- In January, we kicked off the New Year with black-eyed peas, fireworks, and jalapeño poppers. Vivian and I had another cheesy party with a fondue bake and the kids enjoyed a park or two before winter returned, bringing on snowmen and sledding. I attended a pro-life dinner with Gianna Jessen and the Governor (among many others), and Elizabeth Warren kicked off the 2020 election way, way early. We also had a sushi anniversary and witnessed a blood moon (with brie and garlic).
- In February, we watched the Rams lose while eating delicious junk food. We celebrated birthdays with Kerri and Jonah, Jack and Donna had an anniversary with paella, and we had Valentine’s Day for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. We also had snow, snow, and more snow, which brought popsicles and icicles and sent us to the Kroc Center to escape. It even crashed the UNO dome. Tulsi Gabbard also stopped by between blizzards.
- In March, we had one last snow with snowballs and sledding before it melted into a terrible flood. Mayor Hike read Dr. Seuss at the library. We watched Lady and the Tramp with the kids and had spaghetti, Bernie Sanders also came to town. We had fried fish with friends (and Don Bacon), and then we celebrated St. Patrick’s Day with green food and a parade. We had a birthday for Uncle Jonny with pizza and rollerskating, one for Catherine with a birthday jam, and one for Phil and Gabriel with pizza. Then I bought Nathan’s car (also with pizza).
- In April, we had ribs with my folks, crossed a bridge for autism (with a couple mayors) and then saw Tim Scott and Ben Sasse (and many others) at the Elephant Remembers dinner. The kids went to the Children’s Museum and saw some Chinese dancers at the library, and then we had one last fish fry with the Mills (and a fire pit). Hannah finished another year of school, and we took the kids to a party at the Governor’s mansion right before Easter. I also saw the Mads again and got to meet Dave Rubin.
- In May, we celebrated Cinco de Mayo with a parade, some kites, and some ceviche. Aaron had a spring concert to finish his year at school, and we also had awards for the Prims and Rainbows. We took them both to the zoo. August and Kate’s girls had birthday parties, and we celebrated Mother’s Day with my mom, Grammy, and Vivian. We took the kids to Mahoney State Park and Pizza in Ashland, and we kicked off summer with the SumTur and beef ribs on Memorial Day. I also saw Beto O’Rourke in-between meet-ups with a Mayor and a Governor.
- In June, Hannah and Aaron started a month of summer school and riding the bus! We visited Lauritzen Gardens to plant Venus Fly Traps, we went to VBS as a family, and Aaron had a birthday. Vivian and I saw Jim Gaffigan at Unite and then went to Gerda’s and Amato’s for the last time. We had burgers and prime rib for Father’s Day, and we also said goodbye to our Honda Civic. We saw All’s Well that Ends Well and Hamlet with Shakespeare on the Green, and then we had a hot, steamy concert with Chris Isaak and Steven Van Zandt. Also Steve Bullock,
- In July, we celebrated the Fourth with breakfast with the Mills (and the Governor) and fireworks with the family. Donna and Timothy had birthdays, and Aaron got a new bed. We kept cool on the spray-ground, in some fountains, and at Louisville Lake. I rubbed elbows with Joe Biden and Cory Booker. We said goodbye to B&B hot dogs, the kids placed in the cake show, and Vivian and I celebrated 11 years of marriage at Fun Plex and Dave & Buster’s.
- In August, we had one last trip to the SumTur and our first to Dream Land Park (since remodeling). Phil and Jen had a hot pot and Emmett had a birthday. Yang and Bennet paid a visit, Ben Sasse kicked off a re-election campaign, Don Bacon held a town hall, and Pete Ricketts had a tailgate breakfast. We camped with the Mills (and Gooey the Frog) along the Platte River, took the kids to Fun Plex, and saw a parade in Millard. We also visited the Children’s Museum, went to Lost in Fun (and got pizza), and saw a T-Rex. Then I celebrated turning 41 with steak, pizza, and lots of smiles.
- In September, my dad smoked burgers for Labor Day, we grilled out at the park with the Lenarts, and we took the kids to the zoo again. There was a balloon glow at Ditmar’s Orchard and a comedian and bounce houses at Wildewood. Devin Nunes had a chat with Scott Voorhees, and Tom Becka and Jeff Koterba had a Facebook argument IRL in Benson. We had pancakes and apple-picking in Nebraska City, and I learned to smoke pork at the Wildewood men’s group, and Aaron started playing the viola, Vivian turned 40 with dim sum, sushi, carrot cake, and a party with friends and a fire pit at my parent’s house, and then Jack turned 75 at the Pink Poodle.
- In October, Vivian and I had steak and rode a haunted hayrack with friends at James Arthur Vineyard. Don Bacon had a feisty town-hall and kicked off his re-election campaign. We went to Vala’s Pumpkin Patch and had a family dinner with Our Gathering Place. We visited Gifford Farm and Union Orchard and had Halloween parties with Jenny and JNO. We also had a trunk-or-treat at Wildewood and took the kids trick-or-treating with Uncle Jonny.
- In November, we had a walk though the forest and a fire pit with my folks. Hannah and I walked in a parade with Ben Sasse, and we had visits from Bernie and AOC, Marianne Williamson, Mayor Pete, and Joe Biden and Jill Biden and a box of Corn Pops. Hannah also turned eight with a party and rollerskating, followed by Thanksgiving and our trip to Union Station to see Santa and a tree-lighting.
- In December, we welcomed Harold the Guinea Pig into our family! We went through a trunk with Grandpa and made barley bread for his birthday, and Hannah got an award at Prims. We also celebrated Christmas with some decorating (and Santasaurus), a church program, work party, Nachos Navidad, Santa at the Children’s Museum, and trips to see lights at Washington Park, in our neighborhood, and on a bus tour (with sushi). Then we celebrated Christmas with both sets of grandparents (and two uncles) before ringing in the New Year with fondue (cheese and regular). Also Elizabeth Warren.
It’s been another year full of fond memories and good food. I’ve taken a look at the memorable things we’ve had to eat throughout the year and narrowed it down to this top ten list for 2019.
Vivian prepared this little wonder in her cast iron skillet, which consists of four blocks of camembert stacked on top of one another and baked inside a pastry crust, surrounded by baby potatoes (for dipping). I’m not actually fond of camembert, but it was a delightfully fun thing to bring out at our cheese party this year.
My dad absolutely loves his smoker, and all throughout the year he’ll be smoking one thing or another for us to eat in his backyard. Though I love ribs, my favorite smoked treat this year were the hamburgers grilled Labor Day weekend, which were smoked so thoroughly you can see a “ring” around the meat when you take a bit out of it. This was a burger that tasted more like a steak. The best part, however, was being able to eat it after a mere ten-minute walk from our house with the kids.
Among the many restaurant casualties Omaha suffered this year, Amato’s was one of the hardest. We’d gone there for ricotta pancakes and homemade sausage many, many, many, many, many, times in the past, often because they’re right around the corner from where I work. The last time I ate there with Vivian, we decided to get “polpetti” along with our meal, which was a kind of meatball covered with cheese and red peppers. It was tasty enough we bought some of Amato’s breadcrumbs to make some of our own after they closed.
Absolutely decadent, from the whipped chocolate cream topping to the Grand Marnier soaked into the cake itself, this cake was absolutely amazing. Nothing quite says “I love you, mom” than a chocolate pie like this.
Another restaurant we were sorry to lose this year was the legendary German restaurant Gerda’s. I’d been there a handful of times before, and every time was a treat, but I always liked their breaded pork schnitzel and späetzle. It was a shame to lose this place.
As I understand, when Gerda passed away, the new restaurant regulations that her restaurant had been able to avoid by being “grandfathered in” were about to take effect, and they couldn’t afford to pay for all the upgrades needed to comply.
A visit to Vala’s Pumpkin Patch is usually a very long and exhausting day walking from one end of the park to the other with the kids, checking out every attraction along the way. Down by the corn bin (next to the jumping pillows) is a stand where you can buy a “bucket o’ fries” for a few dollars, and add chili and cheese for a few more. Most of the food at Vala’s is fairly expensive, but this is an affordable mid-day energy boost, quite necessary before hurrying on to the pig races.
This year, Bellevue lost a charming little place called B&B Grill and Arcade, which was like a down-scaled Dave & Buster’s with video games and a variety of hot dogs and deep-fried appetizers. The food was all creatively-themed junk food, but the noisy experience combined with video games made this place particularly special. And what better way to eat a one-pound hot dog than with by slathering it with macaroni and cheese?
Making the list once again is my homemade ceviche, which i made up for Cinco de Mayo. It’s not terribly difficult to make, but oh my goodness it’s the best thing to happen to raw fish since sushi. Vivian and I together devoured an entire two pounds of the stuff while watching the Three Amigos, and we probably had room for more.
Vivian and I stayed up late on a chilly evening to see a rare blood moon total lunar eclipse back in January, where a full moon was devoured in shadow and then turned ominously red. It was bitterly cold outside, and nothing could warm us up better than roasted garlic and baked brie on a baguette, which Vivian and I enjoyed in every bit of its gooey goodness in-between the stages of the eclipse.
Looking back on 2019, my most favorite food was the dinner Vivian and her mom prepared for Jack and me on Father’s Day. All my favorites were there — prime rib with mushrooms and garlic, a loaded baked potato, roasted asparagus, homemade cheddar jalapeno bread, and shrimp salad (off to the side). There were so many things I liked to eat all at once they couldn’t all fit on one plate (or in one picture).
This was a particularly happy Father’s Day for food, which included burgers with my dad the day before (and another burger for lunch at Don & Millie’s on Sunday). Nothing can quite compare to this meal, however, which happily sits at the top of the list.
I’m already getting hungry looking forward to 2020.
Bon Appétit, everybody!
Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope you all had as wonderful a holiday as we did here. The Christmas season always seems so busy and stressful getting ready for the “big day” that it can be hard sometimes to remember how wonderful the day is once you get there.
I worked half a day on Christmas Eve and then did some last-minute grocery shopping before hurrying home to start preparing food and things for Christmas Day.
Vivian and I took Hannah and Aaron to the 4:30 Christmas Eve service at Wildewood Christian Church. The place was absolutely packed wall-to-wall with near standing-room-only conditions by the time we arrived and got settled. We had an hour long service of scripture reading and Christmas songs, and then the kids were called up front to wave some special Christmas Light Sabers to celebrate the light coming into the world, per John 1:5.
After the service, we headed home and had a lovely Christmas Eve dinner of beef and pork with Vivian’s folks. Then our kids got to hang their stockings and open a few special Christmas presents — their new 2019 Christmas Jammies and some new Christmas ornaments, which they immediately hung on the tree (with some help from daddy).
Once the kids were all snug in their beds, the grown-ups got to have some egg nog pie and spend a little opening “stockings” with one another, which included new ninja masks, beef jerky, and a talking boxing Trump pen for daddy. We were just about exhausted at the end of the night, but we spent a few last minutes getting the tree and presents all ready for the kids to discover at two in the morning. I also nabbed a few “beauty shots” of our glowing jewel (and the bunny ears) in the living room as the clock struck midnight.
Christmas Morning came bright and early as the kids were up right at six,and mom and dad staggered behind to get the coffee going before opening presents. Among the loot were some reams of paper (for drawing), new dragon toys for Aaron, a FlipaZoo for Hannah, a new Chromebox computer for Jack, any number of food items for the grown-ups, and literal crap (i.e. manure) for Donna. Even our new guinea pig (whose name now seems to be “Harold”) got a gift or two on his first Christmas.
I also got some fun electronic gadgets like a wireless keyboard/trackpad for my Raspberry Pi and a WiFi AC outlet, which I’m currently using to annoy the kids by remote controlling our lamp.
At some point mid-morning, we took a break as I made some quiche, which we ate together for brunch before opening some more presents. Things wound down for a few hours in the afternoon as the kids played with their new toys, and I got play Minecraft with Aaron and set up a new computer we got for Pop-Pop.
Then mid-afternoon, we showed a home video of Vivian’s 1986 Christmas with her family in Petaluma. I played the video on my Raspberry Pi in our living room with Jack’s new monitor, which gave me an excuse to try out my new “remote control” keyboard, which worked like a charm. Mommy had a plate of snacks for us in the meantime followed by some candy cane pie from Village Inn, just to ensure we didn’t go hungry for even one second on the way to Christmas dinner.
A little after four, I took the kids on a walk-walk to spend the rest of Christmas with my parents a block away, where dad’s lawn flamingos greeted us in all their festivity. It was a lively 56 degrees outside and barely cold enough for a jacket as we strolled on over as the sun went down. Vivian had brought over a ham earlier (i.e. my Christmas Bonus from work) for my folks to warm up in the oven, and I’d made a potato casserole that Vivian finished baking in the oven before joining us. Both Uncles Nathan and Jonny were also there to join in dinner, with Nathan bringing along some vegan penne pasta that wasn’t nearly as bad as he said it was.
We ate and then spent some quality time opening even more presents afterward, which included a variety of gifts the kids bought at Dollar Tree for everyone along with more toys and drawing utensils for Hannah and Aaron. The big item of the night was a KitchenAid mixer for Vivian, which I’d managed to keep secret and hidden for the most part at my parents’ house and only brought out once all the other gifts were open.
We finished off our holiday with pie (mincemeat and pumpkin) before heading back home to crash. The kids were remarkably happy and well-behaved all day, which was a joy to see. As for mommy and me, I think I may take an extra day or two off from work next year to clean house and recover from of all of our Christmas cheer.
On Saturday night, we decided to take a tour of some of the lovely Christmas lights in our area. We have a very festive house up the street that seems more crowded every year with illuminated Christmas statuary. We also took a trip up the street to Wood River Drive, which was lit once again this year but sadly lacking a candy-cane bearing Santa (who was sick, according to a sign).
The most impressive display we saw by far was Washington Park in Olde Town Bellevue, which had dozens of multi-color LED displays set up throughout the park, all timed with music that was playing throughout the evening. The park even had its own Santa sitting in the pavilion waiting to greet us, though he didn’t stick around long enough for a proper picture. I took plenty of photos of the park, but still images can’t do it justice — you have to visit it yourself to get the full experience (or maybe play my video below).
Then on Sunday, Vivian and I celebrated our 13th First Date Anniversary a day early so we could in on the last holiday light bus tour of the season. First, we dropped by Hunan Fusion, celebrating our sushi anniversary a month early with some tempura appetizers and sushi for two. We drove down to Oak View Mall and boarded our bus for a two-hour tour of Christmas lights in West Omaha. We drove through Linden Estates, Arbor Oaks, and Champions Run, criss-crossing streets around Dodge and Blondo to see various streets and houses lit up for Christmas.
We passed a few familiar streets we’d seen in years past but got to tour many we haven’t. The most impressive street by far — and the most crowded — was Larimore Avenue, which had cars backed up for blocks inching east and west down the street. It was a seizure-inducing party somewhere around 135th street, with houses on both sizes all decked out like the Griswolds. Santa and his elves were even on hand to greet those who abandoned their cars and decided to take the street by foot.
The trip was more fun than I expected, since we had a driver to navigate the streets for us while Vivian and I were both able to sit back and enjoy the lights. I even made notes of the streets we took so we could potentially retrace the route with the kids. We just have to be prepared for the long crawl of Larimore — and get everyone a bathroom break beforehand.
Next stop — CHRISTMAS!
Christmas is a week away, and that means we’re counting down all the various annual events and traditions on our way to the Big Day.
First up for the Institute’s annual Christmas Party, this year held down at Wheatfield’s at One Pacific Place. It’s the one time out of the year Vivian gets to mingle with many of the folks I work with all year ’round. Vivian also got to meet my co-worker’s new baby, who will be hanging out in our workplace for the next year or so. Of course, we also had dinner followed by dessert (but not Grinch Cookies) and some music from the talented Stephen Tefft in-between. Dr. Hilgers said a few words as well and handed out work anniversary plaques, per the norm.
I’m reminded every year how nice it is to work somewhere that not only has these kinds of festive events but also has employees who genuinely seem to enjoy participating in them.
Then on Sunday, we dropped by the Children’s Museum so the kids could spend a few minutes with Santa, along with Rudolph, an elf and an Ice Queen (definitely Not-Elsa, per Disney’s lawyers). Hannah and Aaron got to see the usual exhibits afterward, such as the balls and the animal slides, but they spent most of their time in a weird hybrid exhibit upstairs that combined dinosaurs and construction equipment. That meant they played inside a prehistoric shark submarine, dug for fossils with bulldozers, and decorated a gingerbread house… because I guess that’s construction related? I’m not even sure. In any case they had fun, and we stayed all the way until closing time.
We’ve had a few hints of a White Christmas so far, but nothing major for snow other than some hazardous, slippery roads. We’ve still got a few more stops before Christmas Day, though, so hang on until then. (And get your shopping done!)
It’s been a busy, busy week, with multiple church programs, birthdays for both my parents, a new candidate running for office, and a new family member for the Johnson family.
On Friday night, I got to attend the campaign kick-off for Robert Anthony, who’s running for the State Board of Education in the Second District. Because Board of Education districts are different from both congressional and school districts (and since it overlaps with other counties), I had to do a bit of research first to make sure I could vote for him. We had some barbecue from Big Bubba’s Que and talked a bit about educational issues before he gave his stump speech. He’s a strong conservative and actually home-schools his own kids, so he’s tuned in to the sorts of needs homeschooling families likes family would have, and that was encouraging. It’s safe to say he has my vote.
Because I wound up being the one guy with a “Real Camera” for the evening, I wound up snapping a few photos of other guests with Robert before calling it a night. The kids were both asleep when I returned home, and Vivian made up some ahi tuna and scallops for dinner before we watched A Christmas Carol.
On Saturday, we celebrated my dad’s birthday with the gift of “face time” — i.e. going through a trunk of memorabilia in the basement, looking at some groovy old photos in a few photo albums, and watching a couple old home movies. I was surprised to find a few unique treasures among the family photos and college art projects, including an autographed picture of Mr. Rogers, original campaign posters for Barry Goldwater, and some original artwork from Tribune editorial cartoonist Wayne Stayskal. My dad was friends with Staysakal and apparently gave him ideas for multiple cartoons. When this happened, Stayskal would often send my dad the original artwork, which he kept. (The funniest cartoon, of course, came in the form of a homemade birthday card from Nathan, circa 2002.)
On Sunday evening, we had a Christmas program at Wildewood Christian Church (titled “A Country Christmas” for some reason). It was very brief, with just 15 minutes of setting up and decorating a tree interspersed with kids singing a few Christmas songs (with obligatory Christian Hand Motions™). All four grandparents were able to come and see the program, and even Aaron was able to sit still for all 15 minutes of it.
After the Christmas program, we dropped by the Mills house to meet the newest member of our family — a new baby guinea pig! The Mills had adopted their own guinea pig (named “Ginny”), who unbeknownst to them was already pregnant! She popped out a little baby boy who’s now been weaned and ready for a new home. I’d gotten a cage with bedding and food recently and we were able to set it all up and take our new little pup home that evening. We’re still settling on a name, but Hannah is leaning toward “Scratcher” at the moment.
In the meantime, our poor cat Zoey doesn’t know what to make of this strange creature, who could just as easily be food as a friend.
And because one birthday visit wasn’t enough, we dropped by my folks’ house again on Tuesday. I made my dad some barley bread, which he’d said a while ago he wanted to try. His father (my grandfather) had mentioned having to eat it during World War I because of food rationing and never liking the taste. Since barley bread is hard to come by, my dad had wanted to try it, so I managed to find some barley flour at Natural Grocers and made him a loaf. It was all right, similar to brown bread or corn bread but much more crumbly (with no gluten holding it together).
Then on Wednesday night, Hannah and the rest of her friends from MPact had a mid-year awards ceremony in the basement chapel. It was a shorter ceremony than in years past, as the groups didn’t all perform skits or sing songs to show what they’ve been learning so far this year. Everyone on stage got a certificate, and then we stayed just long enough for some punch an cookies before heading home.
Hannah’s been a part of this group since she was a Rainbow, and it’s so nice to see her growing up with all her little friends together!
The Johnson Family got to enjoy a fun four-day weekend here in Omaha doing all our traditional favorite Thanksgiving things — eating too much food with family, seeing Santa at Union Station, and decorating for Christmas. I also got to meet Joe and Jill Biden right before he went viral for nibbling her finger.
We kicked things off on Turkey Day watching the Macy’s Day parade before breaking out the hors d’oeuvres — and for the first time, Hannah and Aaron were both interested in watching. I also kept the kids distracted by introducing them to Minecraft on my Raspberry Pi. They immediately fell in love getting me to build underground “houses” for both of them with tunnels and paths connecting everything together.
Jack and Donna came over to help get Thanksgiving Dinner ready in the meantime, and my parents and brothers joined us after that to dig in later that afternoon. We had all the traditional foods, from Taber Salad to Pumpkin and Pumpkin Pecan pies for dessert. Other than loads of dishes to do afterward, it was a nice, quiet holiday — something I’m quite thankful for.
It was cold and rainy on Friday, so we stayed inside drawing and doing laundry for the most part. Then that evening we made our annual pilgrimage to Union Station to see Santa. Grammy and her confectionery crew were decorating cookies again, and Vivian and I got to take the kids on an extensive tour of the trains and activities downstairs. A traveling exhibit had some political memorabilia that include Joy Villa’s famous Trump Dress, and while they kids liked the model trains and old trains and trolleys on display, they gravitated toward a magnet board and set of toy trains for a good portion of our visit.
Then upstairs, the massive crowd pressed in for some caroling with Camille Metoyer Moten following by a tree-lighting with Mayor Stothert. We saw a few other familiar faces during our visit, including the other Johnson Family and the Mathis Family. I’d hoped for another nice Christmas picture with the tree but had to settle of a quick selfie instead as one of our kids was too tired to stay much longer.
Then on Saturday, Joe Biden came to Council Bluffs to kick off his “No Malarkey” bus tour — getting some viral coverage for a painfully outdated slogan and nibbling his wife’s finger, among other things. It was a remarkably small crowd for a former VP and front-runner, with only around 100 people in attendance (in my vague estimation). A few regulars showed up as well, including Tom Becka, Fake Security Guy, and AP photographer Nati Harnik. After a few words of introduction, Dr. Jill Biden took the stage with her husband Joe to introduce him.
Then Joe stood up to give a very brief, ten-minute stump speech before working the crowd for around half an hour more. As with his last visit, he stayed to meet and greet just about everyone who wanted to say hello. Several people wanted autographs, and I brought along a box of Corn Pops hoping he’d sign it (if you don’t get it, watch this). Unfortunately, his staff took the box away and though he wound up not signing the box, I did get the cereal back.
I didn’t pay much mind to Biden’s speech itself, but I enjoyed seeing him interacting with attendees, even taking a phone call with someone’s grandmother who wasn’t able to attend. I’m not sure why the crowd was so small — folks could have been turned away by the cold and cloudy (and somewhat rainy) weather or busy with Thanksgiving weekend, but the vibe I got was that Joe was past his prime and folks were looking for someone younger and fresher for the nomination this time around — someone who doesn’t use words like “malarkey.”
I also spent some time putting up our Christmas decorations during the sunnier moments on Saturday. Then on Sunday Vivian and I put together the tree and our house a bit more ready for Christmas. That included setting up the tree and breaking out Santasaurus and a few of his friends. Even Hannah got into the act with her Calico Critters decorating their own house.
We have a very short season this year, but putting anything up before Thanksgiving still felt wrong, so we had to get the house a bit more festive before the weekend was over.
Let’s get this holiday started!
Our little girl turned eight over the weekend, so we celebrated for a couple days with friends and family on Friday and Saturday.
First on Friday, Vivian and I blew up some balloons to greet Hannah when she woke up, per tradition. Then, I made Hannah a special “8” pancake in the morning before she headed off to her home school co-op. Then that evening, we had all four grandparents over (and Uncle Jonny) to share in some of Hannah’s favorite foods for dinner — shrimp, oranges, strawberries, black olives, and potato chips. She got to open up some presents as well, including some calico critters, a baby doll, a musical puppy, and a “Little Live OMG Pet” from Uncle Jonny.
After blowing out a candle on her cupcake, we headed on our to Skate City afterward for some evening rollerskating with friends (and some hot dogs). Hannah and Mommy strapped on some skates and took a few laps around the rink, and even daddy took a turn rolling around trying desperately not to fall over (Aaron was preoccupied with some classic arcade games). Our friends the Mills came by to skate as well with us, but they unfortunately weren’t able to stay long. Miss Lexi took a tumble and somehow fractured her fibula, which is going to require surgery to fix. Vivian’s already planning a meal train to help her out while she’s recovering from that.
Then on Saturday, we invited a handful of Hannah’s friends over to celebrate her birthday together. Donna brought a cake modeled after the girls’ equestrian Netflix show “Spirit” with a giant “8” on the top. Hannah got a few new presents from her friends as well as Uncle Nathan, who stopped by just long enough not to have any cake. Hannah’s friends mostly played with one another as the moms talked, and then Hannah and Sammy put together horses out of foam tiles as a craft before calling it a night.
And because we’re still in a perpetual Presidential campaign season, we had a few more candidates some around. Last Sunday, it was Marianne Williamson, a kind of new-age spiritualist who actually spent three days in the Omaha area making appearances. She visited Unite Omaha on north 90th on Monday night and spoke to a few hundred people in something that felt more like a church service than a campaign rally. There was even a legit choir singing hymns about Ferguson and “hands up don’t shoot.” Marianne gave an hour-long stump speech touching on standard Democrat topics such as climate change, reparations, and the evils of “trickle-down” economics. This was followed by a Q&A with audience members, some of whom seemed even more colorful that the candidate — one being an anti-vaxxer and another being a member of the “UFO community.”
She stayed afterward to meet and greet guests and sign autographs. I got to meet her briefly and commented that a quote she cited that was often attributed to Voltaire (“To learn who rules over you, simply find out who you are not allowed to criticize”) actually came from a Neo-Nazi. This upset her enough that she had to run back stage to delete a tweet she shared recently that included the quote. While I wasn’t that impressed by her political idea, I did appreciate her understanding that political animosity is not all coming from one side. One man had asked what he could do to get family member to see Trump “for what he really is.” Marianne responded that his family members feel the same way about Democrats. “We’ve got to stop projecting onto others that their values are inferior,” she said.
Then one week later, Mayor Pete Buttigieg from South Bend, Indiana came to town. He’s currently the front-runner and spoke to a gymnasium of around 2,100 people at Abraham Lincoln High School in Council Bluffs. I was a little late to the event (having a toilet emergency at home that needed overseeing), so I didn’t get close enough to ask Mayor Pete to go on the Ben Shapiro program. I did get a nice spot on the balcony to snap pictures of the stage below, which was a good enough spot for a guy from the New York Times to stake out as well.
Mayor Pete seemed to be a very polished, articulate candidate who knew how to work a crowd, but I found a lot of his talk about “uniting” the country to be terribly disingenuous. He went almost immediately from talking about “values that unite us all” to praising abortion and the impeachment proceedings, which brought easy cheers from a left-wing crowd but were unlikely to get the “other half” of the country on board. I also couldn’t help but notice the crowd was almost entirely white. This isn’t something I normally care about, but it highlighted the difficulty Mayor Pete has had connecting to black voters. I guess using stock photos of Kenyans didn’t help bring anyone on board.
We’ve been taking advantage of some lovely fall weather over the past week or two, taking in as much autumn fun as we can before winter hits. I also got to hang out with Bernie Sanders on Friday and then Ben Sasse on Saturday, so I guess that makes me bipartisan.
We had a quiet weekend last week, taking the kids for a long walk through Fontenelle Forest to get some fresh air and take in as some of the remaining fall colors before all the leaves were gone. The relatively bare trees gave us a nice view of the river in some spots and even a glimpse of downtown Omaha. The kids got to play on the playground for a bit as well before we were done.
Then on Sunday, we went to my parents’ house to let the kids watch the Wizard of Oz for the very first time. I’d seen the classic MGM film multiple times growing up, but seeing it through the eyes of my kids for the first time was a fun experience for everybody. (And having subtitles let me understand some of the lyrics and dialog for the first time as well.)
On Friday, Bernie Sanders paid another visit to Council Bluffs for a rally, bringing with him fellow socialist Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (AOC). The crowd of young, white, and rainbow-haired leftists seemed to be more eager to see her than the man running for President. Three musical acts preceded the politics — a lady playing a ukulele (while singing about “my body my choice”), “Democratic Socialist Songsmith” Neal Francis and his funky band from Chicago (who were surprisingly good), and an eccentric banjo player named Adrian.
A few local politicians spoke before bringing out AOC, who seemed to be able to work the crowd up to a frenzy as she alternated between sitting and walking about the stage to introduce Sen. Sanders. The two politicians are half a century apart in age, but that gave them an interesting chemistry as they took turns exulting the values of socialism to a very friendly crowd. There were apparently over 2,000 people in attendance, but I managed to get a spot at the front to shake hands with both Bernie and AOC when they wrapped up and walked the rope line. I even asked them both if they would appear on the Ben Shapiro program. (Neither of them responded with much enthusiasm.)
The next morning, Hannah and I both got to walk in a Veterans’ Day Parade with Nebraska Senator Ben Sasse. Vivian and Aaron were at a friend’s birthday party at the time, but Grammy was able to give us a ride to Olde Town Bellevue so we would meet up with the rest of the Sasse team. Don Bacon’s crew was also on hand (sans Bacon), and we walked between them and (Democrat) Carol Blood along Mission Avenue. Hannah got to ride in our little wagon and toss candy to some of the kids lining the streets.
The whole route was only around one kilometer in length, so it was over fairly quickly. Sasse stuck around for just long enough for a photo or two before vanishing like a ninja. Then Hannah and I walked on back along the route back to where Grammy was stationed outside the Dairy Queen, watching the rest of the parade pass by along the way. Once it was over, we got some ice cream together before heading home.
The weather was lovely for the rest of the day, so we got the kids outdoors for some fun diving into a pile of leaves. Hannah also decided to build a makeshift shelter in the backyard where she could hang out with our neighbor friends on the other side of the fence. (And went it got too cold to be outside, she made a hammock in our basement.)
Then that evening, we brought some hot dogs over to my parents’ house and cooked them over their fire pit as the sun went down. My dad and I brought along enough makeshift firewood from fallen tree branches and debris to keep the fire going for an hour or two after the sun went down. There’s nothing quite like a fire to bring people together.
We made it to the end of October at last! That means finishing the rest of our garden tomatoes as actual snow starts to fall around the Omaha area for the first time this season (and probably not the last).
Our Halloween celebrations started on Tuesday as Grammy and Pop-Pop came over. Hannah (fresh from her new hideout) and Aaron helped Grammy decorate the back of her Honda Passport with some pumpkins, spiderwebs, and a few of their toys to create an adorable Halloween display for Wildewood’s Trunk or Treat event.
In the meantime, Vivian and Pop-Pop made some paella for dinner, which we all ate together in celebration after the trunk was ready for treating.
Then on Wednesday, we braved some chilly weather in the 30s with the kids to have some trunk-or-treating at Wildewood. Hannah and Aaron went as Miraculous’ Ladybug and a Ninja Warrior, respectively. We went inside to have some burgers and chili dogs for dinner along with a couple hundred other folks, including our friends the Lenarts. Then once we had enough warmth in us, we braved back outside to tour the variety of cute and monstrous trunks opened up with candy. I think my favorite trunk (aside from Grammy’s) was the giant purple monster, but the best costume was three ladies who came as cafeteria workers, dishing up candy with ladles, no less. One trunk came with a gas-powered fire for us to warm up by, and the final trunk had an entire obstacle course based around Genesis 1, ending with an apple tree of treats (and rubber snakes). I guess that’s one way to celebrate the Fall.
We warmed up inside a bit more with a few carnival style games, which involved blowing sailboats with straws, tossing footballs (and toilet paper), and bounding some ping pong balls. The kids walked away with giant buckets full of candy, which would be filling up again the n ext day as well.
All Hallow’s Eve was a bit warmer the next day. Vivian and the kids spent some time decorating pumpkins to leave by our doorstep, along with a couple mounds of pink cobwebs to greet our visitors. Vivian baked a lasagna for dinner, which we ate before getting the kids dressed for some Halloweening in our neighborhood. Aaron switched costumes to be a Ninja Turtle, after finally finding his mask. We walked the block around my parents’ house with Uncle Jonny collecting candy from a handful of neighbors, while Jack and Donna watched our door a block over until we returned. A number of our neighbors had fire pits out to keep warm during the evening, and I’ll have to try hauling ours out one more time before it starts snowing again.
It was a lovely, busy couple of days — now we just have to figure out what to do with all of our extra candy.