I have grown a beard and received a number of comments and comparisons, some possibly cool, some possibly not and some, well, that call for a trim.
Growing older (aka the midlife crisis)
As children grow up, parents grow older.
I’m doing my hardest to ignore this fact. The trouble is, my body’s not playing along. It’s started to slow even as my kids become faster runners, and as I lose my ability to crouch and light the oven with a match. I’ve got to get on my knees.
What does all this mean?
Don’t tell me. I’ll ignore any of the relevance.
Sometimes there's nothing better than a road trip for good conversation.
Will old push-button telephones or, gasp, rotary dial phones make a comeback? They are easier on the environment, and today's kids like that.
I am a father of three and rounding out in the belly, but I can still surf, run and swim fine at 44. It is my hair that is not holding out well.
Thanksgiving brings back memories of dreams, those achieved and those, well, not yet...
I am no longer part of the young generation... but I'm ignoring that fact.