Shopping for Father’s Day When You’re His Secret Family
What do you get a man who already has everything, including three other children who live in a nice neighborhood and are allowed to use his last name?
What do you get a man who already has everything, including three other children who live in a nice neighborhood and are allowed to use his last name?
Based on my literature review of opening my eyes in public, everyone is afraid to get some mud under their fingernails and quality of life is one foot in the junkyard.
It’s better to start with the minnows and then move on to the whales. Tricking an employee to divulge secrets is easier than tricking the CEO.
What else was I supposed to do, take practical steps to be a better father and husband? Who has the time for that?
Don’t mean to harp on this but please use a coaster. I know we’re in a bar but the wet circle under the glass… sorry, it’s just the way I was raised.
In those days, the money and pool snacks seemed to flow as freely as the hose we used to spray down the concrete when some kid dropped his nachos.
I mean, surely five minutes have already passed since I started this internal monologue. Oh, it’s only been 30 seconds? Well.
I’ve got everything lined up so this grilling experience won’t be sullied by past mistakes. Remember the infamous Frankless Fourth of July?
It wasn't uncommon to come down to the breakfast table and see my father carefully spooning some of the fumes into his coffee.
Franz takes issue with his dad for unsolicited career advice and "being a bit of a tyrant" (wait until he meets you, not that it's a competition).
Fatherhood brings out the best in a man. / Stepfatherhood brings gas station flowers.
Nothing says “Don’t sacrifice me!” like breakfast in bed. An omelet and fresh coffee is the perfect way to warm Dad up to the idea of sparing you.