We landed in Dallas almost an hour late, but still needed to make our connecting flight to Oklahoma City.
All in Family
We landed in Dallas almost an hour late, but still needed to make our connecting flight to Oklahoma City.
Re-Post from an earlier blog:
When I first was separated from my ex-wife, Arlene, my three kids were all under 10 years old. When Christmas came around that year I knew it was going to be hard — maybe not so much for the kids, but for me (selfish).
If you heard this one side of my cell phone conversation, what would you think?
"Hello, yeah, is he gone?"
(muffled reply)
"What? You said he'd be gone by 5:45. I'm not just going to keep driving around waiting for him to leave."
Spent the last week of July this year down in Belmar, New Jersey in the bottom half of my ex-sister-in-law’s two family house. Its a great house, equidistant between the beach and the center-of-town. However, my favorite thing to do is, at the end of the day, after the sun goes, is plant myself on the front section of her wrap around porch.
For the past two years, I have almost exclusively listened to True Crime Podcasts while driving in my car. When I find other people who are also interested in these podcasts, love to tell each other some of the stories we’ve heard. Some famous, some not-so-much.
I am often asked where I get the ideas for my blog. Usually, I answer its the stuff that happens with my kids, ex-wife, family, and just every day life.
My apologies to any bagpipe players out there, but it all ends up good in the end…
For two days, in the blistering heat, the driveway and yard were covered with tables and blankets that housed mostly junk that people donated because they didn’t want to throw them away.