TEMPTED BY THE FRUIT OF ANOTHER

I thought I could control myself, but I couldn’t. I thought that this was behind me, but I was wrong.

I think about you all the time. You occupy my mind all hours of the day. When I’m at the park with Ellie, I think about how we can be together. When I’m driving, you dictate which route I take so I can see you. I wonder if anyone can tell. Can they see my wandering eyes? Do they notice our unspoken bond? Did I get rid of the evidence in time? I yearn to be with you. I ache for you. Actually my stomach aches. Yes, you guessed it. I’m having an affair, a food affair.

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DOUGH!

Could it be!? Is it true!? Don’t say that it’s so! has closed!? NOOO!

I love donuts and I considered myself privileged to live within walking distance of what had to be one of the best neighborhood bakeries around. Not only was it a small, non-chain, independently owned, local bakery, but it was right smack in the middle of the neighborhood. It was perfect.

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AT A BOY!? REALLY!?

A few weeks ago I posted the story of my lost man bag that contained my camera.  It was a total bummer and I had quickly given up any hopes of it being found.  But today you can read the surprising and unexpected happy ending to the case of the missing man bag.  To read the story, click here.

SUMMERTIME!

Summer is officially here! Spring was practically nonexistent, making it seem like we went from March directly into June. I’ve been feeling a little behind like I lost a month or two. And God knows . So instead of feeling behind, busy, stressed and frazzled, I’m determined to slow down and soak up summer while I can. Summer’s here and I’ll be sporting my shades, enjoying the sounds, scents and the scenes of summertime.

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BECOMING “MOM”

I’ve been at this stay-at-home dad job for a little more than a year now. I have to say that during this time I’ve learned a lot, but I’ve also gone through some major changes without even realizing it. I’ll be the first to admit I’m not your typical “man’s man.”

I don’t like fishing, camping, hunting, beef jerky or sports. The only Detroit Tigers players I’m familiar with are from the 1984 World Series team, like Chet Lemon and Lou Whitaker. I think the best part about going to a sporting event is the food. Everything seems more exciting with a big bowl of nachos and a hot dog.

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