OKAY. I had to post this. Unfortunately, this is one of those posts that I wish that I could reference an earlier rant because of circumstances that have become so exaggerated that a simple link…
The buzz of the 4 am alarm clock came in my bedroom like a clumsy burglar. I negotiated snooze one time, but the wife made me succumb on the second visit. I used to get…
As I walked through my house today and saw a bouquet of deformed helium balloons flopped into the corner of living room like some abandoned web of a three week old celebration, I thought to…
Our dear friend and constant commenter, Rita, will be going under the knife for implants tomorrow. While I will not be able to liveblog this medical event, I will be glad to check out the…
When comforting a child that is having recurring nightmares, it is okay to flex one’s muscles, stand tall, and demonstrate fatherly strength to reinforce notions of security. It is not okay, however, to shout a…
After a week of excitement, I’m sitting in my own bed preparing to go to sleep. I’ve enjoyed Jer’s blog and all the comments. Now I’m ready to rest for about two solid weeks before…
We are born into this world unblemished and scarless, but in order to separate from our mothers, we must be scarred. Experiences are traced in our lives through scars—both physical and emotional. Some people even…