Please Allow Me To Introduce Myself
We recently had a spike in followers on the FTD page, gaining about 1,000 per day over the last week and a half. I wanted to make sure you understood exactly what you were following, and sharing about who I was and who I am today. Sorry for any grammatical errors, I’m writing this on a whim. Hi. My name is Jon and three years ago I decided to start a blog called Full-Time Daddy – mainly because I already owned the...
Leggo My Ego
I’m learning more about myself than when the distraction of another relationship is present. As far as dating goes, history proves I’m not very good at it. The desire for a relationship is stronger than having the patience necessary to find the right person. So, as a result, I jump from relationship to relationship, with an average length of about a year. I’m growing weary of this pattern, becoming hardened within, and it’s beginning...
48 Hours of Online Dating
I signed up for online dating again after a two-year hiatus and roughly 48 hours later, I was pressing cancel and delete before my thumbs caught an STD. The amount of boobs displayed would put a Ron Jeremy video to shame. It’s not for me. The flipside is I’ve heard success stories of wonderful connections, flights that would have otherwise been missed if it wasn’t for online dating. My problem is an unwillingness to sift through the...
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...
Six Things I Didn’t Do Yesterday
Olive and I were eating at Johnny Rockets in Bakersfield on New Year’s Day. She likes to sit at the bar, spin in her seat, and people watch. I do too. An absolutely gorgeous woman walks in with two small children, a boy and a girl. They sit a few seats down from us, meaning they like the bar scene also. My first order of business is to look for a ring. It’s the polite thing to do, right? No ring. Woohoo! The local news shows up with a...
Hi. I’m Jon.
