Celebrating Reser Milestone Wedding Anniversaries

Today it is an honor to wish my parents a happy 45th wedding anniversary. There is no marital relationship I admire more, and I feel so fortunate for the example they have set for Sidney and me.

Last night, my mom and dad continued a quinquennial tradition they started back in 2021. They took us three Reser siblings and our spouses out to dinner. The reason was not to just celebrate their own anniversary (I have such humble parents!) but to celebrate all our own coincidentally milestone anniversaries as well.

All eight of us around the table at Clinkerdagger for our first quinquennial anniversary dinner back in 2021. It was a little weird without our kids!

Admittedly, Sid and I celebrated our anniversary two months ago but since us four couples all have summer anniversaries (Miranda/Jay – June 4, Me/Sid – June 11, Glen/Carrie – July 4, Mom/Dad – August 16), my mom and dad deemed it worthy enough to include us all. What great parents, right?

My dad and mom at 1898 Room for a special milestone anniversary dinner with all the kids and spouses.

After celebrating the inaugural quinquennial anniversary dinner at Clinkerdagger in 2021, my parents made reservations for everyone at the 1898 Public House in north Spokane. We all gathered at a corner table that overlooked the golf course and after our server, Joyce, took the initial drink order, my dad presented her with a challenge…

My parents, siblings, and our spouses seated at a table at 1898 Public House for our quinquennial anniversary dinner.

Producing four cards with the different anniversaries we were celebrating (45th, 15th, 10th, 5th), my dad asked Joyce to use them to determine which card belonged to each couple. He passed the cards to our server and told her to take all the time she needed to make her guesses. Oh, dad!

Once we completed our appetizers, Joyce came to our table with some slight anxiety. She was ready to make her guesses! (watch here)

Joyce, our server at the 1898 Public House for our anniversary dinner, scrutinizes over who to give the numbered cards to. She was such a great sport!

She smartly started with my parents and correctly handed them the “45” card. After scanning our table under an obvious level of distress, she was ready to hand out the “5” card. She gave it to my older sister who celebrated her 15th anniversary with Jay this past June 🤦🏻‍♂️. I guess you just look young, Miranda? She then gave the “15” card to my younger brother, who celebrated his 5th anniversary with Carrie on Independence Day. But then Joyce redeemed herself by correctly giving Sid and me the “10” card.

Joyce didn’t mess up the milestone my parents were celebrating! She started off by giving them their “45” card.

We couldn’t help but convey our gratitude and support to Joyce for being such a good sport. We truly put her on the spot and she went along with it to make our anniversary special. The 1898 Public House is lucky to have her.

Jay and Miranda celebrated 15 years of marriage on June 4. This is them holding their “15” card last night at 1898 Public House.

As the dinner started to come to a close, I did the same thing I did at the 2021 dinner: I asked my parents for their best marital advice (you can watch it here). My dad answered with “Listen to your wife” while my mom replied “Be patient.” Take heed, everyone!

Joyce correctly guessed that we have been married 10 years!

Congratulations to my parents on their 45th anniversary. I don’t think it is a coincidence that all three children are happily married. Having that example that we have been provided is invaluable. In addition to the congratulatory note, I also want to thank my parents for the overflowing generosity they show all of us.

Glen and Carrie celebrated their 5th wedding anniversary on July 4, 2026. This is them holding their “5” card at 1898 Public House.

When we convene for the quinquennial anniversary dinner in 2031, my parents will be celebrating their 50th and my sister/Jay will be celebrating their 20th! Stay tuned for the blessings from that evening. Happy anniversary, mom and dad. Don’t Blink.

Hart Thursday Rundown

It just so happens that this mid-August Thursday Rundown is my first of the month. I used last week’s vacation as an excuse not to write one. Thanks for sticking with me and I hope you enjoy at least one of the below five topics…

Waffle House – We took a red-eye flight to Atlanta. When we landed early in the morning after very little sleep we were hungry and perhaps a little cranky. How did we overcome the fatigue and grumps? WAFFLE HOUSE! Sid’s parents took us to the Waffle House close to our hotel and it reminded me how good and convenient that place truly is. I ordered a waffle topped with peanut butter chips plus a side of covered hash browns and it was chef’s kiss. I also got to chat with my father-in-law at our own booth while Sid, the kids, and my mother-in-law sat at the booth behind us. The experience brought me back to my first time ever eating at Waffle House over a dozen years ago (when I coincidentally ordered the exact same thing).

It was great to return to a Waffle House after several years. The Atlanta location we ate at really hit the spot.

Sneaking In Snacks – One of the latest “topics of the day” at our office made me immediately take a photo of it and send to my wife. We have been guilty of sneaking snacks into the theater before and my habit of doing it actually extends most of my life. I should stop doing it because it is probably a sin. But the funny thing is that even when we sneak snacks into the movies we usually still spend a whole bunch of money at the concessions as well. Go figure.

I found this latest “Topic of the Day” to be interesting. Do you sneak snacks into the movie theater?

International Lefthanders Day – Today is devoted to those of us (not me) who have a dominant left hand. In a post I wrote eight years ago, I confessed how I had overlooked hardships of lefties. I listed a lot of disadvantages and then highlighted what I thought was the most inconvenient: swiping a debit/credit card (think about it for a moment). I also wondered in the post what hand my daughter would favor. Sloan turned out to be right-handed. And guess what? Beau is a righty too…just like his sister, mom, and dad. Shout out to all my lefty readers!

No, I am not left handed. But I sympathize with those who are.

72 Hours – I admit it, I watched the Netflix comedy film “72 Hours” with Kevin Hart. The film centers on a 40-year-old man who joins a random bachelor party group as a way to secretly compile market research for the liquor company he works for. It was outrageous, raunchy, and crude. But I will admit this: Kevin Hart was pretty darn funny. Marcello Hernandez from SNL also stars in the movie. If you want some cheap laughs and have a strong stomach, you might want to give “72 Hours” a shot.

The movie “72 Hours” won’t be for everybody but if you are in the mood it will deliver some laughs.

Hawaii Trip – And to close out my five topics, I choose to reminisce on where my wife and I were four years ago at this time. On August 13, 2022, you could have found the two of us in Kauai, Hawaii. We had the honor of visiting the island because the first ever couple we mentored for marriage held their wedding there. What a nice time we had! If you are curious about what we did and saw, tap here.

It was such a pleasure to go to Hawaii to support Kailey and Corbin.

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At the opening of this Thursday Rundown, I mentioned that I hoped you would enjoy at least one of the topics I wrote about. Well, did you? If not, I will try to do better next time. Have a great weekend, everyone. Don’t Blink.

The Spokane Wildfires

I wanted to briefly address the Spokane wildfires. Up until this point I haven’t said anything because I didn’t really find it appropriate to do so. Everything that could possibly be said during such a devastating time was already being said—and in a much more eloquent manner than I could ever do.

But with the fires reaching containment and many of those evacuated returning to their homes, I thought now would be the time to say that neither my family nor our home was ever remotely close to being threatened. Because we live in Spokane Valley, we were far away from the havoc that was wreaked in north Spokane.

This photo has stuck with me throughout the Spokane wildfire disaster. While pretty much everything burned, this statue of our Blessed Mother remained (photo courtesy of the Catholic Diocese of Spokane).

And it wasn’t just the geographic location of our house that removed us from such an awful event. When the fires started on Saturday, Aug. 1, we were all in Atlanta. The thousands of miles that separated us from the Spokane area meant we didn’t even as much breathe in any smoke. This physical detachment from home continued as we spent the following week in Myrtle Beach.

As we were vacationing, Spokane was burning.

So, yes, I did feel guilt. Here I was shielded from the worst disaster Spokane has ever seen while I enjoyed time in a place completely devoid of even a spark. At the same time, I could still rationalize that the vacation was pre-planned and if there was ever a time to be out of the region it was last week.

This was all compounded with the fact that even though I was on the other side of the country, Spokane was still top of mind and front of eyes. The wildfires led off national news broadcasts the entire week. It didn’t matter if I was in my in-laws’ living room or doing cardio in a Myrtle Beach gym, Spokane wildfire updates constantly flashed on television screens. It was a little surreal.

I write this all to convey once again: We weren’t impacted by the fires.

But so many others were. And many lost everything. My heart and my prayers go out to my fellow Spokanites who were dealt the absolute worst luck imaginable.

Besides that, I know anything else I have to write is inadequate.

Thanks to the firefighters and other first responders heroes who have come from all over to assist. Without them, my family surely would have seen the fire when we returned home this past Sunday night. Don’t Blink.

Summer 2026 Myrtle Beach Visit

South Carolina in August? Some people might say we were crazy but we felt we would have been crazy not to. When you have family living in the state, there is never a bad time to visit…no matter how much rain or humidity we encountered.

After attending an Engaged Encounter national conference in Atlanta, the four of us drove the 360 miles with Sidney’s mom and dad from A-Town to Myrtle Beach for a week of vacation with Sid’s parents, siblings, and their families.

Sloan takes a photo with her grandparents (aka Gami and Dada). What a blessing it was to be around them this past week.

It was seven much-needed days that kept us busy but relaxed at the same time. The trip produced many memories and bonding experiences. I decided to summarize our Summer 2026 Myrtle Beach vacation by detailing 10 themes from the week we spent out on the east coast…

Sloan and Beau got to do a lot over the past week. One fun moment was taking them to the Marsh Walk on Murrells Inlet. This photo was taken at the exact spot where I proposed to Sidney.

Family – First and foremost, the absolute most important/best theme from our time in Myrtle Beach was family. In fact, most of the themes below will dovetail from it. While we welcomed Sidney’s parents to Spokane for a visit in October 2025, Sloan and Beau had not seen their aunts, uncles, and cousins since our Disney World trip in May 2025. It was so nice to see everyone again as we hung out together, ate meals as a group, and did activities throughout the week. The cousins keep growing at rapid speed so it was a blessing to at least slow things down for a bit with multiple days of continuous time together.

Most of us (minus a couple youngsters) visit in my sister-in-law’s kitchen during this most recent visit to Myrtle Beach. It was great to see everyone.

Outdoor Games – What a blast I had with the kids! During the day when most of the adults were working, I was running Camp Uncle B. I bought a cheap $5 plastic bat that allowed us to play lots of wiffle ball. Hacky sack was also an activity that kept us constantly active no matter where we found ourselves (indoors, outdoors, the mall, etc.). And then of course we couldn’t shy away from the nation’s hottest game as we sweated it out on the pickleball court.

My 14-year-old nephew, Harrison, plays pickleball with Sidney. We played a lot of outdoor games over this past week.

Laser Tag – On Thursday afternoon, a group of us went to Stars and Strikes Entertainment Center to play a game of laser tag. However, our intention of playing just a “game” was extended by a very nice employee who allowed us to play several different rounds. From multiple team challenges to a few free-for-alls, everyone from Sid/me to my 14-year-old nephew to all the kids under 10 had plenty of fun.

Our laser tag crew getting ready for another mission inside Myrtle Beach’s Stars and Strikes location.

Poooool – Let me hit you with a fact: a swimming pool is more refreshing in humid weather! In some instances I might be content to just read a book poolside but this entire week in South Carolina I found myself jumping in every chance I got. I took the kids to the pool in my mother-in-law’s neighborhood and we also hit up the pool in my sister-in-law’s neighborhood. It felt so good! A football water toy we bought at Buc-ee’s prior to arriving in Myrtle Beach ended up providing solid entertainment beyond what I could have ever imagined.

Sidney, Sloan, Beau, and cousins splash in the pool during a humid afternoon this past week.

Putt Putt – A “must-do” item on Sid’s list for the vacation was to take everyone mini golfing at one of the elaborate Myrtle Beach putt putt courses. On Tuesday night, eight of us—including Sid’s dad—went to Spy Glass, a pirate-themed course. Playing under the lights, we played as two groups of four and enjoyed a competitive/good time. My 14-year-old nephew beat me by one stroke in our foursome but my father-in-law recorded the lowest score of all as he played on a foursome with Sid and the two 9-year-olds.

Sloan and her cousin, Henry, pose for a photo between holes at Spy Glass.

The Best Dinner – A highlight of the trip was an outing we took with Sid’s parents. On Thursday night, we went to the Marsh Walk in Murrells Inlet. I showed Sloan and Beau the exact spot I proposed to Sid and then we ate at perhaps the best restaurant in Horry County—Drunken Jack’s. The restaurant has a very inviting and homey vibe and that doesn’t even begin to describe the food. Sid and her mom opted for fried shrimp while us men ordered prime rib (Sloan and Beau ordered burgers). Every bite was delicious but the hushpuppies were second to none. In fact, perhaps the only thing that beat the hushpuppies was the company of my in-laws.

A true highlight of the trip was a special dinner at Drunken Jack’s in Murrells Inlet.

Boating – Thanks to my brother-in-law, John Henry, we had the chance to go boating on Saturday afternoon. We cruised the Waccamaw River as the kids (and Sidney 😉) had the chance to go tubing. We also pulled off at a couple different sand bars for food and swimming.

Beau and his cousin, Jack, watch Sloan and other cousins ride the tube during our boating outing.

Gym – As I tried to compensate for the thousands of calories I was consuming with all the yummy food around me, I did attempt to keep up an exercise routine. I worked out at my first ever Crunch Fitness gym and I even hit up the local YMCA. However, I eventually returned to where I feel most at home. Iron Legacy Gym is where I worked out when I lived in Myrtle Beach and I have exercised there over the past several years when we visited the area. Walking into Iron Legacy on Thursday and Friday brought back a lot of really good memories and produced a couple of great workouts. I also had the pleasure of chatting with the selfless owners, Nancy and Ted Capp.

There isn’t a better gym in Myrtle Beach than Iron Legacy. I felt fortunate to exercise there this week.

Worshipping At A Special Church – On Sunday, we returned to the parish where Sid and I were married, Sloan and Beau were baptized, and Sid was welcomed into the Church. Needless to say, St. Andrew Catholic Church is very special. Making this time even more meaningful was the fact that it was my first time there since renovation was completed…it is beautiful! Fr. Roger Morgan presided and preached about distractions, a perfect message for me as I continue to navigate a very busy summer.

Sloan walks up the steps into St. Andrew Catholic Church in Myrtle Beach on Aug. 9, 2026.

Ice Cream For Dayssss – As we wrap up this reflection, it is time for dessert 😋. With it being August in South Carolina, there isn’t any excuse not to eat ice cream. Thus, you probably aren’t shocked to hear that we ate a lot of it. We raided the carton of vanilla ice cream my mother-in-law had in her freezer, we sampled custard from Freddie’s, and we tried treats from the new soft serve ice cream truck in the Myrtle Beach area called Sprinkles. But our favorite ice cream of the trip came in the form of milkshakes from Cook Out. They are thick, they are packed with goodies, and they are only $3.99. One night I had a cheesecake shake and another night I had a Snickers shake.

Sid, Sloan, Beau, and cousins purchase ice cream from Sprinkles, a new Myrtle Beach soft serve ice cream truck.

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We were sad to leave Sid’s family but we felt blessed for the opportunity at the same time. Sidney deserves every chance possible to visit her home and I found plenty of joy watching all the cousins play so nicely together.

Beau is pictured with his cousins, Patrick and Jack. All the kids got along with each other so well!

In addition to Sid’s family, I also took advantage of the opportunity to see some of my old friends. I had lunch with my former co-workers, Kim Harper and Judy Johns, and also stopped by the house of my mentors, the McCormicks.

Sloan and I pose for a selfie with Tim McCormick during our Summer 2026 visit to Myrtle Beach.

But at the end of the day, the chance I had to visit those who shaped my wife’s upbringing proved most meaningful to me. I feel very fortunate to be accepted by Sid’s family. While in Myrtle Beach, Sid and I were talking to my sister on the phone and she asked me, “Brent, are you as weird in front of the Mathis family as you are in front of ours?”

I am fortunate to have incredible in-laws who raised the best daughter.

Without skipping a beat, I responded with utmost confidence: 100%.

Thanks to my in-laws for being great grandparents to my kids and for accepting me for the weird dude that I am.

Thank you to my in-laws for having us. It was a truly wonderful trip. Don’t Blink.

Attending the 2026 Catholic Engaged Encounter National Convention

It was four years ago this summer when we accepted an invitation. Our pastor at the time, Fr. Jeff Lewis, asked Sidney and me if we would join the Spokane chapter of Engaged Encounter. The Catholic organization is a ministry that prepares engaged couples for marriage via dynamic retreats. We said yes.

By saying “yes” to an invitation to join a special ministry four years ago, we found ourselves at the 2026 Engaged Encounter National Convention.

Thanks to Fr. Jeff and the people of the Spokane Engaged Encounter community, we were afforded opportunities. Within a year we delivered our first enrichment at a team meeting, within two years we were presenting at retreats, and in January 2025 we were discerned as the local coordinators/leaders for our Spokane community.

This past weekend we took our next step in becoming even more ingrained with this special organization as we attended the Catholic Engaged Encounter National Convention in Atlanta.

Sidney looks into the main ballroom as announcements are made at the 2026 Catholic Engaged Encounter National Convention.

The opportunity to travel to Georgia to attend the convention gave Sid and me the chance to experience the depth and richness of Engaged Encounter. It is an international organization that is doing God’s work by staging impactful retreats every weekend. It was inspiring to see so many couples just like us converge at the Hilton Atlanta Airport to discuss our ministry, share best practices, and celebrate our Catholic faith.

Our weekend was amazing. I have so much to express about our time in Atlanta but to keep this post manageable, I thought I would share five themes from the conference that I will truly never forget.

It was nice to attend an Engaged Encounter event where we didn’t have to speak at but it didn’t stop Sid from acting like she did 😉.

Meeting New People – As I briefly mentioned, the convention gave us the chance to network with others beyond our Spokane community who are deeply involved in Engaged Encounter. We met people from all over the country and beyond who pour their souls into presenting at retreats, navigate the same challenges we do, and desire to keep moving the ministry forward. From small groups to breakout sessions to sharing meals, we had countless chances to meet like-minded and passionate Catholics who want nothing more than to prepare engaged couples for the sacrament of holy matrimony.

Sid participates in a small group conversation about best practices for following up with Engaged Encounter couples who go on retreats with EE ministry members from all across the country.

Paul J. Kim – Let me say this: The trip to Atlanta was worth it just for the sole reason of listening to Paul J. Kim deliver two keynote addresses. The Catholic influencer captured my heart and had me reduced to tears for both talks. His first keynote on Friday night focused specifically on marriage and highlighted how our ministry equips couples for success—both in the short term and long term. He also reminded us that marriage prepares couples for the ultimate wedding feast in Heaven but to stay vigilant because Satan hates marriage (it produces children, among other things) and will do anything to sew discord and chaos.

We had the opportunity to meet Paul J. Kim and he was so kind and down to earth.

His second keynote on Saturday morning was about his son, Micah, who passed away on Dec. 31 at the age of 5. The courage and honesty he summoned to tell us about his son’s sudden and unexpected death followed by the incredible graces that have transpired since his passing had me in awe. If you aren’t following Paul J. Kim on Instagram do yourself a favor and tap here.

With a photo of his son up on the screen, Michael J. Kim mustered up the courage to tell the story of Micah.

Our Friends From Joilet – When everyone checked in at the convention on Friday, we were all given a card with the names of another couple. The charge was to seek that couple out, chat with them, and then write about their strengths. We were paired with Ruben and Veronica Manzanares from the Joilet (Illinois) Engaged Encounter community. Our paths crossed on Saturday morning and not only would we eat lunch with them but we also sat next to each other at the special evening dinner as well. Reuben and Veronica were so kind, humble, and courteous.

Sid and I pose for a photo with Ruben and Veronica Manzanares during lunch at the 2026 Engaged Encounter National Convention in Atlanta.

We might have seemed like opposites: they are Hispanic (we are white), have three adult children (we have two children under 10), and live in the Midwest (we live in the Northwest) but we also had much in common as well. Conversation flowed so effortlessly and we can’t wait to stay in touch with them. When we parted, Ruben told us we were welcome to visit them in Illinois by saying “Mi casa es tu casa.”

At the special dinner on Saturday night, Sid and I walked into the ballroom and sat down at a table. Two seats were saved to the left of me. About 10 minutes after we sat down, Reuben and Veronica Manzanares walked inside and sat down right next to us. They had saved the seats but we had no idea until that moment.

Watching Our Mentors Shine – Fr. Jeff Lewis brought us into the Engaged Encounter ministry but Ric and Cindy Gaunt took us under their wing. The Gaunts encouraged us to become presenters, workshopped our talks, advocated for us to become Spokane local coordinators, and have supported us so much over the past four years. We have even had the pleasure to present with them at two different retreats. Their encouragement has meant a lot for many reasons, including their standing at the national level of EE. For two people who are so well-respected at the top of the organization, it meant a lot that they would go to bat for us.

It was an honor to attend the 2026 Engaged Encounter National Convention with Ric and Cindy Gaunt. What incredible mentors they are.

Let me tell you, it was a joy to see them in their element at the convention. They led region meetings in their role as Northwest leaders, presented to the entire group on priest relations via their national board appointment, and worked behind the scenes to make sure things ran smoothly. Whenever Sid and I would introduce ourselves as the local coordinators of Spokane, the response would typically be an excited, “You must know Ric and Cindy!!” We might be the junior couple, but Sid and I will still unequivocally say that we are very proud of the Gaunts and were impressed by their performance at the convention.

Ric and CIndy Gaunt shined in their national and regional roles at the 2026 Engaged Encounter National Convention.

Time With Sidney – And last but definitely not least, what a blessing this weekend has been for Sid and me as a couple. To spend time together on such a spectacular and meaningful stage has not been lost on us. When we sat down at the beautiful dinner on Saturday night, I looked at my wife and said, “Did you ever think we would be sitting here five years ago?” The answer was a big “NO” as we didn’t even know about Engaged Encounter at the time. We have had so many special and profound moments at this convention that we are so appreciative of. However, nothing will surpass the moment we shared when we prayed together during Paul J. Kim’s Friday night keynote (a close second was slow dancing to “I’ll Be” by Edwin McCain at the convention party 😂). That was a moment I won’t soon forget.

Thanks be to God! What a blessing it was to spend time with Sidney at the 2026 Catholic Engaged Encounter National Convention.

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Sidney and I thank the Convention Planning Team for putting together such an enriching conference. We realize how blessed and lucky we were to attend and can only hope that one day we will return for another Catholic Engaged Encounter National Convention…hopefully in San Antonio in 2028! Until then, with God’s grace, Sid and I will do our best to live our vows everyday while encouraging others to do the same. Don’t Blink.

Happy 69th Birthday, Mom!

The first birthday of my mom’s that I remember is when she turned 35. My dad put up this glitzy red sign on the front of the house that surprised her when she returned home from an errand. The things you remember, right?

My mom with Beau about 33.5 years after her 35th birthday.

I suppose around that time was when I started to truly comprehend how much my mom cared for me and wanted the best for me. Since then, I have not forgotten it. As my mom turns 69 today, I know for a fact that each day she thinks, prays, and worries constantly about my siblings and me.

My mom with me and my sister at a Mead High School football game. She has always cared about us with her entire heart.

I think the only people she stresses over more are her grandchildren. 😉

My mom loves no one more than all her grandchildren.

But the fact of the matter is that I am so lucky to have a mother who genuinely cares about me. From check-in texts to her 100% willingness to always watch the kids to her frequent dinner invites, my mom has always been there for me—even when I lived across the country.

My mom celebrates her birthday today. This is her and me at my wedding in June 2016.

One quick random thought: It’s kind of funny, but it took me 39 years of my own life to really comprehend how much I owe my mom before I was even born. She carried me for nine months and then went through the birthing process. Seriously, that is a major commitment and investment that I have overlooked for the longest time. For nearly 300 days, I depended on my mom for absolutely everything while anything she did was dependent on the baby she was lugging around. Definitely something I should appreciate more.

My mom with Sloan. I need to do a better job being grateful for all my mom has done for me, including carrying/birthing me.

Mom, you are worthy of much greater than this silly blog post but I sure love you. Please know I immensely value the great lengths you go to be an amazing mother and person. Happy Birthday! Don’t Blink.

Hatched: Two Years at EWU

My second anniversary blog post is dedicated to Shelley Stickelmeyer. She served as our marketing project manager for more than a decade and was instrumental to not just the success of University Relations but to EWU in general. On a personal level, she helped me so much with my onboarding and was invaluable every single day I had the pleasure of working with her. Shelley retired in December 2025.

I have a whiteboard in my office behind my desk. Often it will have a shoot schedule, marketing metrics, or birthday message written on it. However, this past week a simple sentence in red dry erase marker was scrawled across it: I love my job.

That message, along with the cheer card positioned right next to it (PROUD TO BE AN EAG), described my thoughts perfectly as my second work anniversary at Eastern Washington University drew near.

When I left the office for the weekend, I didn’t erase the message. I wanted to make sure it still stayed on the whiteboard through Saturday, Aug. 1. Even though I wouldn’t be in the office for my actual work anniversary, the sentiment needed to remain even if the door was shut and the lights turned off.

That’s just the symbolic, corny person that I am.

Quite simply, I love my job.

A Year Defined By A Proposal

When isn’t a new employee “new” anymore? I think a good rule of thumb is after that first year. After my initial 365 days as an Eag trying to prove and endear myself to the EWU community, I went big at the beginning of Year 2. Backed by my boss, I wrote a proposal to President Shari McMahan for marketing funding to accelerate our brand evolution efforts as the region’s polytechnic.

Perhaps you aren’t “new” anywhere when Swoop jumps into your arms (photo courtesy of Luke Kenneally)

I swung for the fences and President McMahan responded with the resources needed to truly market our brand. With the budget intact and a talented team ready to do the work necessary to achieve results, we bulldozed forward to put EWU on the streets, inside living rooms, and blowing up screens like never before.

From a comprehensive billboard strategy to a sustained commercial blitz to well-placed print ads to a massive digital rollout, our awareness numbers from our Spring 2026 brand perception study smashed those from Spring 2025. However, I will remember my second year at EWU for more than just the strategic and successful brand campaign we launched.

During my second year at EWU, we were everywhere…including on billboards.

Meaningful Work

Although building the institutional brand should and will always be the top priority of any university marketing department, most don’t stop there—and that is certainly the case for my EWU team. During this second year, we were busy each day serving the Eastern community. We managed numerous marketing campaigns for academic programs, partnered with our admissions team to deliver them the applications they needed, marketed the third party recognition heaped upon EWU, and provided our Alumni Office the marketing support required to reach thousands and thousands of Eagle grads.

We also showed up each day to provide the marketing services needed by our campus. From design jobs to logo approval to video packages to photo albums to web work to sponsorship requests, our weekly production meeting to go over new and current projects was never dull.

Among all the work my team completed over the past 52 weeks, I do have a few favorite projects that will always pleasantly bring me back to my second year…

The River Park Square takeover we did put us in front of downtown Spokane during one of the busiest times of the year. Ryan Gaard, our graphic design supervisor, created something that was red, bold, and 100% EASTERN.

Our marketing team worked hard to take over the south and north entrances at River Park Square. This photo shows the south side from across the street.

I don’t know how we did it with the short timeframe we had, but we pulled off a Super Bowl commercial. When the dust settled on Championship Sunday, we had an alumnus playing on each Super Bowl team (Seattle Seahawks and New England Patriots). Needless to say, we had to do something special. Working on an insane deadline, our ad incorporated both players and drove home Eagle Pride!

The 2026 Super Bowl commercial that I enjoyed the most was the one we did! This is the opening screen for the spot we created in a very short period of time.

And finally, I would be remiss not to include our award-winning holiday video. I convened our first planning meeting in September not knowing how we would top our 2024 holiday video. We did.

After a pretty intense process to identify a theme for our holiday video, President Shari McMahan chose an idea pitched by Amy Bradberry called “The Future Is Bright.” It would win a gold award in the Educational Advertising Awards.

Hatched

Believe it or not, a job isn’t always about the work. Sometimes you have to explain the work. Although execution is the most important part of the job, being able to explain, analyze, and defend it is also key.

I spoke in front of a lot of different groups during my second year at EWU. This photo shows me speaking at the  FY27 EWU Alumni Board Association Meeting.

The word I have used to describe my second year at EWU is hatched. I truly feel like I had the opportunity to hatch from my Eagle egg and fly. And when I type “fly,” I mean standing up in front of the Eastern community and describing how my team’s work is making a positive impact in the state and beyond.

I presented to students from Jessica Boyer’s Intro to PR class in November 2025.

I found myself in conference rooms and attentive Zoom calls a lot this past year. Some of the presentations I delivered were to Faculty Senate, EWU Associate Vice Presidents, and the EWU Alumni Association (twice!). And even though those groups are important and prestigious, I think some of my more memorable talks from my second year were to much different audiences. Having the chance to address an EWU public relations class and then seizing the opportunity to recognize the work of my team in an all-University Advancement meeting brought me the most joy.

I enjoyed speaking to all groups this past year but the chances I had to engage directly with students made me happy.

The Team

Speaking of my team, I have reached the most important part of my second year reflection. It isn’t by accident that the word joy appeared in the sentence I wrote above about sharing the successes of my team. The seven people who comprise our marketing unit radiate joy. They are fun, caring, and intelligent.

I have a talented team at Eastern Washington University.

They are also very talented. Like, seriously talented. And throw hardworking in there, too. As mentioned, I reached for the moon with the proposal I sent the president. Her acceptance dramatically changed the potential of our marketing efforts…but I had bit off a lot. It was my team’s job to chew. And chew they did. The extensive brand work they undertook (ad development, website building, content creation, etc.) was on top of everything else we did the previous year. They approached this mammoth undertaking with positivity and a ready-to-work mindset. They crushed it.

Carrying Christmas trees was just scratching the surface of all my team did this year 😉. Digital Supervisor Ginny Baxter lends me a hand while Amy Bradberry (communications team) walks behind to pick up any ornaments that might fall off (photo courtesy of EWU/Luke Kenneally).

But we couldn’t have done it without the two other teams working alongside us in University Relations. Our communications unit and alumni unit provided us additional talent, support, and encouragement to promote Eastern Washington University the way it deserves. When we all weren’t working our tails off together in our Hargreaves Hall offices, we were bonding outside of it. This past year we labored to make apple cider, hit the lanes for a bowling competition, and celebrated the holidays with an ornament exchange.

I really enjoy my University Relations team at Eastern Washington University. This was our infamous bowling outing.

On top of our fulltime professional team, I can’t forget about our student-workers and the value they bring to University Relations. We were able to sustain funding for the three student-workers I hired my first year PLUS add two more students this past year. Throughout the Spring 2026 quarter our Hargreaves Hall main suite was bustling with students as they occupied all open workstations. The energy they brought was contagious and appreciated by all.

A handful of our EWU University Relations student-workers. In addition to the five students I hired, we also had an Alumni Relations student-worker and a graduate assistant communications write (photo courtesy of Linn Parish).

I know I am biased, but University Relations is the place to be at EWU.

Our designers deserve a lot more than free ice cream but it is a start. I enjoyed a sweet treat with Ryan Gaard and Emily Ausere during a quick break from work. Ryan and Emily worked so incredibly hard this past year.

Wins

At first, one might think that “winning” in marketing is subjective. However, we do have literal wins from this past year. They come in the form of gold and silver honors from the largest higher ed awards competition. We received recognition for everything from our holiday video to radio ads to a social media video to a newspaper advertisement series. You know, stuff that pretty much runs the gauntlet of marketing.

A few of the Educational Advertising Awards my team won this past year.

Data is also another way to notch victories. Our efforts to promote our polytechnic identity paid off when our 2026 brand perception survey numbers topped those of 2025. The academic program marketing campaigns we spearheaded also generated results in the form of leads and enrollments. In a particularly proud moment, a new academic program will be able to start this fall thanks to the targeted campaign we launched to promote it. My team’s goal to work with Admissions to increase undergraduate applications was also realized.

My team conducts a photo shoot to promote our brand new Law Enforcement Leadership & Practice degree. Luke Kenneally takes photos while senior graphic designer Emily Ausere art directs. She would later take the images Luke shot and use them to make engaging digital ads. Thanks to our assistance, the program received enough enrollees and  will launch this fall.

But honestly, the biggest win of all—at least in my book—is that I am working a job with people who care. They care about Eastern’s mission but they also care about life beyond campus. I have an incredible boss, Eric Limburg, who I still feel indebted to two years later for hiring me. I work under the leadership of Dr. Shari McMahan, by far my most favorite university president I have ever served. My fellow directors in University Relations, Kelsey Hatch-Brecek (alumni) and Linn Parish (communications), form a bond of encouragement that is rooted in support of one another. And then of course I have the seven best professionals taking our marketing team to new heights. I would say all of that is a pretty decisive win.

I work for an employer that recognizes life extends beyond campus. I appreciate the opportunity to include my family in many EWU-sponsored events. This is Sid and me at the 2026 EWU Alumni Awards.

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Please don’t take the “wins” above to mean that I am undefeated or that there is nothing to work on. Going into my third year there are plenty of challenges awaiting. We need to take our brand positioning from the awareness stage to the understanding stage. We need to promote more academic programs. We need to convert more applications into enrollments. We need to get more Eagle gear into stores, find additional ways for EWU to get involved in the community, and do a better job of telling the state that our institution offers the absolute best value in Washington.

Sloan and I carry the EWU title sponsor banner at the 2026 Jr. Lilac Parade. The encouragement from leadership to allow us make time for family and even include loved ones in Eastern activities is one of the many reasons why I love working here. (Photo credit: Amy Bradberry)

But for today that can wait.

On this second anniversary of my employment with EWU I am just going to be thankful. Thankful for a job that pays my bills, challenges me, allows me to march in parades with my daughter, encourages me to travel with my family to Seattle, instills pride whenever I wear Eagle Red, and empowers me to be the best version of myself. Forgive me for saying it, but I have truly hatched. Bring on Year 3.

Go Eags! Don’t Blink.

Cola Contradiction Thursday Rundown

Where did July go? By the time the weekend arrives it will be August. But remember, even if school does start for most in August this year, the month is still all about the summer. Here we go with the Thursday Rundown…

Cola Wars Slip – I promise I did not plan this. On Friday night, we had our annual summer picnic with my sister’s family. I threw on a Pepsi hat I recently acquired and hit the road with my kids. Before picking up pizza, we stopped at Dollar Tree to purchase paper plates and drinks. I bought a 16 oz. Coke without even thinking about it. It wasn’t until we were at the park that I realized my beverage didn’t match my headwear. Oops.

I seriously did not mean to do this.

Little Free Library – One of the main streets we drive down to get practically anywhere is closed this summer for road construction. Because of this, we have been re-routed through a neighborhood (I am sure the people living in it are thrilled). On the main neighborhood street is a Little Free Library that caught our attention because of its vibrant purple color. I have never stopped at one of these before until now. Thanks to the mini library, the kids have “checked out” books on both the Kelce brothers and the Beatles. It has made an inconvenient detour kind of cool.

We have become patrons of a Little Free Library on Skyview Ave.

Great Mom – I admire how resourceful my wife is. After watching Beau struggle to ride his bike and carry his basketball at the same time to our neighborhood basketball court, Sid came up with a tangible solution. She zip tied a multipurpose basket to the inside handlebars of his bike. Beau no longer has any issue bringing his ball to the court.

Sidney zip tied this basket onto Beau’s bike. It is the perfect fit for his basketball.

Savage Love Re-Do – In July 2020, a certain TikTok trend continued to take the country by storm. My daughter, niece, and nephew decided they wanted to participate in the fun so I recorded them doing the “Savage Love” viral dance. For the past six years, it has been our extended family’s favorite video of the kids. This past weekend, the trio decided to perform the dance once again. I put the clips side-by-side and made this video.

After dancing to “Savage Love” in July 2020, Sloan and her cousins did it again in July 2026.

Collectibles Or Garbage? – That was the title of a blog post I wrote on this date in 2019. I came to grips with the fact that my baseball collection from my childhood was worthless. I also touched on other items I collected that most people wouldn’t think twice about throwing in the trash can during this present day. If you want a decent laugh, you can read it here.

A look at my bouncy ball collection. More than 230 balls are pictured here and all 230 are worthless….just like my baseball card collection.

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That will do it for tonight. I need to hop on a plane right now but I will be back Saturday with a special blog post. End July on a high note! Don’t Blink.

Returning to the Breakfast Table

One of my blog posts didn’t age well. Or, at the very least, it proves that I should practice what I preach.

Ten years ago I wrote a post urging my readers to go out for breakfast. I highlighted the joys of sitting down at a restaurant and ordering the most important meal of the day.

I took this photo of Sidney with our food on the table at the Southern House of Pancakes in Myrtle Beach in 2016. This photo was included in that blog post from 10 years ago about the benefits of going out for breakfast.

However, before this past weekend, it had been over a year since we went to a restaurant for breakfast. And, if you want to be real technical, it had been even longer than that (I can’t even remember how long) since we ate brunch at a true greasy spoon.

Thank goodness that deplorable streak came to an end on Sunday. After mass, we took the latest engaged couple we mentored out for breakfast. Victor and Helen chose a place on Sprague called Jenny’s. We entered the diner smack in the middle of the church rush. Thankfully, we waited all but 10 minutes until we were seated.

We ate at Jenny’s Cafe in Spokane Valley on Sprague this past Sunday.

Man, it all came back at that moment. The hustle and bustle, the aroma of coffee, the comfy booths, the worn menus, the sun shining through the windows…I hadn’t even taken a bite of food yet and I was already experiencing the allure of going out for breakfast.

But then our plates came and the real magic happened. Between my family, we had pancakes, waffles, hash browns, eggs, and biscuits. With maple syrup and gravy standing by, I scolded myself for missing out on breakfast for so long.

I actually think Beau had the order of the table! He got the mohawk pancake that came with whipped cream, sprinkles, and peanut butter to “glue” it together.

Then the absolute wildest moment of the morning came.

Sloan ordered the classic pancake face.

As we were finishing up our plates and I was preparing to pull out my debit card, our server approached us.

Biscuits and gravy for me, please!

“By the way guys, someone paid for your meal.”

My jaw dropped. I know it might seem like a minuscule thing, but that was the first time I had ever had my bill covered by a random customer. For someone to cover the breakfast tab for our party of six was unexpected, kind, and absolutely made my day. It is time for Sid and me to pay it forward.

Sid, me, Victor, and Helen (thanks for taking the photo, Sloan) were touched by the generosity of a random person to pay for our meal.

Needless to say, I can’t wait to go out to breakfast again (and actually pay this time). Don’t Blink.