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Go with the flow…

But keep your plunger handy.

Stark Raving Dad

  • This is the post I was planning to post in the beginning of NOVEMBER!  Needless to say that didn’t happen… because of course, the holidays “happened”.  And it’s just now, that I’m finally looking back to realize I never quite finished my post.  So without further ado – my homage to our new garbage disposal… Today, I’m excited.  No, I’m THRILLED! to be getting a new garbage disposal!  That’s right – a garbage disposal!!  You never realize how import

Stark Raving Dads are formed in the fiery forges of constant motion and catastrophe. With kids – we learn we may never have a free moment again, Mom no longer appreciates our sarcastic humor, and that we weren’t completely ready. But you are not alone! There are millions of Stark Raving Dads just like you – utilizing a strong sense of self-preservation, and conveniently overlooking loaded diapers.

 

This blog is my chance to share with other Stark Raving Dads. Its also a great spot to “test drive” new poems, spotlight the “challenges” of fatherhood, and ignore the peanut butter smudges on my armrests. My parental control is being tested everyday… and it all happens – right here!

  • This is the post I was planning to post in the beginning of NOVEMBER!  Needless to say that didn’t happen… because of course, the holidays “happened”.  And it’s just now, that I’m finally looking back to realize I never quite finished my post.  So without further ado – my homage to our new garbage disposal… Today, I’m excited.  No, I’m THRILLED! to be getting a new garbage disposal!  That’s right – a garbage disposal!!  You never realize how important something is until it’s not working.  And in our household a garbage disposal is king!  I couldn’t believe how much the dishes backed up, once we couldn’t start using the sink.  Basically, a backed-up disposal means the sink is filled – which means its overflows into the dishwasher  -which means no one’s doing dishes.  Which I kinda new, but never really realized how catastrophic it could be.  Yeah… it’s been a major mess. In this painfully messy process, I also suddenly......

  • I’m just gonna say it… KIDS DON’T CARE.  Seriously.  If you have a headache.  Or if you’re tired.  Or if you’re in a bad mood.  Or if you’re stressed.  Or if you’ve got money issues.  Or if you’re having trouble at your job.  They -don’t – care!  They’re all about just enjoying the moment.  And frankly… that’s the way it should be. I’m stating this, because every so often I find myself getting mad at the boys because they’re screaming/fighting/going nuts when I’m in the middle of a tight deadline or (insert your stressful situation here).  Granted, they shouldn’t be “screaming/fighting/going nuts” and that should be addressed, but the fact that I’ve got a tight deadline really shouldn’t be their concern.  So when I’m yelling “I’ve got a tight deadline!”  It doesn’t really register with their sensibilities.  They just know I’m mad.  Frankly, when they’re suddenly silent and staring at me, I know they’re just thinking – “what a cranky......

Stark Raving Dads are formed in the fiery forges of constant motion and catastrophe. With kids – we learn we may never have a free moment again, Mom no longer appreciates our sarcastic humor, and that we weren’t completely ready. But you are not alone! There are millions of Stark Raving Dads just like you – utilizing a strong sense of self-preservation, and conveniently overlooking loaded diapers.

 

This blog is my chance to share with other Stark Raving Dads. Its also a great spot to “test drive” new poems, spotlight the “challenges” of fatherhood, and ignore the peanut butter smudges on my armrests. My parental control is being tested everyday… and it all happens – right here!

RESPONSIBILITY ARRIVES ON THE

WINDS OF DIAPER CHANGE.

Stark Raving Dad