Paper Plates
You would think, as any rational person would, that after our last adventure, we’d have a short respite from plumbing-related issues. Not so. For on the very same day, our beloved dishwasher quit....
View ArticleDish Pile
It’s been 22 days since we last had a working dishwasher. 22 ceiling-high piles of pots, pans, plates, glasses, forks, knives, spoons and other sundry utensils and vessels. Every day we plow through...
View ArticleOne More Grey Hair
Daddy and Michael are driving to swimming practice. From his forward vantage point, Daddy notices an awesome old car heading this way from the other direction. It looked to be from around 1918, and...
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Milk Curse
Michael is allergic to dairy products, and soy products. But like any being with bones, he needs his calcium. The preferred delivery vehicle for this is milk. This has posed a problem, as illustrated...
View ArticleLet’s Try It Again
I’m going to hit the gym Wednesday. No, really. Really. I mean it. I’m going to do it. And more than just hit it, I am actually going to spend more than 15 minutes using the exercise equipment there...
View ArticleDon’t Take Advice from Candy
A couple of days ago, Michael came to me out of the blue with a sort of sidelong confession: “Daddy… I had a blue chocolate and I was going to ask your permission but I ate the chocolate anyway but I...
View ArticleSuper
I’ve discovered that I have a super power. The realization struck me quickly. It just all suddenly made sense. You see, up until now, I had been wondering why no one else emptied the garbage cans and...
View ArticleHard Knocks
I think the people who run the public education institution believe that parents exist solely for their benefit: to produce children and then submit their lives as an offering of servitude in support...
View ArticleCertified Dork
I don’t understand fashion. Haute couture is a concept that is entirely alien to me. Someone might try to explain to me the logic and sensibility that form the foundation of fashion sense, but they...
View ArticleTwelve Ounces of Grief
It was just a soda. Well… a soda and french fries. But it was the core of a great deal of grief and anxiety for Michael yesterday. It was a hot day; hotter than we’re ever prepared for in the...
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