The Year of My Socks, Two-Thousand and Eighteen
Okay, yes, I know. I basically disappeared there for, well, pretty much all of January. We'll talk about that tomorrow. Today I'm just talking about my girl. My daughter wrote and submitted a piece in the Critical Essay category of this year's Scholastic Art and Writing competition. Spoiler alert: her essay won a Scholastic Gold … Continue reading Back Just In Time To Brag
Hello waffles!
Sitting out on our back patio tonight after a quick storm raced through the area (leaving the air outside 10 degrees hotter and roughly 3000% more humid), I just happened to peek at our peppers. Lo and behold, after weeks of seeing naught but blooms and the occasional wee sprouts, I found some things growing. … Continue reading Hey, there, ‘lil guys
Front door needs replacedPut off for many moons, nowAdulting brings tears
I keep thinking today is Thursday. It’s not; it’s Wednesday. That’s unfortunate, too, because Thursday usually means wrapping up the week’s homework with the kids, looking forward to “casual day”, and, if I’m lucky, designating it Beer and A Movie Night. Wednesday, on the other hand, means baseball practice, more homework, taking the recycling out, … Continue reading This Is Not The Day You’re Looking For
I’m as shocked and saddened as everyone else. But even after having most of the day to think about it, I don’t think I can put it any better than I did on twitter earlier. I'm not going to lie. Some small part of me really kind of believed that if ANYONE could be immortal, … Continue reading RIP, Your Purple Highness
I’d fully intended Monday’s post to stand as a sort of personal affirmation about the shift in my nightly focus away from binging on superheroes in high definition and towards kicking ass and taking names my own self, on my own projects. However, shortly after the post went up, it was pointed out to me … Continue reading A Day In The Life
I’m sort of embarrassed to admit that for as much Netflix and/or Hulu as I watch, I end up restarting episodes entirely too often. Like, almost “on every day of the week that ends in –y”, too often. But that’s what happens when you fall asleep in front of the TV all the time. Well, … Continue reading Replay From the Beginning
A few nights ago, after brushing his little, seven year-old teeth while wearing a set of colorful, seven year-old’s pajamas, my youngest son bounced up to me to make an announcement. The bouncing wasn't a surprise, of course; when you’re seven, if your movement from place to place isn’t primarily bounce-driven, something needs a band-aid, … Continue reading The Slow, Torturous March to Parental Obsolescence, Part I
I briefly considered writing something meaningful and profound today, because, if nothing else, I am the king of meaning and profoundness. Also, be thankful. For roughly 7 seconds, I considered using the word profundity in the sentence above. I think we can all agree, though, there was absolutely no call for any of that kind … Continue reading Because Friday Should Include Some Nonsense
