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 2

“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 Michelle of The Complete Savorist. # # #    

7 days, 7 photos – Day 1

“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 Court, from Baking in My Bathing Suit.  

Here’s to making 20, something (or, happy birthday, Madison)

I had to wait a day to get my favorite birthday present. That was 20 years ago. Camdyn’s two goals Saturday come in a close second. What kid can score on her dad’s birthday? It’s just Camdyn doing Camdyn things. Hayden’s done it, too. It’s kind of Babe Ruthian to go out and deliver on…

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…

Behind The Scenes Of My Big Beautiful Eclipse Day

My schedule eclipsed my ability to write about the eclipse. The experience though. It began in line before 6 a.m. in a Shoney’s parking lot. It ended with lots of thoughts and yet no time to write about them. It took equal parts cunning and patience to even get my hands on eclipse glasses for…

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…

Sometimes You’re El Maestro, Sometimes You’re Most Definitely Not

I’m going to tell the team to call me maestro next season, I mentioned to Hayden. It was in jest, of course. I’d been listening to Mitch Albom’s The Mighty Strings of Frankie Presto. In it, the main character calls his teacher, of course, maestro. Hayden gave me the look. No, she protested. We could…

Why Settling (Always) for an Omelet is a Lousy Way to be a Father

Hey … guess what five words anger my kids. Like, instantly. Your game has been canceled Your sister’s wearing your pants We’re all out of cheese Actually, all of those could be considered true statements. (If she finds out her game’s been cancelled while her sister’s wearing her pants and we’re out of cheese? Well,…