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Sunday morning bowling date

I haven’t bowled in years. So it was fun to get an invitation from a buddy who was taking his kids to the bowling alley this morning. I asked Bella if she’s ever bowled (knowing the answer). But she said now but wanted to give it a try. So we checked out the bowling alley. Had a blast. I’m terrible – and never got to a point where I would score very high because of my...

Dads and miscarriage: it’s sucks for everyone

If you’ve ever dealt with a miscarriage, I don’t have to tell you how frustrating, sad and awful it is. My wife Tara and I have dealt with our fair share and wished we hadn’t, but that’s life. We’ve found over time, the pain remains, but gets better when you work through it together. And for Dads and miscarriage, it’s not much easier. I learned a lot through...

My Sunday date with IKEA

I’m writing this to you in a near-comatose state. If you really want to have a blast, go to IKEA and build stuff all day. You’ll hardly be able to move by the time it’s bedtime. And that’s where I am today. The countdown for the arrival of our daughter is on, so I need to take every waking free moment to crush out some work on the nursery. Today was finishing up her closet...

It’s not a shower, it’s a sprinkle?

Guys never really have it figured out. But boy, we learn quickly when we have to. Did you know that a baby shower for your second kid isn’t shower. They call it a sprinkle, allegedly. I mean, it makes sense. Today, the lovely ladies in Orlando (friends and family) threw a beautiful ‘sprinkle’ for Tara. The room was made up beautifully at the Alfond Inn in Winter Park. It’s...

Never too late to be thankful for what you’ve got

It’s been a week. Despite going down hard with a case of Strep Throat, I’ve been inundated with depressing news. Not within my circle (thank goodness), but just in general. In TV News, there’s no shortage of awful stories. It’s the reason a lot of you don’t watch local TV News anymore. I get it. But I still work in it and have to read the stories. Whether it was the...

Man, do pets hate storms

It’s late on this Thursday, and we’re staring at a wall of hell coming at us on the radar. It’s always more sinister looking than it is (well, I guess in my case). Tell that to those who’ve had their properties destroyed by straight-line winds and tornadoes. I’ve been through my fair share of dicey storms. This one coming at us should be hitting any minute, but...

I’ve been hit by the Strep train

I’ve always enjoyed the feeling of a thousands knives stabbing the back of my throat. Strep and I were always friends (especially in the younger years). But to get it at age 40 is some B.S. What started as the infamous ‘tickle’ in the back of the throat turned sinister. What I thought was allergies (silly boy), morphed into the thousand throat lashings, full body ache and...

So winning a Super Bowl can be done

First off, congratulations to the Kansas City Chiefs on the big win. I was pulling for them. And the only reason is that after 50 years of waiting, I feel the fans deserve that as well. It tells me, it can happen. Am I bitter? Yes. I am a Minnesota Vikings fan and as I age, I tend to take losing a lot better. As a teenager, I just couldn’t understand why the Vikes couldn’t win the big...

Time to get the baby nursery together

Baby Brooklyn arrives on March 26.  Well, that’s the plan anyway. Which means there is less than two months before she’s bundled up and on her way home. So it’s time to get the nursery together. My wife has a concept in mind (thank goodness). And no, the black swatches does not mean we’re brining a child into a depressed dark room with no light. You’ll have to wait...

January 29th: Never a great day

I’ve never been a fan of today’s date. It was this day, 24 years ago that my cousin was killed. It wasn’t a tragic accident or medical issue. It was murder. And it’s still hard to talk about. But it’s good to talk about and remember him because he was a special guy. He helped a lot of people. And he was loved by even more. I was only 16 when my cousin died. I...

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