Peek-A-Boo! I Can’t See You

So now we won’t know what sex baby is until the day he/she is born. I’m not at peace with that yet, but I’m working on it. As you can see in the photos below, baby is gangly - just like me (or maybe you can’t see, but take my word for it). Baby was [...]

It’s a …

Perfect baby who, like his/her father couldn’t sit still long enought to get a clear view of the goods. We did get a picture of him/her sucking it’s left thumb.
So the wait continues but the relief and happiness, to have seen our baby again, more than makes up for the disappointment of not knowing the [...]

With Legs Wide Open

The dentist didn’t believe me that there was an abscess on my tooth and insisted that he do a cleaning first.
“It just looks irritated from the food that’s impacted under that bracket,” he said. So he took the electronic buffer, which has replaced the archaic tartar and plaque scraping hook, and began to clean my [...]

Abscessed and Angry

On the tooth that is holding the metal handcuff-like bracket that will eventually allow me to put rubber bands in my mouth, rubber bands that will close my open bite and put the finishing touches on my orthodontia, I have an abscess.
And it hurts like a mofo. And I’m uber-cranky. Just ask anyone I’ve come [...]

Proud (of) Mary

My friend, Mar, has had a tough row to hoe following the removal of her colon - as one might expect when something as vital as the colon has been removed. Every complication and every roadblock her doctors told her was a possibility became reality, and what we all hoped might be the smoothest of [...]

Just Like that One Year at Christmas …

No matter what I’m looking forward to there always arrives that pivotal moment when mere excitement reaches its boiling point, evaporates and is replaced with rabid enthusiasm. Our first Christmas as an engaged couple was spent in Minneapolis and leading up to the biggest shopping day of the year, Constance and I had kept running [...]

My Baby and My Baby

Week 19 is barreling down upon us already, and two days before Thanksgiving we will receive a gift for which to be truly thankful: A picture of our little one and, hopefully, a clear money shot of his or her goods. Constance and I are itching to know the sex of Baby Miller not because [...]

The Wisdom of the Thigh Master

Today I’ve been editing an interview with Suzanne Somers, which will appear in the health and wellness magazine I produce, and I have to admit I’m a bit geeked out pouring through her words. “Three’s Company” was one of my favorite shows as a child because, apparently, I am and always will be comforted by [...]

A Bull, Its Horns and Me

My office computer is having a meltdown and, as a result, I have been in the process of switching computers since yesterday afternoon. During that time I have started to think a lot about my life plan. And while those two things don’t necessarily make for obvious bedfellows, they have more in common than one [...]

If a Tree Falls In a Nursery, Does It Make a Sound?

Every comic worth his salt knows that without tragedy nothing would be funny (TRUST me - everything with the baby is fine!). Conversely, every infertile person knows that without comedy everything tragic would be downright devastating. Oddly enough, on Saturday afternoon I found myself trapped in that awkward rivet between the two where “tragedy” is [...]