- mrs nice guy and i realized that it has officially been SEVEN YEARS of coupledom between us. we have been married 3.5 years but we have been a couple for SEVEN. seven years! even better: we have been living together for nigh on NINE years. CALL THE POLICE, THIS WOMAN STOLE MY TWENTIES! i will spare you the sordid details of our origin story for now, but you did read that correctly: we were living together for nearly two years before boarding the booty train. but then we were living in sin. sin i tell you, SIN. hot molten sweaty (and subsequently rashy, itchy and inexplicably ulcerating) sin. you know what the ladies say: when you go mr nice guy you certainly don't go awry. some day i will tell you all the story of how we got together -- it involves late-night japanese television, a urine-stained couch, the x-files and a very bold woman.
- my daughter is six months old. half a year. actually, she turned six months old on saturday, so therefore she is now closer to one year old than she is to unborn. in short, she's got one foot in the grave. she's a spinster, a greybeard, a geezer, an oldster, a threadmaker, an old-maid. no wonder she's so wobbly when she stands. oh, did i mention she stands? no? well, guess what she does now ... go on, guess. give up? SHE STANDS. prop her up and she supports her own weight! she has no balance, granted, and she needs a little help, but obviously she is a genius olympic athlete in the offing.
coming next, to commemorate the first half of this child's life: a day in the life of mr nice guy, stay-at-home-dad (also known as IT DOESN'T GET ANY EASIER THAN THIS, KID). oooh, i bet you are just all wobbly with anticipation. what does mr nice guy do with his days? what is it like, hour-by-hour, spending days on end with a six-month-old psychopath? how often does our hero really shower? stay tuned for these answers ... and more!