Yaaaaay! It’s my Blog-entennial!

Or my Blog-centennial. Or maybe my Blog-in’-tennial. No matter what you call it, this is my 200th entry on my blog. That’s right. Two. Zero. Zero. It’s hard for me to believe, too. Over that time, you’ve had a chance to watch grow up a little bit. (And you’re probably wondering when I’ll do the…

My buggy pushing reaches an apex

When you shop at Wal-Mart, there are certain things you come to expect: you’re going to be hungrier than you were at any point during the previous week, you’re going to see at least 2.79 people you know, and some amount of unplanned-for chocolate will be bought (and yes, possibly consumed) before you leave the…

The Mystery Date

“My friend wants to know when you’re going to call her.” Normally that would be a very simple request. A friend had wanted to set me up with one of her friends from out of town. In other words, a blind date. Yeah, I can hear you laughing, but this level of desperation is pretty…

A lazy Sunday morning

“Dad, in which of the Fast and Furious movies was there a tribute to Paul Walker?” I looked up from my newspaper. It’s only the end of May, but I was reading about new shows coming on in the fall, shows that I would never remember once that season actually arrived. My son had just…

Am I doing this motherhood thing right?

There’s no better way to spend a day off than to find out the myriad of ways that you’re inadequate. And I find the best way to do this is by taking an online quiz. It makes for great balance. Anytime I’m feeling good or maybe a little too big for my britches, I’ll bring…

The Wal-Mart bet

I know I’ve written about Wal-Mart several times in the past, but unless you’re from a small town, it might be hard to understand. You see, in a small town, wal-mart is like the center of your galaxy. Sure you can try to stay away, but eventually the gravitational pull draws you in. Then once inside,…

I don’t look good in a dress

Just a week ago was Mother’s Day, and as you can imagine, it’s not necessarily the best day around our house. Each year brings bittersweet emotions: memories both good and bad, phone calls to wish the grandmothers a happy day, and a church service that welcomes and praises all the mothers present. But I’m often left…

A “Best” is THE best

As I sit at my computer this morning, there are ominous piles of paper stacked around me. Piles stacked dangerously high. If my desk was a ski resort, the slopes would be closed to protect the safety of visitors. In other parts of the house, clean dishes diminish, while dirty clothes accumulate. I see the…

Kids say (and eat) the darnedest things

When it comes to sick kids, there are basically three types of parents. First, there are the parents you see in a typical comedy at the theater: parents teetering on falling into chaos as panic sets in. Then there’s the more normal parents. The ones who calmly assess the situation, show a balance of concern,…

The Hero is in the Eye of the Beholder

I don’t wear a cape. Or fly. Or even have x-ray vision (although that would be a nice super power to have). In fact, about the closest I feel to accomplishing anything even remotely heroic is fixing my son’s lunch in time to take him to school.  But I recently found out that even if I…