There’s a scene in the movie Clue (a per­sonal favorite garbage brain movie) where this woman is scream­ing hys­ter­i­cally, uncon­trol­lably, being com­pletely irra­tional.  She is met by a quick slap in the face and abruptly stops.  Every­one looks at the smacker and his response is “I had to stop her from scream­ing.”
I’m not sure why […]

A friends Father just had open heart surgery.  Scary thing.  He’s recov­er­ing well, and the whole fam­ily has been around him the entire time.  She has been back and forth, miss­ing work here and there but grate­ful that she can help.  It’s won­der­ful that they have this time, that he has a sec­ond chance at […]

I’m not even going to attempt a deep and heart­felt post about this past year and the new one com­ing.  Deep and heart­felt leaves me weepy lately…
I am look­ing for­ward to a new year though…something about past being done and new beginin­ngs.  I know that past is always around, and you learn from the bad […]

There are moments in which I can not hide  my roots.  I was born in Ten­nessee and raised, mostly, in Ken­tucky.
Now the Ken­tucky part of that basi­cally means I’ll laugh at you if you gripe about humid­ity, say you are “really into” col­lege bas­ket­ball, or try to talk about horse rac­ing from an ESPN point […]

Sher­man has banned me from things that have too much sad real­ity today…I under­stand that.  In my cur­rent moody state (PMS peo­ple, not the other one) I do get a lit­tle nutso over things.  But I’m putting this up as a reminder for myself.
I know I don’t get too seri­ous on here, usu­ally its all […]

Robert nailed it when he said this first Ijah free long week­end was like a sea­son finale.  It’s not a show chang­ing one, but it’s a big step.
When Sher­man and I first met I wasn’t sure that I wanted chil­dren.  I had decided that I didn’t in an ear­lier rela­tion­ship and the thought hadn’t really occured […]

The other night I had a dream.  Sher­man and Eli­jah and I were walk­ing home on the path we always take from the church.  It was a nice day, a calm walk.  As we passed the vines cov­er­ing the chain link fence Sher­man stopped and picked a bunch of red grapes.  As he handed them […]

I’m pretty sure that the “first” birth­day cel­e­bra­tion is really just as much for par­ents as it is for kids.  He gets an out­fit and atten­tion and a pretty righ­t­ious mon­key cake, we get a pat on the back for keep­ing him alive and well for a year.
And let me tell you, that first year is […]

I remem­ber the 4^th of July with Mark.  He was always very proud to be the guy with the most ash in his yard on the 5^th.  I think the most fun times we had were when “Billy” lived across the street and he and Mark would have the equiv­i­lant to a fire­works piss­ing contest…it […]

I have a few Fathers.  Sev­eral amaz­ing men in my life.  I’m lucky that way.  The more the mer­rier I say.  But then again I think I have a pretty good def­i­n­i­tion of the word.  A Father to me is a man that makes an impact, a pos­i­tive one.  A man that makes you proud […]