Prologue: I haven’t written in a long time, because I realized that I was writing from a need to prove myself - to prove I wasn’t lying or crazy, to prove I wasn’t who my father says we are. I needed to trust myself and settle into my decisions about that relationship before I could …
How ‘Bout Them Apples?
My mom was fond of referring to herself as "the tree from which that apple fell". She'd also often exasperatedly compare me to my father, raising her hands like balancing scales and saying, "Tony? Sarah? Which is which?" I've always liked that I have a lot in common with my parents. They were fun, they …
Technicolor Thursday
I was raised in a very black&white home. Things were either entirely good or they were entirely bad. The rules were clearly defined and I liked that. The whole world fit neatly into orderly little boxes and I always knew the right answer to the questions. My whole life was a church bubble - not …
Home
Fair warning: this post is about my wife and I’m fixing to get sappy. As always, continue reading at your own risk. 😂 Anyone who knew my folks well was aware that their relationship was a fractious one. They got divorced when I was two, then remarried a year later and had my brother. I …
Lucid Dreams
I have had ultra-vivid dreams since I was a kid. Most of the time, they were funny or nonsensical, but I had a lot of nightmares, too. My mom used to pray over me as she tucked me in, requesting “the blood of Jesus to cover this child and keep her safe”. I used to …
The Halls of Shambhala
I grew up on a steady diet of 70’s rock&roll. Mom loved the Doobie Brothers and Fleetwood Mac and she’d always make me sing the high harmonies in the car. Dad loves ZZ Top and Bachman Turner Overdrive. It’s good music - it just makes you feel alive inside, you know? So when Melissa and …
Perception vs Reality
I had a boss once who was fond of saying, “Perception is reality”. It didn’t work out too well for him (he was in jail, last I heard) but I don’t think it plays well as a life motto in general. It’s certainly not what I want to be known for. I don’t want to …
Exhausperation
My life is busy. Like… Stupidly busy. There are 21 meals every day. There are at least three different healthcare providers for each kid - and lots more for Pook - so that’s a total of like 15 different doctors/dentists/counselors to coordinate and remember. I work full time, as does Melissa. There’s two different school …
Embrace the Mucho
I started this blog when Pook and Boogie were tiny. I had been thrust into the world of a stay-at-home mom with a very sick baby and I was completely at a loss on how to process all of the things I felt. I wanted to paint of picture of my life that would truly …
Oversharing
I have been on a bit of a journey lately. (In full disclosure, this will be long and probably way too much info. So, if anyone keeps reading, don’t say I didn’t warn ya.) I started my new job on Monday. Life has largely quieted down. Through a weird combination of circumstances, I ended up …
My Five Ring Circus 