Do you know what day it is? Do you know? Okay, well, did you know what day it was five days ago? It was Whine & Wine Wednesday!
We were sure our son would jump for joy at our parental directive to work fewer hours while also being encouraged to go out and have fun. There were no jumps for joy. There was only a look of confusion and an "I don't even know how to do that."
It’s a tough decision, at the moment, whether to take a thirty-fourth stab at a quick nap or get to clicking away. I’m sitting on a flight headed to the left coast in a pseudo-spurt-of-the-moment jaunt to visit my husband as he completes a few weeks of training with his new company. I could certainly … Continue reading Take The Trip.
To be fair, I didn’t see the story here until I was relaying to my mother the details of a minor injury to our doodle dog, Finley. It wasn’t the injury that caught my attention. It was the statement of “Oh no, it’s okay, Finley is absolutely thrilled” and its supporting information.
"The average person has twelve jobs in their lifetime. TWELVE! You don’t have to stay where you start for the rest of eternity!" We hope our children are discovering that today's decisions do not have to apply to the rest of their lives.
Girl Math was invented long ago by Sally Struthers. When Sally begged for our help, many of the Girl Math pioneers were lying on living room couches next to a bucket. We were home from school, sick, and Sally popped in during the Price is Right pleading for our help. Honestly, I’m not sure what she needed my help with, as I was too locked into my first lesson in Girl Math.
The first rule of Dell's downfall is not to talk about Dell's downfall.
We do get a lot of things right in this land of the free but, my goodness, it is not healthcare.
We finally reached a finish line three years in the making. But barely. Mother Nature almost nixed our night with Matchbox 20.
I do not give. I do receive, but only in the sense that I receive joy as a voyeur.