Regular Life

I put the death jaw on an apple in 2002.
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Happy Hallowe’en.
I have a food tip for today’s festivities. It’s something we found in a magazine a few years ago, and we only made it once. [...]

Pumpernickel - dark German sourdough bread. Its name means “devil’s fart.”
Discuss.

Ben and I enjoy an observation tower’s view at the Aransas National Wildlife Refuge
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I forgot to mention something in my last few posts.
Ben peed standing up for the first time. Then for the second time. For both, he took aim and peed right in the [...]

Ben thrills to the excitement of sitting in wet sand, sans Daddy.
(Note to “Apartment Life” readers. No installment today. I already have much of the next chapter in my head, so stay tuned.)
For just a few fleeting hours, I took a vacation from the vacation today.
My original intent was to go to the Padre Island [...]

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More great weather today.

Photo by Ben’s mommy
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Monday
I sit typing this after getting up at 2:40 a.m. At about 9:30, I fell [...]

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You get to your vacation spot — your beach vacation spot, and your host informs you there’s a red tide in that should clear out soon. Do you:

Risk it in the hope that you are not allergic to that particular fish-killing algae,

Limit your swimming to the pool behind [...]

Shannon rides a Jackalope in 2002.
Don’t tell any bad people, but we’re going on vacation. Judging from the picture above, it’s safe to say you never know what we might see.

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In the past seven days, Ben has seen grandparents from far away, and from very far away. When one of these folks walks into the room, Ben’s mood ratchets up above the tenth notch. His voice goes higher, if that’s possible, and he talks so fast he almost stutters [...]

Human beings are astoundingly resilient, but the things we fill our world with make us frail.
I’m not one to post news items very much, but something happened Wednesday that moved my wife and me.