I’ve been feeling the drain again when it comes to social media. I’m not quite sure what it is….an overload, perhaps? Whatever it is, I just find myself borderline depressed at times thinking about how much time I spend on some social media platform like Facebook. Posting updates of what I did today, a greatContinue reading “Trying to step away from social media and plug into my life”
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Stop the clock, I don’t want to get old
I am afraid of getting old. A few weeks back, my wife’s grandfather turned 92 years old and in honor of that rather impressive achievement, we took the baby with us to pay him a visit in the nursing home. This is where I need to be completely up front and honest – I don’tContinue reading “Stop the clock, I don’t want to get old”
“We thought we had lost him”
It all happened a week ago today. I don’t think Meg or I have ever had moments as terrifying as the ones we experienced last week. I don’t know how more bluntly I could put it other than, we thought our little man had left us. For me, it was Friday night and I hadContinue reading ““We thought we had lost him””
Break in, Beat down
As I walked out of our house with the baby’s bag, ready to load the car like any other day, I came across something out of the ordinary. My driver side and passenger side door were open. “That’s odd,” I thought, as I loaded the baby’s bags in the backseat. That’s when something hit meContinue reading “Break in, Beat down”
The Voyage of Life
Please indulge and bear with my reflection as I post this, scribbled down on a loose piece of paper the night before the start of Spring: The large white flakes fell outside the dining room windows a day before the official start of Spring, leaving the backyard, the neighborhood, and many across the northeast blanketedContinue reading “The Voyage of Life”
The Circle of Life
“Lord, what fools these mortals be!” – Puck, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act 3, Scene 2 I had a very jarring moment recently that out of nowhere caused me to start thinking about mortality. Notably, my own. Throughout the course of my life, I’ve rarely given it thought, or if I did, only in darkContinue reading “The Circle of Life”
Here Comes the Croup
You couldn’t have written it to unfold any scarier. The weekend had been great. We went to sleep with every intention that we’d wake up with just another Monday, despite an ice/snow storm raining down through the overnight hours. But as the clock switched over to midnight, the baby suddenly awoke in his crib, makingContinue reading “Here Comes the Croup”
Night Terrors
Night Terrors. Even the name sounds scary, doesn’t it? Well, that’s because it is, for both child and parent alike. Fortunately for a lot of people, not every child goes through it, I’m told, and I’ve asked around and found that only a small percentage of parents I ask had a clue as to whatContinue reading “Night Terrors”
“Why am I such a misfit?”
One of my favorite things about this time of year is some of the movies and Christmas specials that are on television. There’s plenty of good, classic films to talk about, but last night I caught an annual can’t-miss, the 1960s Rankin Bass, “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.” I love the Rankin Bass stuff, whether it’sContinue reading ““Why am I such a misfit?””
Turning the pages of comics and time…
Sometimes repeating something from your past can make you realize just how much the future has changed. This past weekend, I indulged my inner-dork and met up with some old friends to go to a comic convention about an hour side. It’s one of those occasional traditions that we’ve done since adolescence. Some things haveContinue reading “Turning the pages of comics and time…”
The Dorky Daddy 