This past weekend was Easter weekend — well, I guess, the past two weekends were Easter weekend. See, my wife is Greek Orthodox, and as such, I’m heavily involved with the Greek Orthodox church in our community1. In fact, I’m the cathedral organist2. Since the orthodox calendar is different than the “western calendar” when it… Continue reading Where I recount my past weekend
Category: Bedtime
Where I let the crazy come as it may.
It’s Friday, and I’m exhausted. This shouldn’t be surprising to any of you. Exhausted has become my status quo. So, we present, to you, a stream of consciousness. I’ve started reintroducing meat to my life. Simply, I wasn’t being very careful about what I was eating, and I’m pretty sure that chicken broth, lard, and… Continue reading Where I let the crazy come as it may.
Where I present a night in the life of an ordinary father
It’s no secret that parenthood has mad moments – so here’s a night in the life from last week. Be prepared – this is a parenting adventure, so there may be ample talk of tears and other bodily fluids. Work, this past week, has been rough – a formerly “well-known” process has, simply fallen apart.… Continue reading Where I present a night in the life of an ordinary father
Where I sacrifice my dignity in an attempt at an easy bedtime
The video is after the jump, just because the embedding code seems to be affecting the load time of my home page.
Where earrings are swallowed and barbaric yawlps are heard
I’m cross-posting this over at Seriously, We’re Parents? because I can 🙂 It had been a very, very long day. For the most part, the kids had been good – they woke up in a foreign house (we spent Saturday night in northern Virginia with friends), spent several hours in the car, got fun &… Continue reading Where earrings are swallowed and barbaric yawlps are heard
Cute trumps concussion, right?
I’m a decent bridge player. The rules of the game are simple enough, and the gameplay is such that things just work for me & the way I think. Of course, it’s been a couple of years since I’ve played regularly (which means that I’d start off overly conservative with my bidding before drinking a… Continue reading Cute trumps concussion, right?