“Can I call you Miss Rachael?”
“No, but you can call me Dr. Rachael if you want.”
“Wait, are you a real doctor?”
“Yes Beth, I’m a real doctor.”
“Did you go to college?”
“Yes Beth, I went to college.”
“Did you go to college AND medical school?”
“Yes Beth, I went to medical school.”
“O.K., you went to college and medical school… so why don’t you do the things…
This weekend my son reminded me of an ant. It wasn’t because he was a pest or that he was particularly insect like, but because he was often seen carrying around objects of significant size. One moment he was carrying around a dining room chair, the next a folding table, or one of those large Rubbermaid storage containers. There didn’t seem to be any particular reason for all this effort…
Let me say that most of the folks we’ve dealt with at my daughter’s school have been wonderful. They’ve been kind, patient, understanding, and caring. All the same, next year my daughter will be going to a different school.
Why is she going to a different school? It’s a long story, one I don’t have the energy or inclination to tell right now… but here’s the abbreviated/censored…
According to the U.S. Department of Energy (http://tonto.eia.doe.gov/oog/info/gdu/gasdiesel.asp), gasoline prices for the U.S. Gulf Coast were an average of $2.81 per gallon (as of May 8, 2006).
If I were to resume my bicycle commute program, and if gas prices were to remain stable (at this cost), the savings to our household would be an average of $15.12 per week, $65.54 per month, or $786.45 per…
There are certain, inalienable rights; among them life, liberty, and the pursuit of televised coverage of your team’s presence in a semi-final OR final championship game.
Set the way back machine to Saturday night, and take a stroll through my life with me…
It’s nearing bed time and my wife has the haggard look of a single mother after a double shift of bedtime prep. “What’s wrong…
When you have one child you are asked to play. When you have two children you are asked to mediate property disputes. Earlier today the property in dispute was none other than yours truly. I was sitting on the couch, minding my own business, when Beth yells, “DADDY!” and proceeds to leap into my lap. Not to be out done, Adam dives at me like a Japanese fighter plane, with seemingly complete…
I don’t need permission from my wife to spend five dollars, but for some reason I felt compelled to tell her anyway.
“John, you don’t need my permission to spend five dollars,” she replies.
“I know, I thought I would extend you the courtesy of asking anyway.”
“Who are you and what have you done with my husband?”
“We’ve taken him someplace you’ll never find him. Unless you…