I’ve noticed lately that the older our 14year-old daughter gets, the more critical my wife gets. Don’t get me wrong, when they’re not “fighting,” they are the best of friends. It’s not entirely my wife’s fault as we do the “good cop, bad cop” thing, except it’s the “responsible parent, fun parent.” Guess who’s the [...]
I don’t know about you, but I can’t seem to get ahead. I shouldn’t complain because my wife and I make a pretty good living. We’re certainly not rich, but we’re better off than a lot of people, and for that I’m very thankful. Still, I seem to go through life always behind the economic [...]
Probably one of the best things I did in 2011 was to get a family dog. I’ve always loved animals, but there’s something about a dog that is so endearing. Maybe the fact that my wife, my mom and I were all born in the Year of the Dog has something to do with it. [...]
In my capacity as the publisher of MidWeek, I enjoy friendships with many ethnic organizations in the Islands. That is one aspect of my job on which I place great value, since I meet so many wonderful people who are proud of their individual cultures. So, like a politician, my wife and I get invited [...]
During the school and work week at the Nagasawa house, our day begins at 4:15 a.m. I sleep with my iPhone next to our bed. Although it is charging, I have my phone alarm set to wake us up at that God-forsaken time. We get up that early as my wife has to ready our [...]
Editor’s note: This column was originally published in June 1997. This multiplex movie theater thing is getting out of hand. Where else would a bunch of strangers want to practically kill a guy just for getting some mochi crunch? During the Star Wars movie revival, my wife and I decided to take our son to [...]
This week, instead of my usual column, I wanted to present something different in the way of a notice. Something crossed my desk the other day and it struck a familiar chord in my childhood memory. You see, when I was in the sixth grade I failed art. That’s because when I used my crayons [...]
I write this before New Year’s on the eve of our 14-year-old daughter’s high school Winter Ball. I’ve come to the realization that I’m not ready to let her grow up. Seems like just yesterday we were goofing around, where I was mimicking some hip-hop dance moves and she was trying to record me on [...]
‘Twas the night after Christmas and all through my house, was wrapping paper scattered and my exhausted spouse. The stockings were hung inside out to share, their wonderful contents with nothing to spare. Our children were nestled on the living room couch, playing with presents from Santa’s big pouch. Mama in her jeans and me [...]
In the 14 years that I’ve written this column, I’ve always had a story at Christmastime about my wife and our Christmas tree-buying experience. I never thought I would see the day, but this year my wife and our 14-year-old daughter went out without me and actually purchased a tree they deemed to be perfect [...]
