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California, Here I Come!

If it wasn’t going to break in half due to a massive earthquake, I would move to San Diego.  I just spent three days there for a meeting and man, is it a cool place! I first noticed the difference at the airport.  I take people watching very seriously when in public places.  And the people I watched in California were all beautiful!  The women AND the men!  I saw very few who were overweight.  Folks were walking around the airport with skateboards in tow and muscles bulging. I ...

The Dj’s Calling My Name

I remember several dances in high school - Elizabeth Hall was my girlfriend.  Like other couples at that odd stage of life, I put my hands cautiously on her hips.  Her arms were draped around my neck.  We weren't like Sam and Diandra, they were clearly more comfortable with each other than we were.  I don't think the Keywanett dance was the first time he'd cozied up to her. In college, I took social dance as a PE elective.  There were more girls than guys in the class which was a ...

The Wedding Singers

It has become sort of a Ham family tradition to perform a song cracking on the bride and groom at family weddings.  I have to give credit to Lisa and Uncle Jesse for starting this custom.  My, has it brought joy to my life. One of our first was Aunt Sallie.  This past weekend, my niece and now nephew-in-law.  It is so much fun to bust on your relatives when they can't really respond... My how we've grown... For the right price, we will come insult you at your most tender ...

Feeling Naked

Of course, I’ve been in many locker rooms in my life.  Some with separate showers, some “gang” style.  In middle school, I went through the typical 12 year old “mooning” stage, a male, pre-teen rite of passage where you bare your bottom in an effort to garner outrage from girls of a similar age.  I have no qualms going to the bathroom outside on a camping trip – seems like a natural, comfortable thing to do.  But this past weekend, I was shocked at the troublesome feelings ...

Horrible, Horrible Teachers??

It has to have something to do with the folks who are drawn to teach high school.  The elementary school teachers our family has encountered have been wonderful.  The middle school teachers as well.  And now that we’ve gotten through a semester of college, it seems that the only ones with the problems are that dag burned senior high bunch.  Somewhere around 9th or 10th grade, the people leading my children in their classrooms change.  It happened with DJ, and now it is happening to ...

It’s Quiet Uptown

When in New York, we were fortunate enough to score tickets to the Broadway musical Hamilton.  I can’t really put into words how moving this experience was for the girls and for me – on a number of levels. The story, the dancing, the historical lessons and the music were incredible to say the least.  One song particularly struck me.  It’s about grief.  It’s called It’s Quiet Uptown. I’m assuming the writer, Lin-Manuel Miranda, has experienced significant loss.  I find ...

Hams and Rachael Ray

I thought that perhaps they would mention my book, or perhaps help pub up my blog.  Or at a minimum have us help Rachael in the kitchen.  I mean, I can cook chicken nuggets and frozen waffles. Nah – none of that stuff happened. But… we did have a great time! It has been a dream of mine to have a dude in a black suit greet me at the bottom of the airport escalator with my name on a sign: “Mr. Ham?  I’m here to transport you to your destination.  May I get your ...

The Male Period

Michelle jarred my memory. “Dad, do you remember when you chaperoned our middle school youth mission trip last summer?” “I do.  That was fun.” “Do you remember when you and Brooks convinced the boys that they were going to have periods, just like the girls?” “Vaguely.” She recanted the story. Several girls were on their periods the week of the trip.  They were middle schoolers; it was a bit embarrassing. At one pit stop, the boys saw the girls purcha...

CBS, Here We Come!

Several years ago the girls and I ate dinner at Beasley’s Chicken and Honey downtown.  Mmmm.    They fry up this incredible hen and plop it on a homemade waffle, a little honey drizzled randomly over the bird.  A couple of weeks later, as I struggled with supper options, it hit me:  I could replicate Ashley Christensen’s (Beasley owner) entrée.  I already had the ingredients in the freezer. I pulled out four Eggo’s and opened a bag of Tyson nuggets, a little Mrs. ...

46

Lisa would have turned 46 on Monday.  The girls and I have chosen not to spend a ton of time remembering mom on the anniversary of her death, but rather to more officially celebrate her life on her birthday.  The casual remembrance typically includes Diet Dr. Pepper, Kanki Japanese Steak House and happy memories.  I don’t love Dr. Pepper, but on April 18, I drink.  I don’t love the Skanky Kanki (my nickname for the establishment), but on April 18, I eat. We laugh and talk about her ...