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 →
I grew up in probably the greatest decade this planet will ever see – the 1980’s. As I watch my son grow and see him experience his childhood unfolding before him, I can’t help but think, “Man, are you missing out.”
I mean, everything was cooler in the 80’s. The music was far better than what’s out there today, the cartoons of the 80’s crush anything on TV right now, the TV shows were so much more original (Alf and Mr. Belvedere were two of my all-time favorites), and the movies…give me any movie from the 80’s and I’d throw it up against anything that’s in theaters now, and I guarantee, the 80’s movie would still hold up. Heck, half the movies out these days are either inspired by, ripoffs of, or straight up remakes of 80’s classics. Continue reading →
Well, June is upon us. And while that means for many people their kids will be bugging them 24/7 with complaints of being bored 15 minutes after waking up at 10:30am, and how hot it is, for a bunch of your favorite online jokesters, it means it’s time for another BlogU.
The annual meeting of many of your favorite online personalities in the Washington DC area, where we gather to talk all thing blogging, party it up a little, and let’s be honest…get away from our kids for a weekend. Since I can’t fit you all in my suitcase, I leave you with this week’s edition of the Funniest Stuff I Saw on the Internet This Week. Enjoy Continue reading →
I’ve been struggling lately. Questioning why I blog; what am I trying to achieve by writing, and even if I WANT to continue. Recently a friend was talking about her struggles with PPD (postpartum depression), and I commented how proud I am of my wife for trying to raise awareness for PPD through telling her own story, and how men need to be part of the solution too. And that’s when she said, “Mike, thank you for being one of the good ones.”
For as long as I can remember I have been told, “Mike, you’re one of the good ones.” Meaning I’m a good man. But that also means there are bad men? But how do we distinguish? How can we tell who is a good man, and who is a bad man? Well, this weekend I got some clarity on that question. Continue reading →