Today was one of the Wilderness Northwest Counselor-in-Training (CIT) meetings, and so I drove a posse of kids from our church out to the Duckabush valley. A number of the kids who attend our church have become involved in the Day Camp program at WNW, and they greatly enjoy the discipleship program that prepares them to minister to the Day Camp kids each July.

It is a fair distance out to the Olympic Peninsula from where we live, and we usually rotate drivers, so no one parent has to carry the driving burden alone. This month I volunteered, since I have been playing Ingress, and there were some portals I wanted to hack and capture along the Hood Canal. I have dreams of building a large triangle that connects those portals to some around here, thereby gaining lots of points for myself and my team.

I admit, the game doesn’t make much sense to you if you go by my description. Think of it as geocaching with a combative twist, if you know what that is. Even then, I’m afraid it doesn’t make much sense.

Anyway, I spent the afternoon driving out to the Duckabush, dinked around with the Wifi there (I still needed to fix a couple of my previously-installed network cables) and then drove home again. I did manage to grab two portals in the Dosewallips valley (one valley to the north).

Sadly, I only took one picture the whole day, so this blog is a bit sparse in visual appeal.

Not an Ingress Portal … yet!

Just think of this as my way to keep the Project 365 bar low for Kathy.

Project 365, Day 109
Tim

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Most normal husbands don’t like to shop, especially for groceries. But I am not a normal husband.

(Some of you are rolling your eyes. You know who you are. Please stop — I’d hate for you to injure yourself, or cause you to lose a contact.)

For some reason, I get a fair amount of joy out of being the provider for our family; being the one who (quite literally, sometimes) ‘brings home the bacon’. As a salaried employee with direct deposit of my pay, I sometimes feel there isn’t much of a connection between my work and meeting the needs of my family. Grocery shopping is my chance to be an active part of meeting those needs.

I especially like getting bargains on meat. So when the local WinCo reduces the price on meat with a sell-by date of tomorrow, I’m standing near the cart, ready to snap it up. Tonight I found five such bargains.

The price-reducing man (he probably has a fancy title, like ‘butcher’) loves to help people find bargains. He will ask what you are looking for, and he’ll prioritize his price-reducing to give you what you’re wanting. Last year, they used to allow him to reduce it to 50% of the original price, but now the management keeps him to a strict 30% reduction.

Stew meat, a little roast, and some steaks for Daniel’s upcoming birthday …

Of course, another reason I like grocery shopping is that I can add all kinds of contraband items to the cart. Little Debbie snack cakes, pop tarts, even the occasional carton of full-fat ice cream finds its way home when I help do the shopping.

“How could that have gotten into my cart?” I exclaim, in surprise.

I think I have them all fooled.

Project 365, Day 101
Tim

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