Chubba's Pool Room (89)
Welcome to Chubba's Pool Room, where you will not only find a a dodgy dart board, but many great insights on being a dad. Just don't hit the back of the billiard queue on the wall will ya, his missus hates that.
Not since Harold and Kumar decided to venture to White Castle has there been a more hastily put together attempt to get somewhere. The boys from Tacklenappy.com are trying to get from Melbourne to the Digital Parents Conference 2013 in Sydney on March 20-21. It's the conference for us as we are digital parents (perfect fit hey) and we are getting new business cards and want to personally deliver these to parent bloggers and where better to do so than at this event.
Here’s the tough bit, we don’t have tickets, accommodation, transport or money but apart from that we are set.
This weekend I asked Tacklenappy’s very loyal and incredibly intelligent readers to help me out of my blogger’s block and suggest topics for a blog post. Thanks to Judith Walsh for asking for a post that outlines a blokes view on the big V, specifically from the perspective of a guy who doesn’t want one.
I learnt something about myself and parenting on the weekend. I had to look after Kid X and Ernie for 2 x 5 hour stretches
OK everyone, this is a sponsored post. Before you decide to go back to reading about your Aunty Betty’s bunions on Facebook let me reassure you that you won’t see the company’s name over and over again.
I was recently shopping with Kid X and Ernie at Doncaster shopping centre when I came upon an anomaly, the sign for the parents room had a female symbol (with dress shapes on the body) with a child symbol. Kid X needed to go and,well, when an almost 3 something decides they gotta go, well they gotta go. I had a big decision to make, should I use the parents room even though my gender was excluded from the sign?