Many people are aware that I write at a fairly prolific rate. But not as many people know about Lifelovelipids.com. The diverse content includes medical article analyses, devotional thoughts, nostalgic musings, and everything in between; God has blessed me immensely,…
At her usual frenetic rate of 5 questions per second, my daughter asked, “Dad are you happy? Are you sad? Are you anxious? Are you depressed? Did you hear me?” Given that this fusillade of questions was peppered at the…
I never really watched The Simpsons growing up. My parents didn’t allow it anyway, and since I had Captain Planet and Darkwing Duck, I didn’t feel like I was missing out. But there was a Krusty Klown Simpsons Ride at…
My daughter gazed out the window of my wife’s car and, given her Holmes-esque powers of observation, deduced that something was “off” about the shirtless, disheveled gentleman on the street corner. Unintelligible screams, choreiform gyrations, and an apparent immunity to…
The deck was stacked against the Flying Pancakes of Youth Recreational Soccer this morning. A hailstorm had ripped through the Treasure Valley the previous night, leaving several large tree branches on the field. The goats who usually roam the perimeter…
When I was younger, I figured I would eventually get married and have kids. After all, I was Larry the Cucumber at Vacation Bible School, and all of those kids either wanted to be me or marry me someday! I…
“Dad, we know what we need to do.” I nodded solemnly in agreement. After perusing her Pokemon card collection, a glaring vacancy had been identified. And as we resolutely marched into the Trading Card Expo, our mission was clear. Operation…
It had been an emotionally draining day at the clinic for my wife. And ever the empath, my daughter took action and wrote this heartfelt note. As my wife read the note, her eyes began to mist…and then those hints…
“Dad, we have a GIANT problem!” Given her tendency to emote, I was skeptical that my daughter’s perceived problem was legitimately a colossal catastrophe. But once I entered her room, I admit I was wrong! I didn’t realize such a…
My daughter audibly gasped. Not even her swim goggles could hide the fact that her eyes had just widened in horror. This wasn’t a Code Brown or one of those annoying kids who smells bad and splashes everyone incessantly…no, it…
