It’s hard to put a gauge on change in your own life. It’s not something objective that can be measured. It’s more like something that you become suddenly aware of when the past leaps out of the shadows and into the forefront of your mind. Awakened by some familiar face, an old song, or a … Continue reading This One Goes Out To All My YQ Peeps! (You know who you are)
I hate change. I know it’s not cool to hate change, but I still do. I don’t resist change. I know it’s healthy, not to mention inevitable. But I still hate it. This morning I discovered that my daughter, Kate, also hates change. Kate has had the same babysitter, the AMAZING Paula Hardee, ever since … Continue reading The Sting Of Change
(This is a post I wrote about two years ago. And, in light of my 32nd birthday next month and the rapidly approaching "Father of four" title, I thought it would be appropriate to revisit. Enjoy!) I dreamed a dream called youth... and then awoke to find a gray hair. I saw a guy on … Continue reading I Dreamed A Dream Called Youth…
Frasier, Allow me to explain why you are ruining my life. I married a woman who has a bedtime routine that includes having the television on until she’s ready to go to sleep. It helps slow down all of her otherwise racing thoughts and ideas and questions from the day. It’s important to her. It’s … Continue reading Curse You Frasier Crane!
I lived my entire life in Virginia. That is, until I moved to Florida six years ago this month. There are many things I miss about life in Virginia but most of them are really more about the seasons of life that occurred there and less about the place itself. I think we sometimes glamorize … Continue reading Virginia Is For Lovers… and Weather :: Thoughts On Seasons Of Life
Guys get so mad at athletes who stay in the game “too long.” I mean, we can harbor serious resentment for these dudes when they don’t retire at the "top of their game." As if, somehow, their career choice actually affects the quality of our lives. Brett is the most recent casualty of this, but … Continue reading “You Used To Be Awesome” and other depressing compliments Brett Favre will have to get used to…
When you are looking for a good title for your blog, you usually want to find something that is really eye catching. Sometimes the actual course of my thoughts is so strange that I don’t even need to try and come up with something catchy. This is a good example. This week I saw Toy … Continue reading Thoughts On Toy Story And Death…
It may come as a surprise to you, but I don’t own any sheep. I never have. But I’ve seen the picture on the wall in Outback Steakhouse of the dudes shearing sheep, and I’m convinced that I’d be good at it. Man-handling a big, fluffy sheep and holding it down for a haircut. It … Continue reading The Art Of Sheep Shearing
So, I reached in my drawer this morning and pulled out a pair of socks. I slid one onto my foot and found that the heel of the sock is now flesh-colored. I thought, “I don’t remember that. Do I have hyper-color socks? Oh wait, that’s just my foot.” I had holey socks. So, just … Continue reading Holey Socks Batman!
Today is a good day… for many reasons. The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, it is 68 degrees outside (in Florida this is cold). But, mostly, it’s a good day because later this evening, Erin and I are meeting up with some friends and going to a Boyz II Men concert. That’s right, … Continue reading It’s So Hard To Say Goodbye To Yesterday