Really, I don’t know what this is. Maybe it’s just being tired of the weather. Maybe it’s my worried lack of sleep rebounding upon itself causing more worry (and therefore less sleep). Maybe it’s the exercise I’m doing keeping me so sore that my mood has adjusted accordingly. Maybe it’s my refusal to ever admit… Continue reading Where I contemplate malaise
Where I describe a truly absurd dream
Dreams are a bit like a meal . . . as soon as it’s done, the memory starts to fade. If you have a truly outrageous one, however, even if the precise details of it might leave your memory banks, you’ll still remember the basic facts. And this one — well, this one was odd,… Continue reading Where I describe a truly absurd dream
Where I beat back the weather with bullet points
I hate the dreadmill treadmill. Not only do I get incredibly bored when I run on it, but, every time I log significant miles running without going anywhere, my left knee/foot goes numb and then hurts for a week aftward. So I don’t run on the dreadmill. But I do love to run . .… Continue reading Where I beat back the weather with bullet points
Where I respond to the challenge that was my wife’s response to my challenge…
Since I’m all about fair play, I’ve decided to answer the 11 questions for anyone who responded to the challenge that I set out, after answering High Heels & Training Wheel’s blog challenge. First up, my lovely wife, Duffy. Would you rather be a famous actor, director, or musician and why? I actually think I’d… Continue reading Where I respond to the challenge that was my wife’s response to my challenge…
Where I accept High Heels & Training Wheel’s Challenge
Just yesterday, I was thinking “I really should figure out how I can ensure that I’m posting here, at least once or twice a week.” The problem? Finding something that’s post-worthy, that I want to write about, when I have time to write about it. Just as I finished said thought, though, one of my… Continue reading Where I accept High Heels & Training Wheel’s Challenge
Where I blather on about my health goals for the next year
I freely admit that I don’t post here nearly as much as I should. We will blame lack of time & lack of subject material — sure, the kids are as diabolical awesome as ever, but life keeps me so busy that, by the time I can sit down to write about the last awesome… Continue reading Where I blather on about my health goals for the next year
Where I recount my Disney adventure
We left from Elizabethtown, PA. Because of medical concerns, flying was out for my mom – and, well, driving with my family of four for a day would be…difficult (because I can become quite grumpy), and we were talking about traveling with a party of nine, so we took the train. Only it was 7… Continue reading Where I recount my Disney adventure
Where I dust off the blogging cobwebs with bullet points
At one time, I thought I was busy — then I became a parent. However, over the busiest weekend I ever remember having, I barely saw my own kids. Friday, I worked & played a show. Saturday, I woke, ran a Zombie 5k, played an alumni concert with my college jazz band, played a show,… Continue reading Where I dust off the blogging cobwebs with bullet points
Where I run a half marathon & remember that I like music
Every now & then, I forget my screen name . . . Daddy Runs a Lot because, you see, when left to my own devices, I run. A lot. And I’ve actually been running a fair bit, lately . . . though, to be honest, because my name isn’t “daddy write a lot,” I haven’t… Continue reading Where I run a half marathon & remember that I like music
Where my asshole kids continue growing up
I knew this day would come. There was no avoiding it – but, still, it seems like it was JUST yesterday that we brought CJ home or that Leila took her first step. Alas, today, CJ & Leila started preschool. We started the preparation last night — Duffy got home soon after I finished getting… Continue reading Where my asshole kids continue growing up