Smelly Feet

It's 8 pm on a Sunday night.  The Oscars are on tv and my wife, my two daughters and I laying on the couch being lazy.  Blankets everywhere, people fighting for that extra inch of space.  When it becomes evident there is an odor in the room.  My youngest finds it first and tells the... Continue Reading →

Socks and War

My kids shower at different times of the day.  Mostly at night, sometimes in the morning, but I can always tell when my youngest has showered.  No, it's not because the shower curtain is never closed shut, or that the mirror is streaky from the towel they used to wipe the steam from it, or... Continue Reading →

About the Blogger

Hello everyone! Marks blog has officially been taken over by a couple members of his tribe. As some of you may know today is Marks 40th birthday. So we decided since he loves to tell you about us we would in turn tell him and all of you who Mark, the weird beard blogger is... Continue Reading →

Mug

His morning coffee steamed from his favorite mug  It was too hot to drink so he stared off into space for a few minutes.  He remembered the day the mug was given to him.  It was 25 years ago on a lazy Sunday morning in the middle of June.  His daughter, Christine, tip toed into... Continue Reading →

Circles

One of my favorite music artists died on September 7, 2018.  But, recently his team came out with the record he was working on when he died.  I know that music is subjective, I know I would be bias when I heard it, but it is fantastic.  It is Mac Miller's Circles album if you... Continue Reading →

Inspire

Inspiration can come from lots and lots of different places.  It can be large, like say something like the Ice Bucket Challenge and getting lots and lots of money raised for charity, or something extremely small, like observing someone holding a door for someone and reminding you the world is still an okay place.  Maybe... Continue Reading →

Alone

He held his hand out to thumb a ride out of this place.  As with most of his adventures he wasn't sure where he was going, but he knew he had gotten all he could out of this small town on the edge of South Carolina.  He had loved his time being able to dip into... Continue Reading →

Co-Parenting

Being a divorced parent must be almost impossible.  Raising kids SUCKS lots of the times, and raising them with someone you hate or someone who hates you must make it a billion times harder.  Like, let's say your wife cheats on you or leaves you, and you are emotionally broken, but you have to put... Continue Reading →

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