I have never been one for tradition. It would probably take a team of chimps about 2 minutes to surmise that the genisis of my feelings is linked to my untraditional upbringing. Living 2500 miles from your closest family for the better part of 18 years does not help. On Thanksgiving day 2003 I boarded … Continue reading Tradition is for the birds.. A.K.A. Thanksgiving Redux
I know my father. We've met, and I've seen him half a dozen times give or take. I know he is smart, that he left to go to Africa in the Peace Corps when my mother was 8 months pregnant, that several years later he came back to America married and with several of my … Continue reading 5 Ways Being a Dad is Like Working Out
So today was my aws (fancy government acronym for alternative work schedule a.k.a. MY DAY OFF). My mother is in town visiting from California so I've been looking forward to today for a while. When you have a kid, the faster you come to grips with some universal truths, the better. Chief amongst them is … Continue reading A.W.S.