Today is a right of passage, as much for the parents as the child.
Beth is moving out today. I drove down from Gainesville last night and we’re moving Beth’s stuff out of the home we made at Christy and Mike’s big house in Orlando (my sister and brother-in-law), across town to her dorm on campus at UCF.
Jesus, is it THAT day already?
I have a number of colorful metaphors swirling…
The Call has many forms. There may be as many versions as there are people, but I suspect there are a lot of similarities.
Look at your life. Pick a spot where you are vulnerable, where life has you by the fucking balls. Pardon the colorful metaphor. Now imagine a phone ringing. That’s The Call – in your life. It’s a wily bastard. It changes as your life does, adapting to your…
The site lost something when the kids got older. When kids get into trouble as an infant, it’s much more amusing than when they’re a teen. Plus, somewhere in between they learn how to read, become aware of the world around them, and don’t find it amusing when they lose control of their own narrative.
I’m making an exception with this post because it’s really about me…
Today is Monday, July 15th, 2013.
Our first born child, a little girl we named Elizabeth Ann, was born on Tuesday, July 15th, 1997.
Maybe you’re not a math person… and that’s ok. Not everyone is, so I’ll do it for you (eventually).
Caveat: my knowing has nothing to do with math and everything to do with said little girl (who’s not so little anymore) asking the…
Beth wanted advice on a homework assignment for a writing class she’s taking at college this semester. Her professor wants the class to come up with two topics for a possible upcoming assignment: write a persuasive essay taking a side of an issue relevant today.
I thought to myself, “yeah sure, possible. Like it’s possible I might take another breath before the end of the…
The set-up:
My boy Adam and I were driving home after a haircut this weekend. We were listening to the radio but only one of us was paying close attention.
The conversation:
“I wish I had my notepad.”
Why do you say that Adam?
“Because I want to write something down.”
That’s my boy!
“What?”
Nothing. What do you want to write down?
“That commercial…
I was really excited this morning. I surfed the web for images and maps of campus. I gave Beth ten answers for every question she asked. Maybe one in ten were pertinent to the question. I found a picture of a room from the dorm she’ll be staying in at UF. Countless pictures of my dorm came to mind. There was so much excitement and nostalgia floating around it’s hard to imagine a better…
Woo hoo! That’s a good one! Just because I’m not going to use this post to whine doesn’t mean I’ve got no complaints.
I promise you though – I won’t go there today. Today I want to cheer myself up as much as anything.
I do this with full knowledge of the consequences: this will be a boring post. Ask the news director at your local television station. Misery…
We were leaving the YMCA last night and I asked Beth how her first day of volunteering went.
“Great!” she said.
“Why did you decide to volunteer here?” I asked, thinking of yesterday’s post.
“I wanted to give something back to the community and this was the first place I thought of since we come all the time.”
My heart swelled.
Later, she asked me an…
Today is the first day of school. Adam and Beth got out the uniforms this morning for the first time in almost three months, and started a new chapter in their lives.
For Adam, it’s first grade. These days the jump from kindergarten to first grade isn’t much different from first to second. The era of standardized testing and school “accountability” has leached most of the…