Category: BigDangDeal

  Distracted. That is a word that comes around quite frequently these days. We hear it everywhere, from common conversations, to items on the news. It is usually accompanying a story of misfortune. A tale of a distracted driver who

On days like this, I think of a blue million things to write. My brain asks itself, what in the world should we write about this day? The question isn’t one of ambiguous searching. It is closer to, “There are

  Cinco De Mayo. It is more than the push from Taco Bell to sell more burritos. No, translated, it is the Fifth of May. Today. But here, in America, pockets of people celebrate this day five. Here in America,

There are big chunks of my childhood that I don’t remember. Or I have misplaced somehow, and then I need a prompt, and things begin to come back clearly. But one thing that I am fairly certain of is this.

Give it a little time, and a new study rolls around. This one is mostly for the women who spend some time here at Kid Wednesday. But men with wives, or sisters, or mothers, might find it interesting too. Essentially,

Do you ever wonder what a Gecko really is? Yeah. Me neither. I mean, we all sort of get the vague understanding of them from the TV Commercials. They are some sort of Lizard Creature. Small. Probably from a warm

Ollie turned to me a little while ago, and said, “I think we should take the night off Pol.” And so we did. And I am thankful. =========== “Rest and be thankful.” ― William Wordsworth ===========

  There are things about every day. Things which are new, unto their own. It could be anything really. Good or bad. A new flower blooming in the garden. A flat tire. A brilliant recipe. Anything. And then, there are

Birthdays are a funny thing. We spill out of our mothers. All of a sudden. But we knew it was coming. We all decided when we would come out. Well, most of us made that decision on our own. I

First of all, they have to change the name. Plantar’s Wart. Whoever named it got it wrong. You see, I have a Plantar’s Wart, and I do solemnly swear, I am NOT a Planter. Of anything. I inherited my Mother’s