Day One.

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Sometimes life seems like a big pile of blah.

A Kind Word… abortion.

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Abortion is such a kind word…

Beautiful…

you are beautiful

My eyes do not lie to me. You are beautiful.

Grieving the Giver…

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A hypothetical man was praying to God one day. The man waited for a reply.
What he got was silence.

Caramel Cookies (karamellkaker)

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I don’t normally post recipes…

…but this one is not just a delicious treat, it is a fond memory of love. If you think back on your childhood – I’m 45, if you’re wondering – you discover that many of your happiest memories have a element of food attached to them. Continue Reading…

Husbands. My brothers. This is good stuff.

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The other night I was sitting with my family, most of whom are very successfully married. We were going in a circle giving our best marriage advice to my little sister on the eve of her wedding. It’s somewhat of a family tradition.
But that’s not what blows. What really blows is that I realized I don’t have any good marriage advice to give. After all, I’ve never had a successful marriage out of the two marriages I did have.

Dad & Son…

We started a new thing yesterday.

 

We walked.

We ran.

We talked.

Did push-ups.

We laughed.

We attempted some stuff…

And failed.

Together.

It was awesome.

I love being your Dad.

I love you.

Ten questions to ask a pro-choice politician or their supporters

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Like me or hate me because of this, it does not matter to me.
I’m firm on this, so if you want to call me names, feel free to comment…

Life: Interrupted

It was…

…a long day at work—ten hours.
Arriving home, I discovered things in a shambles. Dinner not started. Dishes not done. And my wife still working feverishly in her office to satisfy a deadline commitment.

There was a time when I would have just said, “Let’s go out for dinner.”

But in today’s economy, that kind of attitude can add up quickly in the financial column.

Now, although I had other plans for the evening, there was an obvious need. My kids were hungry. My wife was on track workwise, but needed a domestic assist. My dream of a relaxing night after a hard day’s work kicked to the curb.

Kaput.

Interrupted.

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You are loved.

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I love you too much to allow you to live the life of a lazy, disorganized, loudmouthed reactionary fool. You are much too precious for that.

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