It's December, people, time to make ourselves feel better about our own dysfunctional relationships by staring awkwardly, for the last time, at the couples who made big news the past 12 months due to the fact that they are just plain 100x CRAZIER than you and me.
I tried to like Phil Robertson. I really did.
These folks have captured the essence of the full-fledged involvement of the modern father by managing to convince a slew of them to pose as being pregnant in a variety of realistic home birth situations.
My kids are too young still, but I really cannot wait until we can all sit down next to the fireplace each year as a family and just unload our major gripes and complaints about this cruel world on each other. (Actually, I suppose that could be Thanksgiving dinner, too, but whatever).
Because, frankly speaking, you don't want a pregnant lady to yell at you, now do you?
There is nothing quite like watching your own child being born. No matter where we roam, no matter what we accomplish or conquer in this crazy life, there isn’t even one single experience that a human being can go through that is as overwhelming and as powerful as being right there when your son or daughter MORE »
Marriage, in many many strange and twisted ways, means you aren't just you anymore. You're you...and someone else.
After all, what would life be like in 20 years or so if you didn't stumble upon an old dusty box of artwork from when your kids were still actually kids?
I know, I know. "Nature walk," you huff, condescendingly. "Poor kids." Well, whatever. Come along with us then. I mean, at this point, you know you want to.
Like it or not, here in America in the 21st century, there are two kinds of people. First, there are the kind of folks who frown and snicker condescendingly when they hear the words “Black Friday.” They are the holiday Scrooges who don’t know what it’s like. They think they know. They think that it MORE »
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