We’re still waiting for our bed. Cheryl is excited. I am … not exactly excited. Intrigued is a word. Cautious is another word. Skeptical is yet another word. If you put all of those words together … you still don’t quite have what I feel. It’s not all bad. I kind of feel like I just spent two times the market value of a car loaded with extras, to be used as a third…
Cheryl and I went out and parted with serious money today. This was engine replacement serious. No, we aren’t having more trouble with our cars. If we were I’d sooner take the bus than replace an engine. We went out and bought a bed, and in the unlikeliest of places (for me anyway): Brookstone. I’ve been to Brookstone many times, but I never seriously thought about buying…
Cheryl and I disagree on when it is appropriate to swear. Cheryl is firmly in the “never” camp. I on the other hand am a firm believer in the well placed, as needed, off color explicative.
We were all walking through the park. I feel kind of silly because I was looking down, so I should have seen it coming. No sooner did I notice the writing on the floor did I feel a thump on my head.
I found out my wife was pregnant about three months ago. At first I was dumbstruck. What can I say, we had been planning to have another child for some time, but it’s one thing to plan it and quite another to give it a date certain. Soon enough I was planning for life with another child. Joy had replaced the shock of discovery. I began to wonder what it would be like to have another…
We went to Bush Gardens on Saturday as a reward for Beth’s performance in school this last week. Our Bush Gardens routine involves sleeping in, moseying over just before lunch time, and stopping for a bite to eat for lunch upon entering the park. This time we decided to eat at the Crown Colony Restaurant, at the table service restaurant on the third floor. It was much better than all of the…
Have you ever found yourself sitting down on a Friday night with nothing to do; some notion that you would like to do something but little energy to do it and still less conception of what it might be? For me, it is an occasional bedfellow, and the burden I bear tonight in particular. I am coming down from my Sudafed high, so I’m rather tired. My mind however stubbornly asserts that it is…
We have known Beth to be influenced by TV advertising for some time. When she was three years old and could barely pronounce her full name she could, with perfect TV announcer intonation, declare to mommy and daddy that she really wanted “Cinderella II: Dreams come true, now available on home video and DVD.” Now she is starting to see the commercials for Spy Kids II. She already owns…