Would You Consider Plastic Surgery?

Recently comedienne, actress and author Ali Wentworth vlogged that after much deliberation, she’d finally decided to get her eyes done. Ali is part of the BabbleVoices crew and it didn’t take long after her post for an incredible thread to develop. And in that thread, many beautiful and bright minds that I respect and admire chimed in with their take — each as articulate as it was respectful.

Anyway, I’ve have feelings on the whole plastic surgery deal, so earlier today, I decided to post them over on BabbleVoices. If you’d like to read it, click HERE.

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Summer Love: Boy Meets Grill

One of my favorite things to do is grill out. If you don’t believe me, just look at my phone sometime — I have a preposterous number of grilled-food pictures on it. A good half of them end up on Facebook because I’m a huge dork. But don’t worry. I’m totally in therapy for it, so hopefully, I’ll come out cool on the other side.

In the meantime, I’m afraid my inner dork has come out yet again (WOW that sounded bad) over at Babble a la a tribute to how much my family and I love the grill. It’s the summer of grill marks, folks. And if that’s wrong, I don’t wanna be right.

To read the post, CLICK HERE.

A Briggs Update Plus A Chance to Win Something

So, Briggs had his surgery and he’s totally good. With the exception that he’s confined to a crate for eight weeks and will need quite a bit of care during that time. He’s also wearing the cone of shame. And he’s not allowed off of his leash even when he’s using the bathroom. And he’s on a bunch of medicine. While it’s gone as well as it could to this point, and while I’m thankful that I’ve gotten this chance to be able to love on him so much, one thing’s for sure:

Boy are we ever the wrong family to have a dog in such a constant state of need.

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How I Met Your (Single) Mother. And By Met I Mean Married.

So there I was, minding my own business, slowly but surely becoming “that guy” who bounced from one dysfunctional six-month relationship to the next, when I re-met a girl I’d gone to high school with. But not just any girl–a special girl whom I’d always found extremely attractive in so many different ways. I’m speaking, of course, of Caroline.

No problem, right? I mean, “that guy” has been there before, so just dust off a bit of charm and see what happens, right?

Wrong. Because Caroline was a single mom.

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Dogs vs. Infants

I posted a little slideshow over at Babble yesterday that breaks down the match up between Dogs and Infants, as it’s recently occurred to me that they’re more alike than you might imagine. It’s a silly little piece that compares and contrasts the two in nine different categories, as well as opining on which has the “advantage” in any given category.

It’s funny — the triplets hardly even seemed to notice Briggs. But Luke? He’s all about my faithful hound. I suspect that’s because we’re always so full-steam-ahead dealing with our domestic chaos that Luke is often left to his own devices. And that’s a boat Briggs has found himself in a time or two, as well. All of this to say that I think that Briggs and Luke are developing a bond, and it’s been awfully fun to watch.

So, yeah, I guess that kinda how I stumbled upon this topic, which, you should know, is heavy on Luke pictures. Click HERE to read over at BabbleVoices.

The Poker Game of Laundry: I Fold

I put something up on Babble today that kinda tickled me, primarily because it’s one of those JCO / Caroline banter deals that’s akin to watching a really good tennis rally. Check it out if you have time, but before / as you do, ponder the following riddle:

If Caroline really wants my help, then why does she put so many qualifications on it?

Click HERE to read the post on BabbleVoices.

When Fair Children Use Foul Language

The other day, I posted a request on FB to hear from those of you who had ever experienced a profane moment courtesy of your own child. The ensuing thread was quite an enjoyable one for two reasons. First, it’s nice to know we’re not the only ones. And second, the stories were hysterical. I wish I could have used every single one of them. If you’d like to check out the ones I did use, click HERE to get to my BabbleVoices blog, JCO Multiplied.

And a huge thank you to everyone who shared a story.

Oh, and one more thing. I hope you’ll swing by this site on Monday (especially you, Ktown peeps) because I’ll have something that I think might be fun for your whole family.

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The Mission Statement of Parenthood

I used to be a total white-collar type and when I was, I crafted more mission statements than I care to remember. So shortly after the triplets were born, just for kicks and giggles, I crafted one for the institution of parenthood. After all, if I had a mission statement as a financial services wholesaler, why not have one as a father, right?

The other day, I wondered if I was the only dork who ever thought it’d be neat to have a parental mission statement, so I bounced the concept off of some of my fellow writers at Babble. And I have to tell you, I was surprised at the reaction. Not just the number of people who came back with a mission statement of their own, but also of the caliber of said statements.

So this week’s effort at Babble involves those mission statements. Check them out by clicking HERE.

The Family of Happy Campers

As I’m wont to do, I’ve written another post about camping over at Babble. It’s about how I finally talked Caroline into camping and why she’s glad she did it. As an added bonus, and in a related topic, ABC News linked back to the piece, but only because I was quoted in an article that is up on the ABC News dot com site that discusses how too few children are getting outside enough.

I’m happy to say that we don’t have that problem. Happier, still, to report that we are planning a big family camp out this summer. No big deal in that Caroline, Alli and I have gone on more than one (three?) camping trips together. A HUGE deal, though, in that this time the suddenly-not-so-tiny trio will be coming with us.

Check it all out over at my BabbleVoices blog by clicking HERE.

Oversharing in an Online World

Have you ever made small talk with an acquaintance only to have that individual tell you something so personal that it made you uncomfortable? I ran into this guy once whom I’d met at a party and hadn’t seen since. I shook his hand and asked how he’d been. Not that great. My wife caught me cheating. Pretty sure she’s gonna leave me.

What to say? I’m so sorry. Keep your head up. Everything happens for a reason. He countered my clichés with sordid details about his “hot” mistress while I hoped that the unwanted conversation would quickly run its course. I felt…violated? Probably the wrong word, but the feeling was certainly in that neighborhood. I felt he’d infringed upon me by offering such private (and unwanted) information.

I obsessed over the encounter for a week, vacillating between feeling like a victim and a jerk. After all, he was obviously hurting and just needed to air things out. To publicly own something awful he’d done. Who was I to begrudge him for that?

[read more over at BabbleVoices]

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