Posted on June 23, 2010
It’s A Mario Party!
Hello, kiddies. This is my first essay since I started posting Snowflakes In Autumn, so I probably have a lot to say. However, I’m going to keep things relatively brief today before we move on to the last two installments of Chapter Two later in the week. My days of late have been filled mostly with work, writing and party planning for Trey’s 4th birthday extravaganza. Due to his unwavering adoration of all things Super Mario, he started asking for a Mario party back in March and hasn’t waivered in his decision since. His actual birthday is this Friday, so we’ve planned his party for Saturday and Brittany and I have spent the past several weeks trying to figure out how to make this happen after discovering that there’s an amazing amount of Mario birthday party merchandise NOT out there. Instead, we’ve had to get Crafty. Read More
Posted on June 8, 2010
Drill, Baby, Drill!
You may have noticed a conspicuous lack of my ramblings last week. I assure you, I did not die, nor was I horribly maimed in some terrible accident that left me disfigured and without the use of my typing fingers. What did happen, however, was that the devil decided to swing by to do a little cloven hoofed tap dancing on my soul, and it’s taken me awhile to recover. In less dramatic terms, I had a toothache.
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Posted on May 26, 2010
Step Parenting 101
I’ve been thinking about Father’s Day coming up in June, so today I’m giving you a short and sweet guide to being a stepfather. And, while this may seem like a fairly specific sort of thing that has the potential to alienate a large chunk of my readers and drive them away to other websites filled with less niche-related bibblebabble, I promise you it’s not. It’s good advice for any parent, step or otherwise. It might even be a little bit funny.
Step parents get a bad rap in pop culture and fairy tales, and we don’t fare much better in the blood-obsessed nuclear family fiction of the real world, either. In stories, we’re evil and heartless bastards who either care nothing for our stepchildren, or have the annoying habit of trying to bake them into pies all the time. In the mind of your average sitcom viewer, we’re bumbling fools and inconsistent sources of unsteady drama. We’re the extra bits tacked onto the the points of the Mom, Dad and Child triangle that make it stick out at embarrassing angles all the other shapes point at and laugh. In short, we’re not worth very much to anybody. That’s the stereotype. Read More
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