What kind of day would you think I had if I told you I spent the evening running after my kid, and cleaning up one mess after another? Would you believe me if I told you it was damn near perfect?
I’m wicked tired, but it’s worth it.
As usual, I rolled out of the office at 3:30, picked up Adam, and got back to the house a little after four. He helped me get the laundry started, then I…
Ubiquitous. Come on, admit it… you love that word. Personally, I feel like my I.Q. goes up ten points every time I say it. I could feel your need drifting in across the ether, so I worked really hard to come up with a reason to use it this afternoon.
A few minutes ago I was thinking about coughing, and my mind naturally turned to my little red friend: a ProAir (albuterol sulfate) inhaler.
This morning someone asked me why I was still coughing. Now that I’ve written it down it sounds kind of rhetorical, but it didn’t seem that way at the time. I didn’t think it was meant to be a loaded question, but half a dozen loaded answers came to mind. My favorite was: “my body is a temple of perpetual illness.” I didn’t say it out loud though. That’s…
If I was doing a re-write of the book of Revelation, I might mention something about agreeing with George Will.
You think I’m kidding, don’t you?
I was listening to the “This Week with George Stephanopoulos” podcast this afternoon (that’s a freakin’ long name for a show, by the way), and I swore I heard Mr. Will say, “I don’t know how McCain can…
I just finished watching the HBO movie of the same name, and it was like picking open a scab and cleaning it with a little drain opener. They saved the most painful part for the end: Ron Klain approaches Jim Baker and asks him, “Do you thing the best man won?” What was Baker going to say, no? So Ron Klain says, “I hope you’re right.”
Oh man did that hurt. It was…
This is as good a reason I can think of to encourage our kids to do something other than just watching TV all the time (while not forbidding it), help them become educated media consumers, and foster open, healthy, mutually respectful relationships (with them). Mind you, I don’t mean to preach – I’m far from perfect myself.
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It’s a good thing I’m not superstitious, otherwise I could never write this post. The Rays… yes, I’m talking about the baseball team, not the UV index… are one quarter of the way through a remarkable turnaround. They’re one game short of thirty wins, and we’re nowhere near August. They drew more than 30k people to the Trop last night, and neither the…
Once every couple years things fall into place, and I loose myself in a book for the day. It would probably happen more often, but my life has it’s share of distractions (though not necessarily the bad kind). Today was one of those days. Beth spent half the day with her youth group at church. Adam was locked in a low-grade fever/daze, playing uncharacteristically low-key in the other room…
This morning my son asked me to spell one of the character’s names from Cars.
Without hesitation, I replied:
M – A – T – T – E – R
“That’s not right dad! There’s only one ‘T’ in Mater.”
Then he went to his dry erase board on the fridge to show me:
MATER
“Yep,” I said, “that looks right Adam.” Inside I…