Love is Greek to Me
Feb12

Love is Greek to Me

Love has been a challenge. Searching for it, finding it, maintaining it, and enjoying it; all of it. Being a single dad, love with my daughters is easy. I have all the love in the world, unconditionally and in abundance. It’s raw and original. Giving and receiving love between my girls is effortless; I don’t have to think about it. It just happens. The Greeks call it storge, a natural affection. It’s a familial love primarily between...

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Valentine’s Day Gift Ideas for the Single Dad
Jan31

Valentine’s Day Gift Ideas for the Single Dad

This will be the first Valentine’s Day without a valentine in a very long time. The only reason I like the holiday is because I like how kids enjoy it. This was the best holiday as a child, giving me a reason to offer something to that cute girl in school without looking like a dweeb. As I get older, it’s like I’m forced to buy something for the one I love because all the cool kids do it. I don’t buy that crap; I never did what the...

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Am I Being Too Picky?
Jan08

Am I Being Too Picky?

I’m normally a relationship guy. My two prior relationships lasted a combined total of 36 months, minus the 3-month break in one of them. The funny thing about breaking up is time, and how much of it becomes available instantly. It feels like I’m skinny dipping, swimming faster than Michael Phelps even with my gargantuan amounts of body hair. My typical reaction would be to change my relationship status, reach out to the friends I...

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The Waiter That Saved Christmas
Dec25

The Waiter That Saved Christmas

I went to a small Mexican restaurant after Christmas shopping the other night. I had been there before but not for a few years. I showed up at 7:05, minutes after their happy hour menu ended. I wasn’t there for the beer, I wanted their Chile Verde Nachos, for half the price than the regular menu. Damn, and I barely missed it. The waiter walked over with a basket of chips, and salsa that was about to say, “Merry Christmas,” to my...

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‘I Want to Pee Like Daddy’
Sep12

‘I Want to Pee Like Daddy’

Two-year-olds aren’t made to be quiet, so when my daughter left the room and a few minutes of silence followed, it caused alarm. When I followed her, I found her atop the step stool with her hands on her cheeks, elbows on her knees with a pout. The most beautiful combination of words rolled out of her mouth like poetry: “I want to pee like daddy.” That was 10 years ago, when I was a 21-year-old boy with a daughter. I...

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