Sometimes a dude talks to a woman just to talk to a woman.
Honest. I watched the kids on the playground with a mom years ago. Idle talk. How old’s yours? That’s a fun age. Yeah. Mine’s older. That’s her. Yeah, the one hanging by her toes and singing P!nk songs. Sure, I’m proud – and surprised.
It was an AC/DC day this morning.
My toe hanger manager to sneak off the bars and ambled to my elbow. She stood breathless, hands on hips, like an Olympian waiting for the judges’ reaction to that. She sized up the young mom at my side.
I always hope for a book deal or to finally get that appreciation check from Ingrid Michaelson for inspiring her love songs. If not, I won’t have much of a nest egg to bequeath my girls.
I can leave them something. Thanks to Julia Tomiak, author of Diary of a Word Nerd, I can leave my girls a little of me. Things that inspired me in life and helped to shape the dad I became. Three books. Three CDs. Three quotes. Read about what I picked.
Next time you struggle to find a writing prompt? This. Try this.
Let’s not pussyfoot around anymore this week. What’d the kids ask?
When the kids get ahold of your smartphone, only Jesus knows what can happen.
You might end up with a phone dropped on the floor at Home Depot (the phone’s OK.) You might get game apps that depict plumbers’ cracks. Most likely, you’ll wind up with 1700 selfies. Kids love selfies.
This generation is the first to point their cameras at themselves more than … well, anything else.
Look at your phone real quick – how many kid-inflicted selfies do you have?
Like, withdrawal symptoms. Life is good right now. I’m back on the Couch to 5K, working out twice at the gym. I might have even gotten this Coke Zero addiction licked (if you own the stock KO, you might want to sell, sell, sell).