Tristan's Wires
If there is one thing I would do differently, looking back at life, I’d probably tell my 14-year-old self to aim to marry a nerd. In the end, I did marry a nerd. But, this advice probably would have made my dating life easier. I knew I was going to marry Tristan the first time I saw him. We used to work together at the Portland Press Herald. He doesn’t remember it, but I was in the lunch room popping popcorn. He walked in to get a cup of coffee with his coworkers from MaineToday.com, and we happened to make eye contact as he entered the doorway. His smile hit me right in the back of the knees. I returned to my desk, burnt popcorn in hand, and told my coworker that I had just seen a cute guy in the lunch room. About a week earli ... Read the full post.
Crying over Spilled Breastmilk
Well, it finally happened. I knew it was just a matter of time, and last night I was proven right. Every couple goes through some “growing pains” when a baby arrives and they become parents for the first time. It’s true, what they say, the dynamic of relationships change. It is inevitable. So, let this post serve as a message warning to all fathers and future fathers alike that hope to keep their relationships in tact… Never, if you wish to keep the hand with which you poured it, dump any quantity of pumped breast milk down the sink!!! That sh*t doesn’t grow on trees. You might already know, but Tristan is just about the most mellow, calm guy that ever existed. Not much frazzles him, including an 8 lb mini-hu ... Read the full post.