I must present a brief apology ...

... but only to my kids. Yes, they are teenagers, 17 and 15, but they read this blog occasionally. If they happened to read the "they're big" entry, it may be - as my friends say - "too much information."

Hey, that's life. Sorry kids. You have a long and hopefully interesting life ahead of you; God willing, you won't make the same mistakes I did (at least not the really stupid ones - you know what I'm talking about, and it has nothing to do with big women).

No, I'd have to count my experiences with big women among the fonder memories. I've done a lot of stupid things, made a lot of bad choices regarding relationships, but I wouldn't count any of those ladies among that collection.

Sorry kids. Your forty-one year old dad isn't a virgin. And yes, I have enjoyed my share of ladies both before and (for the most part) after your mother. But she is the one I truly loved. The only one.