I didn’t think this would be a great weekend. My wife’s cousin was killed in a motorcycle accident last weekend and we planned to drive over to Orlando for the service set for Saturday (tomorrow).
We were leaving work early this morning to pack, pick up the kids, and head over to my sister’s house tonight. She was letting us stay there so we wouldn’t have to foot the bill…
More than a year ago my mother was committed to the state hospital, three hundred miles away. She hasn’t gotten any better. The last news I heard from the staff was they were going to try stopping all her meds and start over from scratch. The options are somewhat limited because the medication that worked (for a long time) just about destroyed her kidneys.
Before she was shipped off to the…
We pulled Beth out of her school yesterday. We’re not opting for a private school though… well not exactly. There’s a charter school down the road that a bunch of folks at church recommended. Today’s her first day… wearing a uniform. I’m working really hard to repress all of the bad associations with school uniforms running around in my mind.
It may turn out for…
I gave up writing reviews some time ago. I’d never been happy with them. At some point I decided I’m not very good at them and my days as an amateur critic* came to and end. You may have noticed the book cover in this post, wondering if my decision to give up writing reviews lasted less than fifty words.
Don’t worry friends, I’m not going to torture you with a review, but I…
I’ve always believed in public schools, even if some conservatives in Florida don’t. I’ve been skeptical of our system of school grading, high stakes testing, and quasi-privatization – ushered in by Bush the Smarter. Now picture me this week: considering the idea of pulling my daughter out of public school. It’s eating me up inside.
So how did I come to this place…
There aren’t much more than a handful of people from high school I’d be interested in catching up with, and I got an email from one of them this evening. It’s weird thinking I can say to someone “hey, it’s been what… twenty years?”
It was just about the last thing I expected, sitting back in a rare spare moment, tweaking my spam filter to catch a…
Friday evening my daughter asked me what we were going to do for Labor Day.
“Nothing,” I said.
“We’re not going to do anything to celebrate?”
“That’s right.”
“Why not?”
“Eh” (note: I’m surprised she let me get away with this one.)
“What is Labor Day?”
“Do you want the long answer or the short…
Adam is a lot like a lot of other 3-4 year olds: he has one speed (hint: it isn’t slow). Earlier this evening we were getting close to the little one’s bed time and I was hoping to slow things down a little. That was when I decided to put a little Kauffman ingenuity to the test. We’d been having a marathon father-son goof-ball session and my super slow-motion routine was a hit.