Thursday, April 18, 2013


So, in case I was unclear in my last post, sometimes I just don't have a clue what is going on (usually not for a lack of trying). Like anyone who has been a parent for longer than about 3 years, I have learned to fake it pretty well when I am faced with common, everyday questions or tasks that I should know about but just don't.

That being said, somehow I didn't catch the fact that I was posting to a blog that I "closed out" at the birth of our daughter. I was too distracted by the "shiny" new app that I found that would allow me to blog from my iPad. In fact, it was a small miracle I remembered the login information to this blog at all. I shudder to think what I would have used as the login credentials for the newer blog. Ugh.

At any rate, this will be the next "last" post to this blog. Until the next time I am forced to fake it again, and am distracted by who-knows-what shiny object. In the meantime, you can check out my ramblings at the blog entitled "Their2Dads". Don't ask me how to get there or where to find it. Clearly I can barely manage my own day-to-day existence, let alone the needs and wants of a husband and two children. Don't be lazy. Find it yourself. And if you get there before me, leave the light on. It might just be shiny enough to spur my memory.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

To blog or not to blog....That is the Question

Have you ever allowed yourself to think about your future? I mean to truly think about where you see your life in the next year, or five years, or, dare I say it, the next decade?

Lately, I'm doing good if I can allow myself the time to think about the next few hours in front of me. And, if I am being very honest, I find myself thinking more and more about the past. No, this is not an attempt to dive into the lake of nostalgia for a leisurely swim while taking frequent breaks to sip on a glass of Sangria. These thoughts tend to be a little more adrenaline-inducing in nature. About the time my head hits the pillow each night (and not a moment before), my brain decides it is time to get my heart pumping by throwing some not-so-stress-reducing self-reflection questions...such as "is today the 3rd - did I miss that appointment with the pediatrician?," or, "I remember agreeing to attend that webinar as a stand-in for my boss - that was scheduled for yesterday, wasn't it?". Inevitably, the inner voice that narrates these sleep-deterring questions launches into a barrage of profanity that would be perfectly acceptable, were I to find myself on a naval base or to have recently been informed that I would be teaching kindergarten for the remainder of the school year. Since I am neither a sailor nor crazy enough to surround myself with 30 five-year olds on a daily basis, it is most fortunate for everyone that this language remains within the confines of my brain. Mostly.

So, I believe I have already established that at this point in my life, my proverbial cup "runneth over" with the comings and goings of parenthood, of employment, and other various and basic oxygen consumption activities. Perhaps there is the rub. Oxygen consumption. Too many tasks, too little oxygen. Well, whatever the reason, what's one more task between friends. Or strangers. I'm blogging again, suckers. Keep your expectations high. Or low. Or live on the edge and throw expectations out the window. In any case, this is the blog of one Dad, his husband, and their two children. Deal with it.