Below is a post I wrote almost 6 years ago for a different blog, so excuse the dated references and crappy grammar. I wrote this upon the announcement of the repeal of Don’t Ask Don’t Tell. This is my favorite story to tell when people ask what it was like being in the military. I always think about the friends I made, and the close relationship I built during those years…with all of my battle buddies, Black, White, Latino, straight, and gay. I wanted all my friends to know how important they are to me, but this story was meant for one man in particular who was a very dear friend while I served, and still is to this very day. Nothing will ever change the fact that these men and women were, are, and always will be my family. So, on this Veterans Day, I share this story with you. Continue reading →
By now, I’m certain you’ve heard the recent offensive and demeaning comments made by Donald Trump. Oh, I’m sorry, I know that was vague, what, with that kind of thing being a daily occurrence now.
Of course, I’m referencing the comments made on audio from an appearance on Access Hollywood in 2005, where Mr. Trump bragged about trying to sleep with a married woman, and went on to admit being a celebrity allows certain privileges; one being sexual assault against women. Continue reading →
How many times have you found yourself thinking, “Man, if I could only go back and talk to my younger self.” If only I could tell them to make better choices.” We’ve all thought that. It comes with getting older.
Sure, if we could go back we’d warn our younger selves about the downfalls of not doing better in school, choosing different career paths, picking who we spend our time with better, and most certainly, taking better care of our bodies. I know I would. But what do you think your future self would say to you right now? What if the *right now* you needed the talking to? What would it sound like? Continue reading →
On Saturday June 18, 2016, I had the honor of taking part in one of the most amazing events I will probably every witness in my lifetime. From the outside it probably appeared to be a simple gathering of moms, ranging from pregnant to trying to corral a toddler or 2. Probably something you’ve seen every day in malls, parks and playgrounds alike. But, it was so much more.
My wife, who many of you know runs the page MamaChakra, recently became a Warrior Mom Ambassador for Postpartum Progress. With this title came the responsibility of putting together and organizing the yearly #ClimbOut of Darkness event for our area of Alexandria, VA. Continue reading →
Yup, you might have noticed a little tweak in title this week. That’s because this week I’m only showcasing dads because…..Father’s Day, duh! And don’t let people lie to you either, dads are really funny.
Give your dad, husband, grandfather, whatever the real gift he wants this Father’s Day; laugh at his damn jokes, AND mean it when you do. We spend a lot of time trying to entertain you ingrates. Now…enjoy Continue reading →
I’ve talked before how I wasn’t ever sure I wanted to have kids of my own. I was content in being selfish. I enjoyed not having any major responsibilities, outside of paying my rent, and having enough money to go hang out with my friends after the bills were paid.
Even after I started dating my wife; we would go on winery tours or weekend-long trips to Vegas at a moment’s notice like we didn’t have a care in the world. Because we didn’t. Then this funny thing happens. You get married, you start taking life a little more seriously; you start settling down, and naturally the conversation of having kids comes up. Even then, I wasn’t sure I wanted kids. Continue reading →
If you’re anything like the Wife and I, you’re what’s known as a hot mess. Ok, maybe we’re not that bad, but clutter really seems to rule our life.
It’s understandable, to a point. We both work long hours, and take care of our son, so the last thing we’re thinking about when we get home, or have some rare down-time, is picking up and cleaning around the house. I would have to say the area we let lapse the most is going through our mail and putting it in the proper place (like the trash can). Continue reading →