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Originally Posted August 30, 2007 at Desperately Seeking Sanity...

Today would've been my 10 year wedding anniversary…

It didn't dawn on me until I was looking at my post again about my dinner out with Sondra… and some more math…

funny how we forget some things…

I don't typically dwell in the past… there's a passage from a book I once read that states…

We will not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on… Continue

1. Pick up son from Teen Center. Head to Football Parent's Meeting.

2. Ask son if he has his equipment.

3. Smile when he says yes.

4. Ask if he has his cleats.

5. Scowl when you are turning around to go get said cleats.

6. Get cleats and turn back around.

7. Head to Football Parents Meeting, again

8. Arrive before the coach starts talking cheering that you weren't the last parent to arrive.

9. Sit on the ground because it's hot and you're tired.

10. Stand up because you sat in an ant pi… Continue

There was a time that when I decided I wanted to go to bed, I would simply fall in the bed. I didn’t have to worry about lunches being packed, 5,000 Legos being picked up so that you could again walk through the living room without killing your feet, or ensure that all permission slips were signed and ready to return the next morning. Of course, those were also that times that my days extended well into the wee hours of the morning, large amounts of alcohol were consumed, and cabs were always th… Continue

Oh where should I begin?

I'm sitting here, in the dark and quiet. Well, it's not completely quiet. There's Christmas music playing in the background.

And it's not completely dark, for that matter. My tree, my Christmas tree, is glowing in front of me.

I've been staring at it since the kids went to bed. Staring and listening.

I do believe that this is the best tree that we've ever have and I can't tell you why. It's probably a combination of many things…the fact that there are just enough orn… Continue

Dear Members of the Fury:

Girls, I'm sorry. I know that I'm your coach, but really, I was only supposed to be a coach in name only. That's the way that it was supposed to work. The other two coaches weren't supposed to go off camping in August and miss a practice and leave me there all by myself to teach you how to play a better game.

I'm not sure I could teach you how to play a mediocre game. You already know that you're supposed to go down the field kicking the ball (otherwi… Continue