Your son

Note: this is a guest post from my lovely bride, who says it waaaay better than I could. Ahem: Decided to make coffee. Lunch, nah, but 2 hours later COFFEE! I heard the trickling of water being poured into the coffee maker as I was sewing at the table. Bounded up, and said, “Stop.” J […]

Um, we need to talk.

I’ve been putting this little talk off for a while, but I think it’s time I said what’s on my mind. I’ve thought about it long and hard, and I don’t think it’s me – it’s you. I’m talking to you, calf, because I’m really tired of your nonsense. We’ve been together a long time, […]

The stars at night

My son has not stopped singing “Deep in the Heart of Texas” since we left soccer. Why? I have no idea. He just started singing it. He sang it while eating the rest of his dinner. He’s singing it in the shower as I type. And me? All I can think is how badly I […]