Sorry for the Sinatra (or Sid Vicious, based on your musical tastes) reference, but ever since this weekend, I have carried with me a great sense of regret. After our boy got his very first bath in the kitchen sink, I sat him down on my lap and watched some classic 1940s Donald Duck cartoons.Continue reading “Regrets, I’ve had a few (tv edition)”
Category Archives: The future
Separation Anxiety
The family unit has survived my (gasp) return to work, despite my insane fears of hardship and anxiety last week. Meg has been home with the wee one, who has slept for most of the days, except for when he’s hungry or dirty, of course. I can’t wait for the times ahead when he’s awakeContinue reading “Separation Anxiety”
Extra, extra, read all about it
My wife recently had a dream. In it, she says that we ended up having a little girl, and that as she got older, she decided she wanted to be a journalist. In the dream, she says this caused an incredible rift between the daughter and myself, as the many years in journalism professionally madeContinue reading “Extra, extra, read all about it”
Go slowly sands of time…
Time is moving by at an alarming rate. I am unable to fathom the speed with which the past nine months have flown by. It seems like only a week or so ago that it was Halloween night and we sat there, slightly late for our rehearsal of “Arsenic and Old Lace” at a localContinue reading “Go slowly sands of time…”
Eight Months
About a month to go. Seriously? As I type that first sentence, I just can’t help but ask myself, has 34 weeks really gone by that quickly? Why has it taken me this long to finally sit down and put my thoughts to page? My wife and mother in law suggested writing about the processContinue reading “Eight Months”
The Dorky Daddy 