I don’t deal well with the prospect of death. Especially the untimely death of a child. I avoid funerals, have yet to come to terms with the thought of even my own mortality, and I certainly can’t sit through one of those gut-wrenching commercials raising donations for suffering children in the amount equivalent to the(…)
(Bonus: Want to build a Netflix switch that turns on your TV, brings you right to Netflix, dims your lights, silences your phone, and even orders you food? You’re going to want to read to the end!) But for now, a bit more about family traditions. When I first told you about our family cabin, we(…)
You know all of the festive Holiday jingles. Sing em’ with me. “♪ It’s beginning to look a lot like REPEAT, ehhhverywhere Dubs go…♫“ “♪ Ohhhh holy crap, the Warriors are off to the greatest season start in all four major sports historyyyyy…♫” “♪ All I want for Christmas is for Steph Curry to continue to(…)
Back when I was still knee-high to the grown folk and living with my mom, “Back East”, as us Californians call it, I spent the majority of my days playing “Dinosaurs” in an unforgettable forest of sorts, in a giant park called Providence. I’d cross the street from our apartment and descend the gravel path,(…)
Dear Parents, You’ve all seen the commercials. Two opposing vehicles approach an intersection at full speed. In the passenger cabin of the first car, the man at the wheel is rocking out to a driving guitar riff on his radio. In the other, a father takes his eyes off the road ahead and whips them(…)
It is safe to say that when we had our first child we were literally languishing in a lair of despair. We were renting the lemon of all lemons, as far as homes go, and what we initially thought would be a unique and spacious fixer-upper, quickly proved to be a rotting, rat-infested, asbestos-ceilinged mess.(…)
Father’s Day has come and gone, again. All of that dad-centric attention that fills your TV screens with grill ads and sports car spots has settled back into business as usual and I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t a slight hangover effect from all of that focus on fathers. It’s a sharp drop(…)
Let’s pretend, for the sake of argument, that you’ve wondered where I’ve been. That you’ve noticed our conspicuous absence over here on the blog. That you’ve checked in on us, often, only to discover that nothing new had been documented since October. That you’ve clicked and heard the crickets. Well, suffice it to say, we(…)
Since starting this blog in February, my three year old daughter and I have been given opportunities to embark on adventures