Off the Pan, Into the Fire

My journey through the realm of raising our sons...

Thursday, March 17, 2011

How one tries to rhyme their way out of trouble...

"But Daddy, I said shit on me, not spit on me."

Sunday, March 06, 2011

The party's over...

The tour has begun. Next week it is Cleveland, the week after that is Tampa, and the following week is Pittsburgh. Yes indeed boys and girls, after a brief hiatus to finish school, change jobs, and sit for the bar, she is resuming her regularly scheduled frequent flier mile acquisition program.

I will be the first to admit that her presence has been welcomed. Help collecting the turtles/kids off to school, soothing me as I was sick, adult conversation, and the other privileges of marriage have all been the sort of thing one becomes accustomed to. However, the needs of her income producing activities can be kept at bay for only so long.

And so, with mixed emotion, I yet again congratulate Shanna for successfully completing law school and transitioning her career to yet more challenges. And to let her know that when the road most traveled brings her through home, laundry, kids, and I will welcome her home.