Hey kids. Dad's sleeping. He needs the rest, and he's not feeling good. So if you're going to call him, do it tonight, okay? While he's sleeping, let me tell you some things about him you probably don't know. Or maybe you do, I don't know. But today's definitely the day for it. A long... Continue Reading →
For my Children
I hate Mother's Day. I know my children love me, and it's nice of them to take the time to let me know, but I loathe this day as the pre-ordained time to do it. It's so forced, so Plasticine a celebration that I can't accept the sentiment. When my kids were younger, and I... Continue Reading →











