Many years ago I stood by my wife as we met our oldest son for the first time. We're about to celebrate that big guy's birthday and the joy he brings into our lives (a solid 82% of the time), but every year I'm reminded of seeing my wife become my absolute favorite person again … Continue reading My Favorite Person
"Kitchen looks great. Thanks," said an appreciative Deck as he entered the room. "Wait. Why is the kitchen so clean?" His appreciation gave way to fear. He knew what this level of clean meant. Amy, from the other side of the kitchen, turned to stare with wide, anxious at her husband, her yellow rubber gloved … Continue reading Deck and Amy and the Visit
"Stop," Katie said from behind her paperback. "What?" Questioned Calvin, just trying to get out the door and to the store. "Go change you clothes," Katie ordered. Her paperback novel now in her lap, hands still holding either side to prevent losing her page. "What's wrong with this?" Calvin asked, moving his hands around to … Continue reading The Outfit
Julion was not sure where the compulsion came from, but the stack of junk mail sitting on the dining room table just had to be opened right then. "Oh, sweetie, check it out," he said, holding a tri-folded piece of marketing jargon laced mail up to his wife, "the APR on this card offer is crazy low. … Continue reading The Incident
"Now comes the less exciting part of the process, the warranty talk. You two will most certainly want a warranty on that shiny ring there," the salesman said. The two soon to be wed ring shoppers were handed a piece of paper and instructed to review the various clauses. "You have a fairly standard warranty … Continue reading Warranty
Palmer was obviously agitated and in no mood to be 'messed with'. This was, of course, the perfect invitation for Lyndi to throw pretzels at his head. "Stop it, Lyn," he said to his annoying wife. Another pretzel landed, and remained, in his ear moments later. "I've a work thing to finish and the theme song from Dirty Dancing … Continue reading Pretzels and Projects
There's a lot of trust that goes into a marriage. My wife a real DIY fan, which is pretty great since we have two highly destructive little people in our house (I'm being nice here, I don't know why. The toddler can't read. He's the one that breaks stuff, we can't have nice things because … Continue reading Plastic Walls?