’Tis the season to be social. I guess all seasons are but there’s something about summer; bbq’s, block parties, meet-ups in the park and ...

I know. It's been close to a year since my last post. To be specific, it was Father's Day 2018. I am ashamed. Truly. When I launched this...

My daughter and I have something in common. We don’t have Fathers. WAIT. I am ashamed of myself for writing that. I had a Father for 45 p...

Yesterday, May 17, was my birthday. I am 46 which means I am still in my mid-40s. Yay! I love my birthday. I always have. I think it’s be...

I had been childless for so long that by the time I had a baby at 42 it took a good while for me to get used to the idea that I was actua...

There are some people who come into our lives that are fairy godmothers, sisters from other misters, people who must have been something ...

I was born on the island of Manhattan. New York City, baby! “Freak show central” as Al Pacino’s character famously called it in “Scent of...

I love my sperm. My sperm has a great sense of humor, likes to rap and is good at math. My sperm plays basketball and is always smiling. ...