That means time. That means resources…
Category: Confessions
I Was An Olympian (For A Day)
“He’s the best!” one of my partners proudly exclaimed, deciding to join in the fun…
Damaged Dates: Once, Twice, Three Times The Ladies
It was a simple mix-up; improbable, but not impossible.
1997: A Blast From The “Passed”
Under other circumstances, I would have respectfully declined and found an excuse to run to the nearest convenience store, but there were two problems…
A Parent’s Nightmare
But this day was the worst. My son, my firstborn, had been rushed in with a life-threatening illness that brought our world and sanity to a screeching halt…
Church Tales: Chef Boyaryou Crazy???
Had I volunteered to cook when asking my date out to convince her to go out with me and/or impress her? I guess it doesn’t matter now…
