This isn’t going to be anything meaningful, just a brief observation and perhaps a shout out to all the other … Continue reading Where’s the Volume Control?
No, I’m not talking about the freakishly-scary toy from the late 80s pictured here (though, seriously – who gives that … Continue reading My Buddy and Me
My brother wrote a blog today about my grandfather, entitled, When the Journey’s Over. Inspired by Pop’s rather precipitous decline, … Continue reading But What Will I Do When He’s Gone?
Crying for little to no reason at all. Mood swings. Hitting people. Screaming “NO!” at the top of his lungs. … Continue reading My Son, The Monster
Most people wouldn’t think that tough comes in a package that looks like a Victoria’s Secret model but is sweeter … Continue reading My Wife, The Mama Bear