Tiny beads of sweat begin to break out on my forehead as we creep closer. My salivary glands shut down and my mouth fills with cotton as the line in which we are standing becomes shorter and shorter. Soon it will be our turn. Despite all of the packing, preparation, and rehearsing, I am still reeling with doubt. “We’ll never pull this off,” I think as the gatekeeper … [Read more...]
In-dad-equate Part 3: Lucky to be Alive
I never hesitate to write and laugh about embarrassing details of my life and experiences as a father, but I dreaded writing this one. I knew I would have to in order to fill out this Bad Dad trilogy which was my stupid idea anyway so I could have just changed the rules and said,” Y’know what? This is the first trilogy to have two parts only.”, but then this … [Read more...]
In-dad-equate: Pt.1 : A Dull Dad

Coppola created The Godfather trilogy. Jackson created The Lord of the Rings trilogy. Nolan created The Dark Knight trilogy. Lucas created the Star Wars trilogy (I’m not counting the prequels. Neither should you). This shall be my trilogy. It will not be nearly as good as the above trilogies (well it may be as good as Sofia Coppola’s performance in Godfather III, but … [Read more...]
Love My Kids? Yawn.

Okay this one’s either going to be really sweet, really boring, or both. Every now and then I’ll go back and reread some of my old Daddy’s Den blogs. I do this to inspire ideas, break any writer’s block I may be going through, or just to confirm that I am indeed a complete amateur hacky writer. One pattern I’ve noticed in many of these articles is… they’re … [Read more...]
T.G.I.M.

Phew. Man, I'm exhausted. It's been rough and I struggled to get through it, but I made it to my favorite day of the week. Yup. Monday is here. Look, don't get me wrong. Obviously I would much rather be at home than my job. I still look forward to the weekends. For instance I have to get up at 6:30 on weekdays to get everybody ready for school. On weekends my kids … [Read more...]
Loud and Proud

“EVERYBODY SHUT UP!” Yup. That’s exactly what I yelled. It was not my best Dad moment. I calmed down and continued to run the bath. Sometimes you just snap, y’know? And it wasn’t like it was a particularly bad day or night. I mean it was as loud as it usually is in my house. And I guess that’s why I snapped. Because…it’s always really loud in my house. … [Read more...]
Look Out. Here Comes Tomorrow.

The last time I checked I wasn’t a fifteen year old girl from the 60s, but I was surprised at how affected I was by the death of Davy Jones last week. Then again I guess it makes sense. I was a Monkees fan before I was a Beatles fan (and anyone who knows me knows there ain’t no bigger Beatles fan). My brother and I used to come home from school and watch the reruns … [Read more...]
This Week's Fantasy

I come downstairs and see my 5 year old practicing his piano. He’s practicing a song he wrote called “Riding the Waves”. It’s a little derivative of “Breathe Me” by Sia but he’s added some nice changes. If he can add a strong bridge, he’ll have a hit on his hands. And yes I know I sound casual, but I am constantly amazed that my five year old son made up a … [Read more...]
Woah! You Kiss Your Mother With That Mouth?

Is it me? When did little kids get such big attitudes? Look I love my five year old son, but sometimes the mouth on this kid makes Damien from the Omen look like Opie from the Andy Griffith Show. He fights me on everything. He talks back. He disobeys. He throws tantrums. I would blame it on my less than adequate parental techniques and I do tend to be inconsistent with … [Read more...]



