My son may or not be demon spawn. Look, I’m a die hard Boston sports fan. And even though that means I’m wicked fucking awesome, it also means that I overreact. A lot. To everything. When things are going well I gloat and talk like there will never be another bump in the road. Everything [...] [...]
As one glance at my wastline attests, I love food and I love to eat. Therefore it goes without saying that dining at restaurants has long been one of my favorite pasttimes. The simple fact of the matter is I’m not a cook. MJ is actually pretty adept at the culinary arts, but she gets [...] [...]
I had just finished showering on Monday when a small cyclone of blonde hair and cuteness whisked into the bathroom and started knocking on the glass shower door. “Hi Dadda,” said my rambunctious son. “Hi buddy,” I replied as I searched for a clean towel. Unfortunately, I forgot to grab one before I got into [...] [...]
My wife loves the Food Network. Whether it’s Diners, Drive-ins & Dives or that show with the old Double Dare host from Nickelodeon in the 80s, she just can’t get enough of it. Me? I like one show. Everyday Italian, hosted by the one, the only, the BEAUTIFUL Giada De Laurentiis. As you can gather [...] [...]
Hi. My name is Aaron. And I’m a bad parent. Not bad in the sense that anyone needs to call Child & Family Services on me, it’s more bad in the form of not being a politically correct parent. And, in some cases, just being lazy. It means I sometimes take shortcuts when it comes [...] [...]
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