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Archive for January, 2011

If a dog has a bone to gnaw on he will not chase a car for an hour. If the winged ones have birdhouses for their young, they will not make droppings on a doorway. If a river flows it will not be stagnant.

Sometimes I wonder why my relationship went stagnant with my last spouse before I found out she was gnawing on a bone before she flew the coop. It’s then that I realize it’s not me that has to put up with her and go make a turkey sandwich.

There are those that get their art prints online and there are those of us that merely print out black and white pictures on our printer and hang in frames ourselves.

One trick I started a few years ago was recycling my wife’s picture frames this way. No idea what I did with her pictures, no different than what she’d been doing with herself. The big difference is it’s better she not be in my life framed or otherwise.

The kids have picked up all their packaging and in the rush of things I didn’t get any football gifts for the upcoming Superbowl. Having Christmas, a birthday, New Year’s Day all taken care of, something had to fall between the cracks.

The other option is to go outside and find yet another rock to wrap in paper before the game for my kids. It’s not like they weren’t thankful the last time I did that, but then again I didn’t get a single hug from the goldfish for my efforts.

Being a dad isn’t easy. Being a single dad’s harder. Until one puts their foot down and threatens removal of WiFi and Xbox accounts if one doesn’t get kisses and hugs gratuitiously.

I’m just sayin’.