• On the first day of school…

    One of my favorite commercials of all time is an Office Depot add. A man and his children are walking through the isles of Office Depot with a familiar Christmas season tune playing in the background – setting the mood. The father is happily lip-syncing the words to the song as he glides down the isle. The children are dragging each step as if they are being led to their own execution. The male vocals cue up: “It’s the most wonderful time of the year!” It just cracks me up.

    Now here’s the thing. (You knew there had to be a thing, didn’t you?) I can’t say that I identify with the parent in the add. I am personally indifferent to the whole thing. Whether school is in session or not, our schedule remains the same. During the summer we drop off and pick up Beth at (anonymous location #1) for summer camp. During the school year we drop off and pick up Beth at (anonymous location #1) for before and after care. In case you didn’t pick up on it – it’s the same place. My schedule remains the same throughout the year. Therefore, my only interest is my daughter’s interest. My daughter has been a little nervous about first grade, thus I have been a little nervous about first grade. I can remember when I was in school. In those early years didn’t exactly look forward to the school year either. Now that I’m the parent things haven’t changed much – no matter what Office Depot says.


  • I had to open my big mouth.

    I take it all back. I don’t want to be sick. A vanilla fever is o.k., but headaches are hell. Since my last post I’ve had the kind of chronic sinus headache that makes you want a “big gun” pain killer. For me, that big gun is a combination of Motrin and Sudafed. Tragically, I was Motrin free at the office today. What’s worse that not having any Motrin? Not having the Sudafed either.

    Here endeth the whining.


  • So much time, so little to do.

    Taking a sick day is a wonderful thing. Get beyond the whole “sick” thing and a sick day is a marvelous void in an otherwise busy life. This was my lot in the grand scheme of life on this day. For half the day nothing interrupted my quiet, peaceful delirium. Laying peacefully in a darkened, cool room with nothing to keep me company but my confused, vacant thoughts… ah, there’s nothing quite like a mild fever to relax the soul (nothing this side of federal and state law anyway). I’ve got quite a streak going here. This is the second consecutive month with at least one sick day – due to my own illness no less. Ah, but it was too good to last. I broke out of my peaceful slumber just before noon today. No fever and a stomach that remains partially full of bland foods means just one thing – I’m going to have to go back to work tomorrow.

    Anybody know where I can pick up a good 24 hour flu bug?