Calamity. Tragedy. Havoc. CAKETASTROPHE. When I woke up Sunday morning, I found myself staring into a box that surely signified misery, anguish, and doom. The Attitude’s 6th Birthday party was just over three hours away, and in the windowed, white bakery box that not eight hours earlier had held his finished, decorated, homemade Pac-Man/Jack o’ … Continue reading How To Ruin A Six Year-Old’s Birthday Party
If you're of the "Dude, where you been at the last few days" frame of mind, I am here to shed glorious light into the shadowy recesses of your questioning. On Monday and most of Tuesday, I was in beautiful Denton, TX (and by "beautiful", I mean "North Texas-y"). A customer for the day job … Continue reading Sometimes, Duty Calls
As you may or may not know (depending on how many f#&@s you happen to give about what I do with myself...which I realize is likely closer to 0 than any other number), I'm roughly 15,000 words and 6-8 chapters away from finishing the first draft of the novel bearing the codename "Project Macaroni". As … Continue reading Making filler posts…like A BOSS!
Today is a very special day. Four years ago exactly, The Attitude joined our family. As befits his nickname, his arrival was not without incident. And here we are, four years later, with a marvelous, hilarious, occasionally quite obstinate young fellow whom I wouldn't trade for all the graduates of the Mrs. Manners School of … Continue reading Happy Birthday to The Attitude
Do you ever accidentally forget how you're truly supposed to be living? This is how you do it: In case it's not clear, that's The Attitude, running through the yard, surrounded by bubbles. And if you're not imagining that being you right now, or at least wishing for a brief opportunity be so carefree, well, … Continue reading The irrefutable wisdom of a three year-old