Detour

Sure, I've got lots to say, but not here. Not now. I've got a post up at the BlogFathers. Here's a taste:

Alison is our first born, a distinction that carries a significance that some parents are hesitant to admit. Angels sing and bells ring to announce the miracle of every child’s birth, but Alison was our first miracle. I still remember how nervous her mother and I were in the hours leading up to her arrival, and how excited we were knowing that we’d soon be a family instead of just a couple. When I close my eyes I can hear her quick, stacatto cries, see her eye lids shut tight against the first light she would ever see, feel the sweet stickiness of her newborn skin.

So how has this little angel become such a pain in the ass?

Click here to continue reading "Seven Going on Fifteen".

If you're looking for something a bit more technical -- especially if you're a runner -- you won't want to miss my review of the Nike+ iPod system. A quick excerpt:

I've never really been overweight, but I've never really been in shape either, at least not since college. Somewhere soon after turning thirty a small voice started whispering in my head, telling me that I should start doing something -- anything -- to get in shape. And so when Apple and Nike joined forces last summer and announced the release of the Nike+ iPod running system, I took it as a sign. I became a runner almost over night.

For the entire review, click here.

That's all for now. Nothing to see here. Move along.

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