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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Stepping Up to the Plate
May24

Stepping Up to the Plate

I was about nine years old when my parents would come home from work, shut their bedroom door behind them, and start arguing.  There wasn’t a pillow large enough that could hide me from the sound.  Parents try preparing their children for everything, but not this.  I’d leave the house to the nearby junior high where boys my same age practiced baseball.  You’d hear things like, “Two down,” from the chubby one with gear on behind home...

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Change is Good
Jan16

Change is Good

While driving to work this morning, I got honked at. I could have predicted it. I’m cruising in the middle lane, speed limit of 45, and my right turn was coming up in about a quarter of a mile. No music playing, no checking my phone; it’s just me, the road, and normal morning traffic conditions. I’m aware of the red two-door in the right lane, about two car lengths behind. I put my blinker on, giving it a second or two, and look over...

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Don’t Worry, Be Happy.  At Least, Try.
Dec04

Don’t Worry, Be Happy. At Least, Try.

I knew at some point I’d have increasing difficulty to write.  There are moments when I find the time and silence to marinate in thought, except I lack creativity and motivation.  It’s not like a light, I can’t simply turn it on.  My friend Kyle, whose words are written below, was one of the first persons I’ve spoken with about contributing to Full-Time Daddy as a guest blogger.  This helps me deliver original...

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Happy Thanksforgiving
Nov27

Happy Thanksforgiving

I woke up in yesterday’s clothes.  I pulled my phone from its charger – it’s midnight, creeping into morning.  I’m not surprised; I’ve been here before.  I notice the kitchen light was left on again.  Lazy.  I stare at the ceiling, kicking off my shoes; I take my socks off which makes my feet tingle from being on too long.  My chest is heavy and I’m breathing minimally.  I remind myself to take a deep breath.  It doesn’t help and I...

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