I can’t wait until my kids are old enough for me to effectively “back in my day” them–the line all parents and grandparents are adept at using to contrast how good “kids these days” have it. I’ve got the line all worked out, thanks to a loophole in my living conditions during the first two months of marriage. Continue reading “About the single-wide trailer with no running water.”
About Being Told We Solicit Too Much.
The line between asking for money too often and not asking enough is a lot like my wife’s internal thermostat and emotional state during pregnancy. There is a fine, moving line between sweating and freezing, and between crying and laughing.
(Sidenote to the single males: This next paragraph might sound like I’m just trying to exaggerate to make things funnier. In reality, I’m scaling back the details so as to not get in trouble with my wife. No, really.) Continue reading “About Being Told We Solicit Too Much.”
Thankful Thursday: Surgery.
We paid it off before it even got put on a payment plan.
Of all the things I thought I’d write about my son’s surgery at four months old where they sawed off the back of his head, flipped it over and put it back on, that didn’t even make my top 10, pre-surgery. Continue reading “Thankful Thursday: Surgery.”
About Crashing your Family Get-Together.
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There’s at least one situation that trumps people not being home for their appointment. And that’s people being home, and having forgotten about the appointment and invited friends for dinner. Continue reading “About Crashing your Family Get-Together.”
About Direct Deposit, Pixies, and Jai Alai.
I’m not sure who the guy was who came up with routing numbers, but I’d kiss him on the mouth if I met him. Even if he’s like 95 years old and a smoker, with an unkempt handlebar mustache.
It’s like an entire clan of magical pixies met up at a conference that just happened to be next door to a bank, and the result was a way for me to get money out of the bank without even going into it. Pure magic, I say. Continue reading “About Direct Deposit, Pixies, and Jai Alai.”