It’s the 70’s again. It’s Raining Men and I’d Love to Love You, Baby. We’re going to Boogie Oogie Oogie because You SHOULD Be Dancing. Life is grand so I’m Stayin’ Alive because Heaven Is Missing An Angel (my wife) and I Feel Love from so many! Hey, It’s a Funky Town, so Don’t Leave Me This Way, because I WILL SURVIVE and feel no Shame! So, join us in your bell bottoms, leisure suits, and platforms shoes! – this Thursday night at 6:00 p.m. PT/9:00 p.m. ET.
My older son just moved into his own place, with two roommates. I played no part in its choice or the details of when, how, and how much other than some minor consulting. And, I didn’t even visit his place until two weeks after he’d moved in. Much to my surprise, I felt confused feelings (melancholy) after the visit and I’ve been pondering the reasons since.
Given the incredible difficulty our young adult children are having securing good employment and paying for their lives, an adult child that gets his own place is obviously a good thing. Yes, to a small degree, I am still helping my son but he is now paying his own bills, managing his own money, and hanging onto his own job.
When we took on divorce, we had our biggest #DadChat EVER – and perhaps one of the biggest hours ever on Twitter, with over 250-million impressions. So, why have we waited so long to re-visit this provocative topic? Heck if I know, but we’re TAKING IT ON again this Thursday, February 26 at 6:00 p.m. PT/9:00 p.m. ET with a special co-host to be announced! And, coming back for a second time we have @Adryenn as our co-host! She brought us that record #DadChat and she’s back again!
This photo and all in this column are only of the acapella group, Unstrumental
Diversity is one of those words, like multiculturalism, that I truly dislike because they are so often used in politically correct and foolish ways. For me, it’s like saying, “gender” instead of “sex,” when referring to a man or a woman. What was wrong with just saying “sex?” But, like all things PC, the politically correct segment of our society has horribly corrupted words. Rape now means any sex that a woman regrets afterward INSTEAD of the violent crime that it really is.
Recently, I wrote a column that apparently angered some readers as well as a dear friend of mine. Upon reflection, I realized that I probably have diarrhea of the mouth (or pen) and, sort of like Tourette syndrome I sometimes don’t censor my thoughts very well. I’ve since deleted that column. So, as a sort of penance and caution to others, I’m writing this column to encourage THINKING before speaking whatever comes to your mind, or hitting “publish” without careful reflection.
This week’s #DadChat on Thursday, February 19 at 6:00 p.m. PT/9:00 p.m. ET is going to be EXTRA special because we have two very special sponsors AND we’re doing it LIVE from San Francisco. The Dad 2.0 Summit is being held this year in San Francisco and we’re helping launch this incredible event on the first night of the Summit. Our sponsors are Dove Men+Care (@DoveMenCare) and The #Dad2Summit. We’re going to talk about What DEFINES us – men AND women. What is #RealStrength? And, we will have some great prizes.
First, let’s have a big HOORAY for the Dove Men+Care Real Strength campaign and their awesome commercial that shows Care Makes A Man Stronger:
My wife and I went out with a recently widowed friend of hers for a post-holiday drink and some poo-poos. She was ready, to a degree, to begin dating and expressed hope to find a monogamous relationship. Ironically, we went out with her on our wedding anniversary, which proved to be an unplanned blessing because it gave us an outlet to express our love, by talking about our relationship. By ourselves, it would have sounded a bit silly.
Last year, at this time, I hit a wall when I attended a dad conference. I looked around the room and realized THIS was not me anymore. I was older than the vast majority of dads in the room. Their issues, their lives, their passions were greater than mine as I was “moving on” given my boys were nearly grown. I briefly got depressed, but quickly got out of that self-indulgence and decided on taking a fork in the road with my next (professional) moves.
