How I Met Your Mother

Sit down, kids, and I’ll tell you a story. One of the greatest things I ever did was to take a low point in my life and esteem and turn it into motivation to focus on time for myself, and getting back in touch with things I enjoyed. I was in my late 20s, single,Continue reading “How I Met Your Mother”

Nostalgia ain’t what it used to be

We’ve watched Ducktales, Batman ‘66, we’ve read Mr. Men and Little Miss books before bed. We own The Great Mouse Detective and Mickey’s Christmas Carol. We laugh to Inspector Gadget. A pair of Ninja Turtle figures showed up at Christmas. Wait a second. Is this my son’s childhood or my own? Sometimes I feel guiltyContinue reading “Nostalgia ain’t what it used to be”

Nostalgic for Mypos, the 80s, or just my childhood?

If you know me, or heck, if you’ve read past entries on this blog, you know how nostalgic I can get – longing for previous times, or pieces of culture from various parts of my life, or even before my time. I admittedly get that way about a lot of things – cartoons, films, videoContinue reading “Nostalgic for Mypos, the 80s, or just my childhood?”

Boxing up comics, unboxing me

Little by little over the past few months, we’ve been clearing out much of our home office, converting it into a hybrid office/nursery with the arrival of our newest addition. Packing books up, taking down wall art not quite suitable for a newborn, and taking the numerous boxes filled with comic books and packing themContinue reading “Boxing up comics, unboxing me”