Every morning, we had the same thing. Eggs. This is by no means, a complaint. In fact, I loved this about growing up in my family. We were an egg-eating bunch. My Dad is to blame for that. He lived
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How do you do…
Although I dislike the visualization of the phrase, it is completely true: “There is more than one way to skin a cat.” This is accurate for every activity under the sun, I think. Eating soup. Serving a tennis ball. Weeding
The Unbelievable
Epic Fail. There has been much said about failure, by a lot of smart people, over all these years. But, one stands out for me tonight. “Your attitude towards failure determines your altitude after failure.” — John C. Maxwell But
On the road
I had to drive over to Dayton early this morning. I love to crank up music in my car. Alternative is my favorite. But sometimes, I just like to have perfect quiet in the car. Today was one of
Giddy Up
Today I found out a good friend of mine had a pony when she was a little girl. A pony! And, my Mary, also had a horse when she was a girl. They both say they loved those animals. I
Boo. Boo. And again.
We all make mistakes. It is the human way. I used to work for a newspaper, in the “composing” area. We would construct ads, and mock up layouts, and that sort of thing. Sometimes we had to work really fast.
Bobble Beauty
Today I was driving through town, on my way home from a meeting. I noticed the car directly in front of me, a Toyota. I did not recognize the model, as it was a much older version of the Toyota
Nailed it.
Sometimes things break. It happens. For the most part, they work just as they should. If we are lucky. But every now and again, a gasket blows, a wheel falls off, a cookie crumbles. It is like pounding away at
A little help
Every once in a great while, there is too much that I want to say here. I’ve run this thing a hundred ways tonight. Write. Highlight. Delete. Over and over again. So before it all goes sideways, I decided to
Bubbly. Three.
Sometimes. You have to wonder about certain Nursery Rhymes. Throw it down, and say… what in the HOLY heck. I think the authors may have been going a little heavy on the Absinthe back in the days of knickers, and