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Don’t ask me why I did this, because my answer involves the long and meandering evolution of a series of familial in-jokes and comedy bits that I don’t quite understand myself. But please understand that when my wife and I had this idea a year ago it made perfect sense to us, even though right now, I’m not entirely sure how we we got here.

And where is “here?”

Well, for the last month I have spent large sections of my free time making my brother in law a Chadvent Colander.

A Chadvent Colander is like an advent calendar in that every day you open a little envelope but instead of a little chocolate or Lego toy or whatnot, inside there is a different Chad. Also, they are all affixed to a colander. Because puns.

I made 24 different cards in the style of a Top Trumps card, each for a different Chad. Chad Kroeger, Chad Smith, Chadwick Boseman, lake Chad, the country Chad…all are represented here with facts, stats, and (mostly) nonsense.

Above: Chads the country and Kroeger

Above: various Chads

Above: The finished Chadvent Colander, in all its glory.

Now that the project is complete, I can say that it is very difficult to find 24 different Chads and riff on them in bitesize humorous ways. The Wikipedia listing of pages beginning with “Chad” was very helpful, but when the majority of Chads are American sportspeople you’ve never heard of, it can be quite daunting.

We gave my brother in law the Chadvent Colander on Saturday, and he was overjoyed. I can’t wait to see what his reaction is to all the chads.

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My wife is away so I decided to go crazy and get my teeth cleaned, have the car detailed, get an oil change, buy groceries, wash the dishes, clean the floor, do a couple of loads of laundry, have a workout, and now I’m going to finish it all up with a nice salad.

So angry.

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My wife wrote a short thread about what her family has been living with for almost ten years and the changes that have recently taken place. And I love her.

Most people outside my family don’t know this, but my mother has been living with Alzheimer’s for close to 10 years. Over the holidays, she finally went into long-term care.

My dad told his story about being her caregiver to my hometown paper. He felt it was important to share this, to help other caregivers and their families know they’re not alone. And I am my father’s daughter. And my mother’s too.

https://www.thetelegram.com/opinion/columnists/pam-frampton-harold-and-barbara-a-fork-in-the-road-278870/

https://www.thetelegram.com/opinion/columnists/pam-frampton-harold-and-barbara-two-lives-in-the-balance-278929/

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Jasper Aloysius Hefferton Sweeney 2001-2018 Goodbye, sweet boy. We love you.

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That’s my cat.

For Sween.

(original pic)

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Busy Sunday.

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My wife wearing her CN Tower umbrella hat for Canada Day. 🇨🇦 (at Harbourfront Centre)

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"Our Full House"

As is my custom, I have drawn my lovely wife a picture for her birthday. Every year, I draw them, frame them, give them to her, and then she bugs me until I finally get around to hanging it in our bedroom (usually sometime in mid-to-late summer).

I have been doing this for eight years now. And we're running out of room.

So I had to get creative. Which led me to draw a triptych, designed to be hung one over the other on a skinny wall next to the door.

It represents the pecking order of our little family. And every single day, I'm happier than ever before that I get to be low man on the totem pole in my wife's little kingdom.

I love you, Beth. Happy Birthday.

Previously: 2017, 2016, 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011

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My two favorite people watching tv.

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SLOAN! (at Yonge-Dundas Square)

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We have fun.

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“Don’t look at me… I’m hideous.”

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Happy 22nd Dateversary, @damselesque. You’re why I do everything. (Special guest appearance by @ottochung!) (at Soho House Toronto)

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Two Torontonians spend the day on the Island of Toronto.

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The hero Gotham deserves.

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Day-drinking with my sister. Who is obviously in no way at all similar to me.