Sometimes you find a phrase that’s not only a descriptor of the moment, but also of the condition in general. For me and Cody, that’s “off the rails”. It’s a little crazy, a lot sarcastic, a complete run-around of the rules. Jumping on the bed while someone else is sleeping (him)? Off the rails. Putting up the Christmas tree on November 1 (me)? Off the rails. Keeping chickens in your city back yard (him)? Off. The. Rails.
He grew up in rural Washington, hunting and fishing and being generally one with nature. I grew up in the the urban midwest, reading, writing, and wondering if I could build a tunnel from my house to school. I built his company a website, he asked me to dinner, and the rest is, well, this.
These are the stories of the not-so-everyday things that happen in our lives with some photography, recipes, cool stuff we love, and general tomfoolery thrown in. As it turns out, two people raised in completely different worlds can be pretty divergent. But if there’s anywhere we come together, it’s #OffTheRails.