us the advantage of managing one set of primary finances, for household expenses and household savings, while having small personal accounts over which each us of has sole discretion.
canyonwalker: wiseguy (Default)
That BuzzFeed listicle I read earlier in the week about women who make more than their male partners also highlighted the problem of unequal division of responsibilities at home. Traditional thinking holds that as the man is the primary breadwinner of the family, the woman is the primary housekeeper. The personal stories reveal that while this is supposedly an economic division of labor it's really a gender role (unsurprising to many). Even women who become the family's main breadwinner report still having to do the lion's share of the housework.

In our household we've always viewed housework as something to be split evenly. We're both responsible for it— and we're both able to do it! That doesn't mean everything splits 50/50, though. There's more to the equation to balance than simply whether we both did an equal number of minutes of vacuuming each month. In particular I've been doing more than 50% of the housework for several years now because of something I jokingly call Work/Wife Balance. (Yes, it's a play on the term work/life balance.)

My wife works a job that requires she be in-office at least 4 days a week. That seems broadly true of her industry; it's been the case across 3 companies she's worked at in the past 10 years. During the same time jobs in my industry have been largely remote-first.

Working remotely gives me two big advantages when it comes to free time. One, obviously, is that I don't have to spend time commuting. My wife spends at least 45 minutes a day commuting, and it was 90+ minutes before her company moved office several months ago. That's extra time I can use to take care of chores that's not available to her. Two, I have flexibility in my schedule during the day. I can take a few minutes here and there to put sheets and towels through the wash or unload the dishwasher. I can take a long lunch once or twice a week and pick up some food at the grocery store.

Again, equitable division of responsibility doesn't mean equal number of minutes pushing the vacuum. It's about balancing free time and energy. It's my work/wife balance.


canyonwalker: Mr. Moneybags enjoys his wealth (money)
The other day I saw a Buzzfeed listicle1 in my newsfeed entitled "21 Surprising Confessions From Women Who Earn "Significantly More" Money Than Their Partners" (Buzzfeed, 31 Oct 2022). It's about the relationship dynamics of couples where the woman partner earns more than the male. Women earning more than men in some families is not a new phenomenon, though once virtually unheard of it has been growing more common. Yet it still surprises me how common old-fashioned, narrow-minded attitudes about it are. Too many men feel ashamed of it, are shamed by friends and relatives for it, and try to deny it or manipulate it.

I've always looked at those stories of shame and denial and shaken my head. If my partner were earning more than me, I've long said, I'd support her and celebrate her success! Now I get a chance to put my mouth where my money is. Hawk is earning more than me this year.

This is a reversal of... basically forever in our relationship. I've long had more earning power than her as I earned a STEM degree, and a masters degree, and have worked in technical jobs since my second year of college. Often my salary was 2x hers, or higher.

In the past few years Hawk has climbed the corporate ladder more successfully than I have, increasing her salary greatly. That combined with working at a company beating its financial targets (both of us have a bonus or commission tied to company revenue) has vaulted her past me in earnings for this year. She'll finish 2022 earning 20% more than me.

So, now that the earnings reversal is real as opposed to merely hypothetical, how do I feel? I feel the same as I've always said I would. I'm happy for her. She's worked hard. She's earned it. And we both benefit.

[1] A listicle is a form of lazy modern journalism where a reporter writes a feature article that's really just a list of best-of responses in a thread on social media like Twitter or Reddit. List + article = listicle.

canyonwalker: Hangin' in a hammock (life's a beach)
Florida Trip Travelog #10
Back at the hotel - Fri, 23 Sep 2022, 10pm

Friday afternoon and evening we've continued our "We're on vacation!" mentality. After eating lunch at the poolside cafe we went back in the water for a while longer. I rode the water slides a few times then joined Hawk for several laps around the lazy river pool. Soon enough we packed that up, though, as we wanted to go out and visit more of the beaches in the area.

We drove a loop down through Bonita Springs, out to the barrier islands, and up to Ft. Myers Beach before coming back inland and completing the loop back to the hotel. I could post pictures from the beaches we visited but honestly they all look the same in a boring-amazing way. White sand everywhere, shells everywhere, clear water that's so warm you can walk straight into it.

We decided to treat ourselves to a nice dinner this evening, at a Brazilian rodizio restaurant. Rodizio is Portuguese for "meat parade"[1]. It's the style of restaurant where waiters bring skewers of grilled meats (and pineapple!) up to the table and slice off a bit onto your plate if you want it.

The meat parade is never cheap, but we had a special occasion. ...Actually, two special occasions. One, our anniversary is this week. We had already planned to treat ourselves to a nice dinner some evening while on vacation. Two, Hawk learned this afternoon— in a last-minute, must-attend management meeting she had to join from our table at the poolside cafe at lunchtime— that an asshole peer she and many colleagues find difficult to work with is being discharged. It was like a weight was lifted from her shoulders with that news, so we decided we'd enjoy our nice dinner tonight.

[1] The word rodizio has no direct translation from Portuguese to English, so I've coined its English equivalent as meat parade.
canyonwalker: Planes, Trains, and Automobiles. Travel! (planes trains and automobiles)
Florida Trip Travelog #1
SJC Airport - Tue, 20 Sep 2022, 11:45am

Today we're heading off to Florida. We'll be at a resort-y hotel on the Gulf Coast for several days in celebration of our anniversary. Then Hawk flies homes Sunday while I drive to Orlando for a big trade show conference my company is running. I'll be back home the following Friday.

The past 24 hours have involved bits of scurrying to pack. Packing for a 10 day trip is always more involved than packing for, say, a 3 day trip. And packing for a 10 day trip that's actually two 5-day trips, one at the beach and one for customer-facing work— including full formal clothes— is even more complex. Fortunately I have lots of practice so it hasn't been too stress inducing. And I had yesterday off from work. That enabled me to break the work up into smaller 15-20 minute prep tasks spread throughout the day.

Among other prep tasks I got our passport renewal applications sent off. Those aren't part of this trip; we're not leaving the country, and it'd be too late to be renewing passports right now if we were. But we've been meaning to update our passports for months and have procrastinated. I set myself a deadline of Git 'Er Done before we leave town. We drove to the post office this morning with all the completed forms to mail them via priority mail.

Our flight today departs at 12:35pm— if it's on time, anyway— and we connect in Chicago. The midday departure means our morning wasn't a rush. In addition to finishing our packing and visiting the post office we had time to stop for donuts at an awesome local shop on the way home. Now we're at the airport, having arrived plenty early to check a bag and walk to our gate (at the literal far end of the concourse!) without being rushed. With all the prep work it feels like we're already halfway there though we haven't left town yet.

Update: adding "food" tag because the comments are about donuts. 🍩😋🤣

Update 2: This trip started off well... for the first 3 hours. Then everything went to hell.


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Humorous images and memes about couples having trouble sharing the bed sheets have been around for years. One partner grabs way more of the covers than is left for the other. Even manufacturers have gotten in on the joke with novelty sheets such as these:

Not sharing the bed sheets evenly?

Usually it's the woman who's portrayed as the blanket hog, though not always.

This solution to sharing bed sheets evenly doesn't actually work

My partner and I used to have problems like these... though without resorting to solutions like hammer and nails. She'd go to bed first and have the blanket all scrunched up, and I'd have to pull it off her when I came to bed to straighten it so we could share.

Even when we were sharing the covers close to 50/50 there'd still be problems. It was too far up, so my feet stuck out the bottom (I'm much taller). Or it wouldn't cover down both sides well enough, a particular concern in the winter when we sometimes kept our heat a bit lower.

One solution we tried was to buy oversized sheets. We bought a king size blanket for our queen size bed. That helped with some of the doesn't-go-all-down problems but still didn't solve the blanket hog type problems.

The best solution we figured out a few years ago is just use two sheets. With different sheets and blankets on the bed for her and me there are almost never conflicts over who has how much of it. There's a whole sheet or blanket for each of us!

The two-sheets approach also solves differences in preferred temperature, weight, and texture. I usually like a thinner sheet while she prefers a heavier blanket. With one sheet or blanket shared, it was almost impossible to satisfy both of us. Now we're both routinely comfortable.

We also have differences in preferred texture. The sheet and blanket I like the feel of best, she finds "itchy". The blanket she likes best, I hate the feel of when it touches my skin. Now we don't have to negotiate on who gets their way. We both get our way, every time.
canyonwalker: My other car is a pair of hiking boots (in beauty I walk)
Oahu travelog #18
Koko Head, HI - Mon, 27 Dec 2021, 4:30pm

After visiting the Halona Blowhole and Sandy Beach in our last-minute bonus round late this afternoon we made time for one more outdoors stop, at Lanai Lookout. Here instead of basalt cliffs there are tilted layers of eroded rock. People hop the guardrail and clamber down the cliffs.

Lanai Lookout (Dec 2021)

There are great views out here.

Lanai Lookout (Dec 2021)

Behind us is Koko Head, another mountain/crater kind of like Diamond Head Crater, but on a smaller scale.

Rocks at Lanai Lookout (Dec 2021)

The rocks down here on the lower slope are interesting. They're layered and eroded, like sandstone. But I doubt they are sandstone, given that we're standing atop a 20,000' tall volcano in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. I believe instead this is tuff, volcanic ash, that was deposited in layers.

Just married at Lanai Lookout (Dec 2021)

As we headed back up the slope we saw a wedding party coming down. I captured a shot of the newlyweds with Koko Head in the background. It reminds me of the last time we were in Hawaii, 4 years ago, for a destination wedding of our friends Beth and John.

canyonwalker: Uh-oh, physics (Wile E. Coyote)
Gold Lakes Basin, Calif - Saturday, 25 Sep 2021. 4:30pm.

One of the challenges with appreciating nature's beauty is that nature has its own timetable. Come at the wrong time and it may be too hot, too cold, cloudy, smoky, snowed under, or dried out. Thus it was when we visited Frazier Falls in the Gold Lakes Basin today, after already doing a twofer of short hikes atop Sierra Buttes and at Upper Sardine Lake. Frazier Falls is a favorite spot for repeat visits when we're in this area. A short trail, about 3/4 mile each way, leads to a waterfall about 200' tall. Except today the waterfall is dry.


Frazier Falls in Tahoe National Forest is dry now (Sep 2021)

The fact Frazier Falls is dry right now both is and isn't surprising. It isn't, because this is late in the season when many California waterfalls slow to a trickle. And this year is a drought year. Waterfalls that run low flow in normal years could be no-flow right now. OTOH this is a bit surprising because we've come here late in the season before and still found water. In fact it was on a trip to this falls many years ago that Hawk and I got engaged, and Frazier Falls was beautiful then. That's why we're here this weekend, celebrating our anniversary.

On the plus side, we had the area totally to ourselves. After sharing other sites today with numerous other groups there was absolutely no one else on this trail.


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This weekend is our anniversary. Hawk and I have been together for 27 years, officially married for 15 of them. We're celebrating with a quick weekend trip. Tonight we'll drive up to Truckee, California.

"WTF is Truckee?" you might ask. "Do you drive there in your caree on the roadee?" Well, the town's name is derived from that of a  native Paiute chief and spelled phonetically in frontier English. It has nothing to do with trucks. But more to the point, Truckee is a town just over the crest of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. It's an excellent jumping-off point to Lake Tahoe to the south and the Gold Lakes Basin to the north. We'll spend the weekend hiking out there.

This trip also has a special relevance to the occasion. We were hiking in the Gold Lakes Basin when we decided to get married, and we were staying in Truckee that weekend. This weekend we'll even stay at the same hotel!
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White Plains, NY - Sunday, 13 Jun 2021, 10pm.

Our friends are now married... thrice over. After getting married in a civil ceremony last August (after Covid had forced them to cancel plans for a traditional wedding twice) they got religious-paperwork married by a Jewish rabbi yesterday and then religious-ceremony married by a rabbi in front of ~60 friends and relatives today.

The wedding stuff was like a fulltime job today. We arrived at the event site before 10 so Hawk and the other grooms party members could start getting ready and posing for pictures. Hawk was pretty much ready to rock from when we left the hotel... except for her pants. As she pulled her pants on, the button was a few inches from being able to close. As she took the pants off to see if there was an adjustment that was set wrong she saw someone else's name embroidered inside the waistband. She had the groom's pants, and he presumably had hers!

Pants Switcheroo

We called the groom. "Do you have Hawk's pants?" He didn't know!

"How did you not try them on and say, "Hey, why are these capris?" I asked.

"We're not getting dressed until we get there," he explained. "The photographer's going to take pictures of us dressing."

"Oh, you purchased a boudoir photography package," I teased.

Eat, Eat!

The wedding went well. The event hall in Tarrytown, NY, on a hill above the Hudson river, was beautiful. Immediately after the ceremony was a cocktail reception with delicious appetizers. A lot of people didn't know they were appetizers and rushed to eat their fill. The joke was on them as there was a full meal, with dessert and cake, right after it! Hawk was amused by everyone who didn't know the amount of food that would be put in front of them. "It's a Jewish wedding celebration, of course they're going to feed you until you bust a gut. Jews know to pace themselves at these things."

I paced myself. After loading up on a rib roast appetizer because it was delicious I skipped the main course of chicken/fish to save room for dessert and cake.

A Short Rest, then the After Party

The wedding was done around 5pm. We left 10-15 minutes early as things were winding down. The grooms had quietly indicated to us they were "done" anyway. Plus, we all needed to recuperate for the after party!

The afterparty was a simple affair. A bunch of us met in a quiet part of the hotel bar. The grooms had gotten a room there from the night... apparently more to get away from the parents than anything else. The parents didn't join us— they were having a separate after-party at their house, I believe— so it was just the grooms, us, one groom's sister and cousin, and 2-3 of the grooms' men. The group was the right size for an after party, and us taking it easy with a casual dinner and a round or two of drinks was the right pace. Most of us just ordered an appetizer and called it supper as we were still full from all the food at the wedding.



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