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since 01/01/11: 15
since 01/01/11: 9
Awaiting determination: 1
Tag Archives: suburban butch dad
Video shot in my back yard, no editing. Hey, I really mean it: send me questions to answer in my videos! I’ve only received one question so far.
So much of the time I come to this entry screen to moan and groan about how hard life is but today I want to revel in the awesomeness I’m experiencing lately. I want to roll around in it and … Continue reading
We are about midway through January and I haven’t given you all an update in a while, so here goes. Dating Ruby… is awesome. We’ve got our next outing planned, in Portland. We’ll be going the Queer Honky Tonk and … Continue reading
Tons going on lately… are you ready? Date Number 2 with Ruby! We’ve been heating things up over the interwebs and she’s now promising to pounce on me this Saturday. YES! We’re going to have dinner and drinks at various … Continue reading
I haven’t written a Suburban Butch Dad Report in a while, and some of you may be wondering what the heck is going on with my family. The Elder Spawn is a full of teen-aged angst and drama, turning 14 … Continue reading
Today is my Elder Spawn’s 13th birthday. She is officially a teenager today, but she’s been exhibiting teen behaviors for a while. She has all the normal pain-in-the-butt attributes of teendom but she’s also pretty cool. She has proven herself … Continue reading
It’s the weekend before the Thanksgiving holiday (US edition) and my family will be travelling next week. It will mark the first time I’ve flown since February, which is weird considering how friendly the skies and I have become during … Continue reading
I asked my youngest, “What does your shirt say?” She looked down, and traced a word “Tisser! Little Tisser… but I’m big, not little.” “That’s right, you’re big, but you’re still the little sister. Who’s the big sister?” She pauses, … Continue reading