Todd and I have taken up riding again, in a last ditch effort to get fit and lose weight before we just give up and lie on the couch drinking beer and watching Family Feud. So far we’ve had two rides – the first was a 13.6-mile cycle around our town, and the second almost … Continue reading Red Cups and BK and Bud Lite, Oh My! — A Cycling Tour Through Rural America
The Weekend, Food, and the Apocalypse
The 4th of July weekend, they call it, even though the 4th doesn’t actually fall on a weekend this year, but is in fact on Tuesday. But the fireworks and explosives junkies don’t let a little detail like that derail their plans to blow shit up and generally disturb whole neighborhoods and animals alike. FIVE … Continue reading The Weekend, Food, and the Apocalypse
The Weekend, Dreams, and Butthurt
I woke this morning from a terrible dream that involved the kids and my ex and Todd was in there somewhere too but incongruously juxtaposed with the ex, and there was this weird camp/event/gathering with strangers (who were friends in the dream but who I’ve never seen before in my life). We were having dinner … Continue reading The Weekend, Dreams, and Butthurt
Less Than 24 Hours
How long does it take for life to return to normal? Less than 24 hours. I met the ex at our usual spot to pick up the kids, and no sooner did I close the car door than they were at it. Opac was teasing Veruca about something, and she was loudly and adamantly … Continue reading Less Than 24 Hours
When the Kids Are Away
V and O are off enjoying the sunny shores of the Outer Banks this week and, while I will admit to feeling somewhat melancholy at their initial departure, I also knew it would be a week of much needed quiet and an opportunity to get shit done. Or, more accurately, time to up my Happy … Continue reading When the Kids Are Away
Sometimes Love Just Ain’t Enough
People have asked me why I’m not writing much… this is [one reason] why. Life is busier than I expected it would be these last three months. And now that school has let out – and Veruca’s softball season has ended – summer workouts for football have begun. The title of this post is kinda … Continue reading Sometimes Love Just Ain’t Enough
Where I’ve Been – May 2017 Edition
Once we cremated everybody and celebrated their individual lives, we returned to ours. Which is not to say that ours was anything close to normal. It was easily the busiest month I have known in a loooong time. Four straight days of training in Philly, leaving the house at 7 to arrive by 9 at … Continue reading Where I’ve Been – May 2017 Edition
Sometimes Life is A Country Song
My life doesn’t always read like a country song, but when it does... ***If you're pressed for time, I've made it easy for you - just read the bolded phrases. That snow storm that cut my San Francisco trip short was heavy and became solid ice hours afterward. Several days later as the sun melted … Continue reading Sometimes Life is A Country Song
The Shadow
It has been 10 days since my last confession. A lot has happened in those 10 days. But let’s back up for a minute. I very briefly hinted at a new addition to our family in a post about a month ago. It’s a bit of an involved story. Veruca and I had seen a … Continue reading The Shadow
Not Always How It Looks
I’ve had a plethora of thoughts about my next post, one of which was planned last week on a topic that has long bothered me about the business I’ve grown up in. I didn’t get it written before the weekend, and damn if it didn’t happen again and it not only pissed me off that … Continue reading Not Always How It Looks
The Tara Chronicles 