What a bizarre world in which we find ourselves living. A sickness is globally rampant, billionaires are building rockets that not just land on the ground for reuse, but they can also land on floating platforms in the middle of the ocean. Technology is progressing faster every single day, our Earth is warming, global currencies are becoming truly viable over traditional nation state fiat, and the Internet is filled with both wonderful knowledge and deceitful disinformation.
There is good, there is great, there is bad, and there is evil all around.
With all the craziness of how we survive day-to-day…
Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you can just sense the power of authority pulsing through your veins? Nothing happens without your blessing. Each decision you make is of catastrophic consequence. Make the right decision and your legacy remains the subject of stories for generations. Make the wrong decision … and your fate is immediately and irreversibly sealed.
This … is the power I feel when loading the dishwasher.
On a recent, warm summer evening, following a feast prepared by Wife, I hovered over the kitchen sink surveying the bloodied battlefield of dinner’s remains. Crumbs of biscuits…
On a cold winter night, this past January, I sat, in my truck, at a bus stop, in a place I’d never been, looking at Lollipop #1, whose eyes were welling with tears. That night … was just never meant to be.
The day started as any normal Saturday, with kids up early and parents sleeping in. It’s a treat that Wife and I don’t take for granted. The kids’ morning routine is rigidly and wonderfully set (all to Wife’s credit). Stay in bed until 7:00. Stay in your room until 8:00. After 8:00, you can play, quietly, together in…
In this bizarre world of “social-distancing” and ordered “sheltering-in-place” due to the CoronaVirus (COVID-19) global pandemic, the family and I have been making an effort to get out of the house.
Wait, what?
Well, we’ve been making an effort to get out of the house and go on walks around the neighborhood. And, apparently, so have LOTS of other people. Walkers, runners, joggers, bicyclers, stroller pushers, scooterers, dogs… you name it, they are out and about. While this sounds counterproductive to the intent of a “shelter-in-place”, I think our neighborhood is handling it quite appropriately. When two groups of potential…
It has been nearly seven years since I wrote about Jolie ( 1st post and 2nd post). And much has changed in our lives in those seven years. We have moved four times. We have increased our family by +1 (hello Lollipop #2). And we have grown and matured as a family through various adventures, trials, and achievements.
But one thing hasn’t changed … Jolie is still a very very VERY quirky dog.
Sounds remain her greatest nemesis. But now the sounds that plague her are beyond the electronic beeps from toys and text messages. Her fears have become associated…
Far be it from me to fault any person for having too great of an appreciation for stuffed animals. Growing up, I loved the soft and squishy creatures. They crowded my bed to such an extent that for Christmas one year, Santa brought me a triangular storage hammock that hung up in a corner of my room. If memory serves me right, I think I could reach it and grab a desired cozy creature with an outstretched arm by jumping up and down on my bed. …
Lollipop #1 had a writing prompt for school to talk about 1) Why a giraffe has a long neck, 2) Why a sloth is slow, or 3) Why an elephant has a trunk. She decided to write about giraffes. So I decided to pen my attempt at the 2nd grade assignment on folktales. I hope you enjoy!
One might have thought that an elephant has always had such a preposterously long nose. A nose so long and unique that it deserves a name of its own, a trunk. But if that is your thought, you would be mistaken.
Knowing that…
If there is just one thing that all peoples of all the Internet can agree about…
Just one thing that could unite peoples from all countries regardless of race, religion, or ethnicity…
Just one thing that is truly timeless across all generations…
… it’s that farts are realllly funny. Like really really fantastically funny.
Tonight was just another ordinary dinner around our dining room table. Wife, Lollipop #1, Lollipop #2 (formerly known as Little Lady and Baby, because Lollipop #2 is no longer a baby and their Pepaw now calls them Lollipop #1 and #2, which for a reason I…
