From the moment I learned Dom was pregnant, the idea that I was going to be a father always seemed far away, just sometime in the future. Even as her stomach got bigger, even as we built a crib and picked out names, fatherhood never felt immediate. Today's 3F3 is from one of the first quiet moments I shared with my son. I remember...
Jetson will eat anything. It’s pretty disgusting sometimes when he’s outside. Inside, it’s not so much disgusting as it is annoying. You’ve really got to keep an eye on your food in this house. Today’s 3F3 is from the time Jetson stole my Chipotle. I remember…
It didn't hit me until well after the fact that Dom and I had gone to a Super Bowl. As you can see from today's 3F3, she was crazy pregnant, so maybe that's why a football game didn't really register for us. We had lots of fun, of course, and we got close enough to OBJ to tell him his hair looked ridiculous, but I don't think I really appreciated the experience until later.
Baby's comin' home tomorrow. Ain't that news? Man, ain't that news? Today's 3F3 is from the day my life shifted into high gear and never slowed down. It's not every day that your dreams come true, so I'm glad Dom had multiple cameras going when she gave me this news. I remember...
Generally speaking, I try not to cry in public unless the situation demands it. Thanks, gender-based expectations. If I do cry, I try not to do it in front of women. Thanks, machismo. And if I do cry in front of a woman, I would prefer to do it with my shirt on. Thanks, unrealistic body image standards. Today's 3F3 is of my most expensive Fight Club injury ever, and sadly, the last. I remember...
I published Xronixle in 2007, and I still get questions about how to pronounce the title and what the hell it means. This has led me to take greater care in the selection of titles, especially when it came to Por Vida, which had *GASP* Spanish words. Today's 3F3 is the brainstorming session I had in hopes of picking a more accessible title. I remember...
We usually don't host NYE parties. For one, the pressure is too great. For two, you have to stay up until midnight! Today's 3F3 is from the time I pleaded, bargained, and begged Dom to let us have a NYE get-together with a couple of friends. Of course, that was only the beginning of the deception. I remember...
Today's rather boring 3F3 is of the shelves I built in my garage. Though they don't look like much, I'm really proud of them, not only for their construction, but for having the guts to put holes in my walls. I remember...
The socks are clearly marked so you don't put them on the wrong feet. Close inspection reveals no functional difference between the two socks except the letter and its placement. Today's 3F3 is from that time I got into running in a big way. New shoes, new socks... a couple of sexy tank tops. I remember...
The bigger the family gets, the smaller the house feels. Today's 3F3 is from that time we decided that our little house on Colinton just wasn't big enough for two humans and two canines. And, since Dom and I had been dating for a few years, we thought, why not? Let's put our relationship through the stress of building a new house together! I remember...
