You’re sitting in your mom’s house, eating too much of her leftover food, playing with the progeny among her things, looking at photos you don’t remember ever having seen before, laughing and crying simultaneously at the proposterous nature of you and your family. We’re all struggling in some way or other. If you deny that,… Continue reading Shut the hell up, for a change
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Taco Tuesdays and this ridiculous overblown virus nonsense
Passed a texmex restaurant called Casa Olé on our way through Brenham, Texas the other day and it got me thinking. I told my wife the story, and she said, ‘You should write about that.’ Well, I always do what my wife tells me. Right, Miriam? Yeah, ok. That’s not entirely true. I try to… Continue reading Taco Tuesdays and this ridiculous overblown virus nonsense
Wearing my 1860 gear all day at the Landshuter Hochzeit (wedding of Landshut)
Where’s Oma? Her progeny and namesake looking everywhere for the old lady — how we wish we could get her on the phone just one last time
My small daughter favours her Oma, which often confuses me in the weirdest moments. She’ll make a face that looks like her mama’s mama, but her whole demeanor and physical appearance is such a mix between my wife, Miriam, and my mother, Martha Frances. As they say, she went to meet her maker a few… Continue reading Where’s Oma? Her progeny and namesake looking everywhere for the old lady — how we wish we could get her on the phone just one last time
Do as I say, not as I do
You ever had one of those days? How about on that day, the Mahag dealer shows up late to an appointment & it all goes pear-shaped, as a result. Humpty Dumpty fell and Miriam was left to pick up the pieces. Try remembering, when people are jerks at Christmas, that everyone is the hero in his story. Just because you’re having an awesome day, doesn’t mean everyone else is, as well. And vice versa.
My September Eleventh Reflections
Touching and thoughtful response to events in New York, Washington, & Pennsylvania nearly two decades ago.
GTT – gone to Texas
“It is good that a man’s enemies want him dead, for it proves he has lived a life of worth.” Forrest Carter, The Outlaw Josey Wales “You may all go to hell and I will go to Texas.” Davy Crockett As you might’ve surmised after reading the headline or the above quotes, we’re headed to Texas.… Continue reading GTT – gone to Texas
autumn leaves and keeps on leaving
One of those perfect autumn days that is so golden and perfect you know it’s precious. You know it won’t last. People meet our baby, who would be more accurately called a toddler if she just toddled a bit more, and inevitably they look you straight in the eyes as they say, ‘Enjoy every moment… Continue reading autumn leaves and keeps on leaving
Daddyblogging was a bad idea because…
(photo credit: Meredith Marek) Only three quarters of the way through my daughter’s first year and already I recognise the error of my ways. At least the original idea that I’d do a moomyblog but from a dude’s perspective is just dead in the water. The first few months were simply too exhausting. Before she… Continue reading Daddyblogging was a bad idea because…
Come let me make your February a bit bluer
Despite being inundated with ridiculous romcoms and even sillier pop songs, a rather boisterous part of me has resisted romantic love for a good part of my adult life. I remember at some point reading that Frank Zappa quipped that he thought the expectations people had of romance actually killed any hope of that love… Continue reading Come let me make your February a bit bluer