Regular Life

Benjamin splashes in the bathtub as I lean over the side.
He plunges a toy squirting frog under the water and squeezes it, then lets it slowly draw in its fill. “My frog loves the water,” he says.
“Yep, most frogs do. You know, frogs are amphibians. That means they live on the land [...]

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During one of many trips between our house and the house my in-laws just sold, I recalled a joke from the stick of the Pop Sicle knock-offs a nurse gave to Ben while he recovered from an allergic reaction to fire ant stings.
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Benjamin and Shannon splash it up. Click for a much better look.
Although I enjoyed all the father/son time Benjamin and I spent last week while I was off work, the time we spent as a family topped my list.
They often get buried under her depression, but my wife’s sense of humor and love for life [...]

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Last week while I was off work, we had another first, and it was a blast.
One nice thing about living in a major metro area is that there’s almost no limit to the options available as long as you can cover the admission price. Laughter was the sound of the day as [...]

Note: Mr. B and Mrs. B have been renamed Sir B and Lady B. The other implied they were our elders.
With the flurry of activity here regarding my recent weekend of meeting online friends without getting murdered, I haven’t had a chance to mention a first Shannon and I had with Sir B [...]

(Note: This is the sixth in a series of posts about the first meeting of three online friends.)

Did I forget to mention that Moonshot and Norah left Saturday morning, so we guys were on our own? Wouldn’t it be funny if we took advantage of that to use the cups as props in public [...]

(Note: This is the fifth in a series of posts about the first meeting of three online friends.)

At least one of you has looked at kids in those crawl tubes at fast-food restaurants and thought, “I wish they had that for adults.” On my recent trip to St. Louis, a unique place granted that [...]

(Note: This is the fourth in a series of posts about the first meeting of three online friends.)
At age 37, I finally found a beer I like. More on that later.
The appetizing aroma of Moonshot’s Irish stew in the Crockpot welcomed us back from the Adrenaline Zone. Conversation wandered from our blogs to [...]

Note: This is the third in a series of posts about the first meeting between three online friends.
At Moksha Gren’s home — affectionately dubbed “the Grenstead,” we marveled at how we all looked in three dimensions. I was a bit surprised that we stood so close to the same height. Though I had [...]

(Note: Yesterday’s post was my 700th published. About 60 days short of three years doing this, I figure that’s one post every 1.4 days.)
Before the thievery on Saturday, there was a windfall of epic proportions.
Sometimes, you just get lucky.
You’ll recall that we were at a place featuring games that spit out tickets rewarding [...]