Go Ask Daddy about quarterback uncertainty, poultry designations and what to bury in the ground for posterity

My girls asked about Broncos quarterbacks, what free-range means and why we bury time capsules. #GoAskDaddy

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7 days, 7 photos – Day 4

“Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No explanation. Challenge someone new each day.” Thanks, Sandra, for the challenge 🙂. Today, I’d like to nominate Charissa, of Joy in the Moments. The other entries: 7 days, 7 photos – Day 1 7 days, 7 photos – Day 2 7 days, 7 photos…

7 days, 7 photos – Day 3

“Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No explanation. Challenge someone new each day.” Thanks, Sandra, for the challenge 🙂. Today, I’d like to nominate April, of Airing My Laundry, One Post at a Time. The other entries: 7 days, 7 photos – Day 1 7 days, 7 photos – Day 2 #…

I pray it won’t take me this long to pray again

Hayden and I talked fantasy football while I fixed her scrambled eggs Sunday morning. I know, you’re not supposed to talk fantasy football. Maybe it’s okay with the people you play with? Anyway, Marcus Mariota, you see. He’s projected for mad points this week, but is questionable for the game Monday. Should I stick with…

For the faith and agony ahead, I’m actually grateful

My soccer boys must face a team next week that we angered greatly last week. We did nothing wrong. Outside of beating them. After the match, they sat on the turf in various stages of disbelief. An older, more experienced team tested and topped by a band of upstarts. It’s a sweet feeling to pull…

Why you never NEED to have an Ezekiel Elliott

I did it. I chose troubled Cowboys running back Ezekiel Elliott in my fantasy football draft. It’s not just any draft. It’s a league of four. That’s me and my daughters. The league winner gets a trip with me to an NFL game. Madison said she didn’t want Elliott and she didn’t want Colts quarterback…

Product Review: FreshForce Performance Underwear

I’ve reached that age. It’s an undisclosed, nondescript number at which fashion is no longer a player in my life game. It’s an age at which lead singers for bands I once blasted from stereo speakers as a teenager (Huey Lewis) now hocks … of all things … hearing aids. You ought to see some…

No More Waiting for My Real Life to Begin

I’ve been hiding a long time. I had to go with that opening line, because I’d promised someone I would. I’m glad, though, because this friend suggested it as we talked about how things are going for me now, and it perfectly tells the story. No, I’m not coming out of the closet. Not that…

5 Random Smartphone Photos, Part VII

So, that number was completely arbitrary. I’d like to do these once a week, so why not? There’s a divide between my old, beat-up phone and the new replacement. My Google photos won’t sync. So I have pictures on my new phone I can’t get to online, and I can’t get my online photos from…

Always Enough Happy to Tell You Something Good, Guaranteed

I can make my famous brown and white sugar pancakes by heart now. I save time. And a great way to avoid leaving out key ingredients – such as baking soda – or doubling key ingredients – such as baking soda. I’ve flipped these classics – this same recipe – for years, probably since the…