Text messages from the other day: Me: "I'm texting you from my new iPhone!" My wife: "Oh no!" Me: "What?" My wife: "Nothing. "Oh no!" is just the first thing that came to mind." Yeah, as much as I hate to say it, she knows me well. :)

Hello all! I hope you all are doing well as we hit the dog days of summer! It's been busy for me...I just spent several days bringing a broadcast transmitter back to life. I've spent so much time with my assistant, I believe that we may be common-law married in a few states. But I digress......

I have figured out why babies begin life so cute. It's to prevent you from selling them to the highest bidder on eBay. I know. You can't really sell a baby on eBay. Not unless you use the secret baby selling code words. Even then, make sure you check their feedback rating (A+++ seller, "package"...

It's a big weekend at the Tarr household. My youngest turns 1 on Sunday. It's significant in many ways. Most importantly, this is the one my wife convinced me that we should have. I had this big thing about not wanting to be at retirement age with kids in college. In my mind we were done after...

OK. Here's where I fess up: I am the worst handyman on the planet. While I rock at fixing anything with electrons coursing through it, I am helpless when it comes to "Man Stuff". Seriously. The last time I had a flat tire, I called AAA to come and fix it. The Manly Man pulls up and says...

Before I start my regularly scheduled post, closed circuit for Jeff Blackwell: Thanks for the comment on my last post! They are truly independent owners, and plan to super-serve their community. You can check out the website here . OK. Back to business... We spent this past weekend attending the funeral...

Our house has been like a sick ward lately. You can find coughs, sneezes, and general malaise in every corner. We hadn’t really worried about it until our youngest son, Nathan, started really getting sick. He had a high fever, was achy, and generally not a happy guy. We called his doctor to get some...

I should have known. You’d think that I would have figured it out as I choked on the fumes created by body spray that Dan, my 15 year-old son, had gotten himself a girlfriend. I tried to deny it – pretending that they were just friends. After all, he had lots of female friends. Why should this be any...