Brayden Got Home and Thanos Snapped His Fingers

We all love those clips of soldiers and sailors coming home, greeting or surprising their loved ones, hugging everyone and laughing and so forth. Ever wonder what’s on the other side of those? Like, what does the next day look like? Why, balance in the universe, of course, which as we know from holy writ,Continue reading “Brayden Got Home and Thanos Snapped His Fingers”

Your Big-Cheeked Butt Is Slappin

This morning, we got out of bed and stripped our sheets. Dobby, however, was not ready to roll, so Lauren snapped a photo of him and sent it to the Goons. Lindsay responded instantly with Mood and That’s how I feel rn. A few moments later, she added, He looks so cheeked up in thatContinue reading “Your Big-Cheeked Butt Is Slappin”

Brayden Was on a Boat

At 11:35 this morning, we got this text from Brayden: GOOOOOODDDDDD F—IN MORNING HAWAIIIIIIII. So first of all, great job on the Good Morning Vietnam reference. And second, welcome back, Brayden! The USS Taylor Swift was in the process of pulling in to port, and Brayden and Lucia were to be reunited after six weeks.Continue reading “Brayden Was on a Boat”

On the Trail of Moby-Dick

For the first time in five years, we do not have a kid preparing for the Massachusetts All State Wrestling tournament this week, meaning that our Presidents’ Day had no agenda. Graham had to work at Chick-Fil-A, so it was up to Lauren and me to entertain ourselves. If you haven’t learned by now, there’sContinue reading “On the Trail of Moby-Dick”

Dobby Will Not Hike

On Sunday mornings, I try to change up the routine by taking Dobby for a hike in the woods behind the house. I prefer this because I don’t have to clean up his poop, and I also don’t feel obligated to be going any pace—it’s mental and physical exercise for him but is a dayContinue reading “Dobby Will Not Hike”

No Marshmallow

We have had five pregnancies and four babies but neither of those for more than fifteen years. In fact, owing to Lauren’s type 1 diabetes and a discussion around how it should not always be on the woman to prevent pregnancy, a few years ago I saw the doctor for the procedure (which side note,Continue reading “No Marshmallow”

Did You Get the Memo?

Over lunch, I often take Dobby outside for some exercise and mental stimulation. I usually break this into two parts: a hike in the woods where he can smell things, go off trail, and explore followed by returning home to play soccer in the yard. By far, his favorite thing on earth is playing soccer,Continue reading “Did You Get the Memo?”

Everything Is Out to Get Me

Bear with me through a list of sorts. In the last six months, we’ve had to deal with the following. Six weeks ago, we started smelling furnace exhaust in the living room. We called our furnace guy. He came over twice and improved the efficiency of the furnace markedly, which improved the output of exhaust,Continue reading “Everything Is Out to Get Me”

A Red-Hot Engagement Anniversary

On Tuesday, Lauren posted about the twenty-fifth anniversary of our engagement, and everyone understood it and congratulated her (and us) appropriately, instead of confusing it for our wedding anniversary, and I am quite irritated about this because I am the clear communicator around here and you all did not understand my post a couple yearsContinue reading “A Red-Hot Engagement Anniversary”

Fairy Order Must Be Restored and a Dispatch from the USS Taylor Swift

I was away for thirty-six hours on a business trip, and when I came home, I found that everything had fallen apart and that’s it every man for himself here at Greenhill Manor. Inasmuch as I am the only full-grown adult man at Greenhill Manor, that means it’s me for myself. The Fairy System utterlyContinue reading “Fairy Order Must Be Restored and a Dispatch from the USS Taylor Swift”