I’m not much of a handyman around the house. In fact, if the job requires anything above screwing in a light bulb, I’m probably going to mess it u p – at least once if not several times. Let me put it this way, with the amount of holes I’ve put in walls over the years, I should have bought stock in wall spackle; I’d be rich!
Projects around the house tend to be quite difficult for me, mainly because I have a complete lack of knowledge when it comes to anything like carpentry, plumbing or electrical. While calling a handyman whenever I need work done around my home is an easy fix, I’ve recently discovered an interest in sharpening my skills in these areas, so maybe I can avoid a handyman call or two in the future. Continue reading →
Kids are gross. There, I said it. For every moment someone wants to share some super-cute or adorable picture of their kid on social media, I think they should be forced to share at least 10 pictures of their kids when they’re not-so-cute.
You know, like when they have snot running down their face, or they’re sneezing without covering their mouth – which all parents know, somehow the spit from said sneeze ALWAYS lands on you…mainly in the facial region. Continue reading →
So here we are; we’re finally at the end of this month long celebration of women in my life. We started with the most important woman in my life – the Wife, and what would be more fitting that to close it out with someone who is the future of Women’s History, Baby Skully.
Earlier this week I was telling the Wife who was going to be featured in my last few posts in this project. She was obviously happy I was going to be talking about her best friend, concerned I was going to be talking about my mom, but over the moon excited I was going to write about Baby Skully. That’s when I realized, that in the just over 8 months she’s been with us, this will be the first time I have written a post featuring her. I wondered why that was, other than I have been lazy about posting in 2017. Was I scared or nervous to talk about her? Did I not feel connected to her enough to invest in a post? Or is she just boring and there isn’t much to write about an 8 month old? Well, who cares, because we’re here now. Continue reading →
I bet you didn’t expect this curve ball coming, did you? If you’ve been here for any amount of time, you’ve read about my abusive past with my mother, and if not, you might want to hit up the archives.
I’ve been doing a lot of soul-searching and evaluating of my life recently. I don’t know, maybe it’s because every day it feels like 40 is getting closer and closer (because it literally is dummy, that’s how days work. Ugh, this guy). One of the major things I’ve landed on, even though I’m still trying to reconcile it in my mind, is that two things that are opposite of each other can still coexist in the world of truth. And this is causing havoc as I try to relate it to my past. Did that make any sense? Ok, here’s an example: you can love someone but not like them. Or in my case, you can not love someone at all, or even like them, but you can admire them? Continue reading →
Maybe it’s my cynical nature, or maybe I’ve become too hardened over the years, but the more I look at the generation behind me, and the one following them, it feels like something is missing. Well, a lot of things to be honest, but none more than the ability to value others above yourself, or to put it plainly – friendship.
I feel like my generation is the last that will truly know what it means to be friends with someone; real friends, not just the kind of friends social media has created. We’re the last generation who can truly say we were raised pre and post internet, when you actually had to invest in building relationships. I know, this is sounding like I’m just seconds away from screaming, “Get off my lawn”, and I’m sorry for that. But this is the one thing I can’t seem to reconcile about the younger generation these days, especially when I look at some of the people in my life and see what a true friend looks like. It saddens me to thinkthey’ll never really know that feeling. Continue reading →
When friends without children ask to describe what it’s like having kids (why you would ever ask this, I have no idea), I tell them, “Raising kids is very much like listening to the music on the radio today; it sucks!” Ok, it doesn’t just suck. Sometimes it can be fun, and who knows, after a while you might even grow to like it. Oh, and it’s really fun when you can make fun of it. Of course I’m talking about the music; the kids still suck.
If you spend even one minute on social media; and let’s face it, if you’re a red blooded human being, you’re on there most of your day like everyone else, you’ve seen at least one video doing a parody of a song you know. And most likely, it’s parents doing it – moms to be more specific. Continue reading →
Poetry is one of the aspect of the literary/writing world that I have never gotten the hang of. Shit, let’s be honest, I barely have a handle on writing as it is. But, during my time spent in the blogging world, I have met some writers that create some of the most beautiful poetry. So good that I would rather hear than recite a poem that just came up with, than a blog post they have been stewing on or a while. And that’s in no way a knock on their writing; their poetry is just that good.
Maybe my lack of poetic understanding is why life has always seemed so unfair to me. They say life is poetic, and I guess if I understood that more, or how to tap into that world I wouldn’t have such a harsh outlook on life. But then…then I think about some of the people I’ve become acquainted with over the last few years. The kind of people that you hear about the roller coaster that is their life; the struggles they’ve have lived, and then listen to their outlook on life, and you might find yourself thinking, This person is crazy! But, wasn’t the same said about many of the greats? Continue reading →
One of the major pitfalls of getting married and having kids is the increased chances of losing ourselves; our individuality; what makes us unique. The struggle to reclaim that identity, or even the scary realization that you may have not had one to begin with, can be enough to drive a wedge in a marriage, or keep someone in a relationship when they are unhappy. But what if that relationship ends, and you now find yourself with no idea where to go next.
In the past, and maybe even now to a degree, it feels as if women are facing this more than men. While the number of stay at home dad is on the rise, as is traditional households where the woman is the primary source of income, it still seems like society looks at women as losing their identity within the family construct. Even if the woman is the primary bread winner, much of society will refer to Jane as Joe’s wife, instead of referring to them as equals. This kind of societal patriarchy can cause huge identity issues when a long-term relationships ends. Continue reading →