Posts Tagged ‘Honesty’

With That Said, Let’s Talk About The Importance Of Filters, Son

August 29, 2018

I’ve decided.  If my son’s school is going to keep asking him his opinion on what he thought of class that day, they deserve his unfiltered opinion.

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It Took Me A Second, But I Got It

August 14, 2018

In part due to the aforementioned cloud over this house yesterday, I told L’s Mother that I was going to another room and shutting the door for a bit “until the urge to run away from home passes.”

To which she responded, “Do you want me to knock so you know when it’s passed?”

Back To School 2018

August 13, 2018

Even though actual classes don’t start for us until tomorrow, you can feel the cloud over this house today.

I don’t mind that my son doesn’t love school; I didn’t exactly love it myself at his age.  Heck, for that matter I don’t exactly love it now, and I have direct experience to support my belief in the value of a good education!

I Enjoyed That WAY Too Much!

July 30, 2018

People talk a lot about the “joys of parenthood,” and a lot of it is just that . . . talk.  Some of the real joys don’t get talked about much, like the joy of playing with your child when they’re acting out the role of the monster and they suddenly demonstrate the way to defeat said monster is to bean it three times in the head with a soft, squeaky dog toy like so . . .

So Fair Warning

July 24, 2018

I got a response to yesterday’s post that, frankly, floored me.

Really?!  I thought.  They know how I feel about . . . wait . . . actually they don’t know!  I’ve mentioned it to a few people over the years, but not them, and I’ve never addressed it on Candles & Curses.  Now that I think about it, it’s amazing this hasn’t come up before now, in fact, so I’d better address it ASAP.

First off, let me make clear that I am no way calling anyone out.  I know “that word” has changed meaning in popular culture, and that no offense was intended (Or if it was, it was the friendly kind of offense common between friends.  Either way, we’re good.), but for everyone else:

If you use the word “geek” in my direction, your best case scenario from me is a Pescian Goodfellas (or if you prefer, a Pestoian Goodfeathers) reaction along the lines of “What do you mean by that?  You’re sayin’ I’m a sideshow attraction, is that what you’re sayin’?  That I am some freak that bites the heads of chickens for your amusement?  Is that what you’re sayin’?!”

I’m just sayin’.

It’s Never Helped Me, At Least

May 31, 2018

Since you don’t really find out what you’re going to do until the moment comes, the wisest course of action is to not fret about it at all until the moment actually arrives.

This is a classic example of something that is true, but also profoundly unhelpful.

My Current Catch-22

April 23, 2018

The challenge:  Teach my son to focus and how to maintain an even temper.

The difficulty:  Parenthood frequently makes it difficult for me to focus and/or to maintain an even temper.

The Sounds Of A Growth Spurt

February 8, 2018

“I’m hungry.”

“But you just . . . okay, right.  No problem.  I can get you something else.”

“I’m hungry.”

“But you just . . . okay, right.  No problem.  I can get you something else . . .”

(Repeat ad nauseam.)

I’ll Be Better Tomorrow, So At Least I Can Be Thankful About That

November 23, 2017

I can think of no better way to describe my mood today than by admitting that when Mom expressed her hope that we have a good Thanksgiving, my actual response was “I hope we have a good one too.”

That’s My Boy!

August 18, 2016

Some parents would call it a “proud parent” moment when their child knows the answer in class that no one else does, and I suppose I would as well . . . but some things are more impressive to me than factual knowledge.

For instance, when my son’s teacher asked his class if they were excited about the new program they were going to be using in class soon, one by one all my son’s classmates dutifully indicated that they were; meanwhile my son’s symbolic “no” floated lonely and alone next to a sea of yeses.

My son remained unyielding though, because while he was neither for nor against said new program, the question had been was he “excited” about it, and excited about it he was not.