When I said I wanted to do something memorable for our first Valentine’s day, I didn’t mean embarrassingly memorable. It seems obvious now, but having never taken a girl out on Valentine’s day, I didn’t realize that we would need a reservation to almost any restaurant we went to. Wanting to impress my new fiancé I decided upon a fancy Italian restaurant downtown that I had never been to before … Continue reading →
As a father, I feel it is my responsibility to teach my sons how to treat women. As men, we can be pretty insensitive and clueless when it comes to women. Not me of course, but other men. No, honestly, I’ve had to learn these lessons through trial and error (and I am still learning them), and I wish I could apologize to all of the women I’ve had to … Continue reading →
I have occasionally had to use the women’s restroom. Not the big public restrooms with lots of stalls – I am talking the one-person-at-a-time room that you lock behind you. It doesn’t make any sense to me that it has to be labeled one way or another since only one person can use it anyway. Shouldn’t it just say “Restroom“? My guess is that some women can’t handle the idea … Continue reading →
A few years ago, for my job, I used to spend most of my days filling Redbox machines with DVDs, I got asked all the time if I have seen this movie or that one or what my opinion is of such and such. People were often shocked if I revealed to them that I’d probably seen less than five of the hundreds of movies contained in any given machine. … Continue reading →
Note: This is part 2 of the story. Click here to read Part 1. My 4-year-old little girl had been stung by a scorpion. We had dealt with the scorpion, and now I needed to save my daughter who was weeping hysterically. Were scorpion stings really lethal? Was there a 30 minute window where you could rescue someone? These kinds of thoughts were racing through my mind. It was too … Continue reading →
People are funny. And sometimes after meeting a strange couple–who seemed perfectly suited for each other–my dad would whisper to me: “For every Jack there is a Jill”. I’ve thought about that saying a lot over the years, and not just in relationship terms. I think it applies to where we live as well. About 6 years ago, I was on my way to what would become my new home … Continue reading →
