Thank You for 100,000 Views!

At some point on Wednesday, 9 April 2025, I surpassed 100,000 views on this blog.  I logged in yesterday to morning and saw this notification buried amongst the usual ones that pop up in my WordPress feed:

That was a pleasant surprise!  I’ve been blogging daily for (as of today’s post) 2294 consecutive days.  That’s approximately 6.28 years, or roughly six years, 102 days, four hours, and forty-eight minutes.  Shew!

So I wanted to take today to say “thank you” to all of my readers, commenters, subscribers, etc.  Thank you for helping me reach this milestone, and thanks for taking the time to read, share, like, and comment upon my self-indulgent output.

Godspeed, and Happy Friday!

—TPP

TBT: Concert Week!

Tomorrow night is the big Spring Concert at school, so my kids will playing their hearts out.  Indeed, tonight is the school play, so yours portly will be working hard to flip everything from the play over to the concert.

The concert is coming a few weeks earlier this year than last year, but I am looking forward to getting it done a bit earlier in the season.  It makes the rest of the school year a bit more manageable.

Not much more to say at this point, but I’ll have a full review of the concert done soon.  In the meantime, I’ve got two very long, grueling days ahead of me.  Gulp!

With that, here is 29 April 2024’s “Concert Week!“:

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Poisoned!

Yesterday I had to take a rare sick day; I am, according to Dr. Girlfriend, suffering from a bad bout of food poisoning.

As I am writing this post—Tuesday afternoon—I’m feeling extremely lethargic, although the constant flow of fluids from both ends of my body has subsided somewhat.  I’m hoping to be back at work today, but we’ll see.

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Rainy Sunday Update

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Yours portly has just finished a grueling two weeks of work.  My students attended the SCISA Music Festival this past Thursday, and the preparation for that event dominated my time.  The week prior, I was editing four chapters of a book my pastor needed to finish to get to his publisher.  His original editor fell through, so I knocked out one chapter a night over the course of four nights.  I probably spent around 12-15 hours in total editing, and one night nearly fell asleep while doing so!

But now there is a bit of a lull.  Middle School students will be in testing most of this week, and the Spring Concert is about three weeks away.  There is much to do in preparation for the Concert, but I’ll have a chance to catch my breath.

It’s raining hard at Dr. Girlfriend’s place, and Murphy and I will be hitting the road in a bit to head home.  Hopefully it’s not storming the entire way, but we’ll take our time.

How’s everyone doing out there in the blogosphere?  Any fun Saint Patrick’s Day plans?

Happy Sunday!

—TPP

PRISM on Apple Music

My latest album, PRISM, released back on 7 February 2025. However, it somehow failed to deliver to Apple Music/iTunes. I had to submit a support ticket to my distributor, CD Baby, but that takes some time. I figured it would not release on Apple Music until my next album, The Galactic Menagerie, releases on 7 March.

I checked today and PRISM is now on Apple Music! Glad to see it on all platforms now.

I’m slowly making my way home, so, again, the blog is way behind schedule. Hope to get back in the regular groove again soon.

—TPP

The Portly Politico Presidents’ Day Extravaganza

Welcome, folks, to The Portly Politico Presidents’ Day Extravaganza!  I hope you all put out milk and cookies for George Washington and Abraham Lincoln so you can get 0% APR financing until 2026 on your next vehicle!

In all seriousness, today is just a quick filler post.  As readers know, this weekend was a bit of a whirlwind on Saturday, followed by a relaxing Sunday with Dr. Girlfriend.  Yours portly is back in Lamar and Murphy is getting a much-needed bath and nail trim at the veterinarian.  I’m taking advantage of the quiet to knock out several tasks around the house and for work.

I’ll be back to regular programming tomorrow (God Willing).  February always seems to be an unusually busy time.  Work hasn’t been too crazy, which is blessing, because I’ve had quite a few other things to attend to at home and in my personal life.  Everything is good—it’s nothing bad or difficult—just a lot of getting my proverbial ducks in a row so I can feast on metaphorical mallard in the future.

I’m thankful for another day off—we’re in the midst of our “Winter Break.”  Teachers return tomorrow for a professional development day.  We’re going through the lengthy reaccreditation process, and we’re working on our curriculum guides.  Mine have been done since our teacher workday back in January (the one on my birthday—ha!), so I’m anticipating a pretty easy day.

Famous last words?  We’ll see.  Here’s wishing one and all and Happy Presidents’ Day!

Super Sleepy Sunday

It’s been a whirlwind weekend for yours portly and Dr. Girlfriend. Dr. G is on a particularly brutal ER rotation at the moment, which sees her awake at 4:30 AM and out the door around 5:15 AM. It’s a rural emergency room in a very poor county, so she sees some truly heartbreaking and troubling stuff. She also had a schizophrenic patient throw an EKG machine and a bag of nickels at her, her attending physician, and a nurse. On top of that, she had to work a twelve-hour in-patient shift at a larger urban hospital Saturday, so she is beat.

My exhaustion stems from more self-inflicted sources: two late nights with Civilization VII. My nephew also had his birthday party yesterday morning, so I woke up at 4:30 AM alongside Dr. Girlfriend (in something of a show of solidarity, but also to make the party on time) and drove about three-and-a-half hours from Dr. G’s to see my family. It was a great party and I was glad I could attend.

I then turned around and drove back to Dr. G’s, and knocked out several things around her place. She has been so mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted, I wanted to lighten her load. I managed to get some laundry done (still in the process of that), clean her kitchen, pickup dinner, take care of Murphy and her sweet dog, and get a few other small tasks done.

The elation that she experienced upon seeing all of these menial household tasks attended to was well worth the effort expended. We enjoyed a great pizza dinner and some tea before both proceeding to sleep for hours. I think I slept for about ten hours, which is a lot for me. Dr. Girlfriend slept for probably twelve hours, and is now dozing some more after her morning (well, early afternoon) espresso and Bible reading. I’m updating the budget after our nice Valentine’s steak dinner and a lot of gassing up from traversing the Carolinas the past few days.

I am so very thankful for the Lord’s many Blessings. The Sabbath is surely one of them. Dr. Girlfriend and I always attend church on Sundays, attending at either her church or mine. I made the executive decision, however, that we would “lay out” today, as I think the rest will benefit both of us spiritually far more than the contemporary rock band and lengthy sermons at her church (the sermons are excellent, but definitely a tad too lengthy). Instead, we’ll do a devotional together this afternoon and observe the Sabbath the way the LORD Did when He Created everything.

We are both very tired, but very happy. It is good.

Happy New Year from TPP!

Happy New Year to one and all from The Portly Politico!

2025 is a big year for yours portly.  I turn forty—gasp!—in two days.  My sister-in-law turns forty in December; my niece turns ten in August; and my Dad turns seventy in the same month.  My maternal grandfather turns ninety—whoa!  Lots of decades this year.

Trump will be back in office in nineteen days—praise the Lord!

It’s a good time to be alive.

Eat your black-eye peas and collard greens and have a wonderful New Year!

—TPP