At work I taught straight through the day. I had to sub for an absent teacher. No problem, though, as it took my mind off being bored. The year is winding down and the students are, as they say, getting restless. Through in that their prom is coming up and it gets really crazy trying to capture their attention. I came home to an empty house. My wife and kids had gone out to East Texas for the afternoon. I busied myself by folding several loads of laundry. Then I went to confession and mass. That last part has become my Friday night ritual. If you had asked me ten years ago where I saw myself in the year 2013 I certainly wouldn’t have responded “In a church in Texas on a Friday night.” But it also passed the time. After this, I headed out to the Apple Store. My iPhone (a year and a half old) had been malfunctioning. The button up top (that actually turns it on and off) would not respond. I got there just before they closed and they gave me the death stare. You know, the one that says “I can’t believe you walked in here right as we were trying to start closing and want us to fix something.” But they did fix it. Actually they just gave me a new one. All in all, the day was productive and I managed to avoid the pitfalls of boredom I usually face when my family are away.
Welcome to Harvey Millican!
On this page you will encounter the writing of a man who loves writing, loves his wife and kids, loves pop culture, and loves his faith.
Here you will find:
-faith & spirituality
and a whole lot more!
By the way, don't take me too seriously.
Harvey’s Cast of Characters
New to my blog? Wondering who all these people are whom I so lovingly mention from time to time? Here's a handy guide to the characters in Harvey's universe!
Harvey: That's your's truly. Not my real name. I'm a faithful Catholic, husband, father, teacher, former TV producer, and writer who's just trying to make a difference in this little piece of earth I call home. I have a penchant for coffee, disco, gin, and anything fun.
Mrs. Harvey: My lovely wife since 2007. Why she married me, I'll never know; but I'm sure glad she did. Love of my life, mother of my children... She puts up with me, expecting nothing in return. So far, she's gotten a pretty good return on her investment.
Son/Sonny Boy/Young Man: Our seven eight-old son. Loves (currently) machines, Legos, Star Wars, the History Channel, weather phenomena, his sister, and chicken nuggets. Apple of my eye, he reminds me of why I am so proud of my former reproductive abilities.
Baby Girl: Our seven year-old daughter. She has my eyes, my heart, and my birthday (even to the exact minute!). Loves girly things, her brother, and expressing herself artistically. Takes after her dad in appearance but that doesn't seem to have affected her beauty. Reason #2 I'm in awe of my siring capabilities.
(My) Mom: Amazing woman who brought me into the world. Doesn't get to visit us much in person due to trans-continental distance but she and I speak via FaceTame almost every day. A native New Yorker, she and I laugh at the same twisted things. If you like this blog, thank her. She knows her kids and encouraged me to write years ago.
Wilma: OK, so that's her real name. Texas born and bred, Wilma is my mother-in-law, cancer-warrior, prayer partner, drinking buddy, and one of the most genuinely awesome human beings on the planet.
le.Rheims: My baby sister and fellow blogger. She writes far better than I do and never lets me forget it. She prefers to be known as a well-known socialite and composer of light verse but I think sister, wife, and mother of 8 suits her better.
More to come...