When it comes to bodily maintenance, I was a typical guy, and, we all know, men aren't known for good hygiene. Sure, I'd shower daily, brush my teeth, and gel my hair, but I'd never heard of exfoliation, and I lived simply by the motto: "doesn't show, let it grow." And, boy did I. My wedding night was spent searching for a needle in a haystack.
The following links are the websites, blogs, and podcasts by some of my newest friends. I had the privilege to hang out with each of the creators a few weeks ago at a Dads' Conference. Please take a moment to check out what they're doing. It's good stuff.
I have a vivid memory of sitting at her parents' house and watching a Johnny Depp shoot-em-up movie. We were dating at the time. While the screen flickered on our faces like thematic machine guns, she turned to me, perked with enthusiasm, and with red sauce on the corner of her lip, she said those beautiful words that would've made any man fall in love with her. "I love pizza and beer."
My wife’s family releases a couple newsletters throughout the year. This is the latest one, and I thought I’d share.
Presenting the top five blog posts of January!
2017 was the year Dadding Depressed got its start. I'm so excited for the opportunity in 2018. Here are the top 5 most viewed posts of last year.
Since the looming black balloon that has lingered over our heads like a cloud of anxiety for the first four months of my wife's second pregnancy rained pink confetti, I've wanted to write this post. But...I'm kind of speechless.
Here is another helpful tip on how you too can stay miserable. This time, using a glass of milk. Go to your dining room table and pour yourself a glass of milk. It can be skim, 2%, Vitamin D, straight from the clutch of Bessy’s udder, or any hipster non-dairy option like coconut, soy, almond,…
If you’re miserable right now, you surely didn’t get there alone. Oh, maybe you did. Here’s how to stay miserable using only some basic home improvement materials and tools. Go to your nearest Ace Hardware, Home Depot, or Lowe’s. Just kidding, you stay inside. Hire a little peasant boy to run for you and toss…
If dadding were a college, I’d be the freshest freshman; the wide-eyed, panicked kid dropped off at the curb wondering if I should race back home or not. And like most college freshmen, I am awkward, lost, oblivious, and always unsure what exactly is driving me to drink (just kidding...but maybe not). When my eight-month-old…