There was a time when I enjoyed the grocery store. Before kids, of course. After kids, when someone else is watching them and I got to go by myself. The paradise of silence, no whining or crying or attempt to run away from wherever I was. The pure luxury of it all. Wander down the spice aisle. Ask…
Category: Non-Parental Complaints and Celebrations
LOOKING THE OTHER WAY
I would like to thank the woman at the gym who was paying no attention to anything at all and ran right into me, jamming her giant German arm right into my balls and making me take a knee. I really would. It’s not every day that the world gets your attention so completely and abruptly without any…