Author: Mark

I'm a single dad with two kids - one in college and one who is nine. I teach business classes at a small college and provide marketing consulting on the side. I enjoy my job, my kids, running, and grilling. Thanks for taking the time to read my blog. I'm always open to questions or comments.

Trying to Make the Grade

I woke up last Monday morning to something new – there was no sense of anxiety. At least it seemed new for the first day of the new school year. I’m not going to say there weren’t any problems at all. My son was already in full Do-I-have-to-go-to-school mode. But all-in-all, it was a good…

I’d Like to Report a Case of Parental Abuse

I need someone, ANYONE, to please send help my way. I’m the victim of parental abuse, and it’s not pretty. My son is MAKING me watch Avatar – not the movie, but the animated TV show about a bald kid with arrow on his head. Can you say “Excessively Cruel”? Now if I was a…

Kids Beginning to Decipher Dad’s Code Words

Pssssst. Are you alone? Good. I need to talk to you about something without any meddling kids around. If you’re wondering why I’m whispering, I’ll tell you. I’ve got some bad news: I’m afraid my kids are catching on to my Dad Code. And I’m afraid they’ll tell their friends, and before long all of us…

The Girlfriend Handbook

Writing a blog has been great for my dating life. No, it’s not many (any) dates, but it’s done something even better: My blog has answered a lot of those typical first-date questions. And that saves me a lot of time on dates, so I can do more of the important stuff while I’m on my…

Blood, Sweat, and Toilet Water

As parents, we all have moments when we’re not always paying complete attention to our kids when they’re talking to us. But there are certain key words that always catch our ears. And that’s what happened to me recently. There I was, minding my own business trying to do something important like watch wrestling or…

Don’t Just Turn the Other Cheek, You Need to Wash It, too

Yesterday, I heard the words every parent dreads. “Dad, I did something embarrassing this morning.” I was in the bathroom at our Sunday School, and I was hoping I had misunderstood  him. “What?” “I did something embarrassing in Sunday School this morning.” It’s amazing how many thoughts can race through your mind in a matter of…

A Back-to-School poem

 It was the first day of August Although gloomy and gray It was time to buy school supplies I couldn’t waste a day.   It was Tax-Free weekend A chance to save a buck. Sure I’d have to fight the crowds, But I didn’t give a . . . hmmmmm, duck?   I woke up…

Running in the Rain

I’ve been lucky the last couple of days. It’s been cooler and rainy. Normally, August in Arkansas means hot. I have to go running early in the mornings before the heat of the day sets in. But yesterday, and today, it was cool with a light, steady rain yesterday, and more of a drizzle today.…

Before and After

Not long after my wife died, I started seeing a counselor. It was a good thing, I think. It was something I did off and on over the next few years. I thought most of it was good. And helpful. But there were a few things I didn’t agree with. One thing that always struck…

The Thing About Pot Pies

As a single dad, when it comes to cooking, it’s just like the old adage: it’s either sink or swim. Except in this case you get three choices. it’s either learn to cook or go hungry. Or order a pizza from Domino’s. I’m not a cook by nature, more by necessity. I started off with some…