Age does not seem to be celebrated in this country. Which is odd because we covet old things, just not people. Vintage is hip, as is antique or distressed furniture. We like our wines and our cheeses aged. Old buildings and classic cars are held in the highest esteem. My son collects old comic books…
Orville Wright didn’t have a pilot’s license. Now that’s most likely because he and his brother are credited with the first flight. All the licensing and regulatory business came later, but I like the idea that one of the pioneers of flight wasn’t licensed. It’s similar to the quote in the movie Julie and Julia…”Julia…
“Somebody help get me up to the 10th floor. It’s my birthday and I’ve got the hookers!” Those exact words were bellowed over and over again at two in the morning a few years ago. We were in Prague renting a great walk up when the birthday boy rang the buzzer. I’m pretty sure he…
I was in the bathroom at Starbucks this morning. I was, well doing what you do in a bathroom and looking at my toes. I was thinking that I was happy I have a pedicure scheduled tomorrow because I was at Huntington Lake in a cabin last week. Hmm…this probably sounds a bit strange. Let…
Maggie turned 13, Cotter turned 16 and I cut my hair. Not in any particular order of importance, although the haircut is clearly less epic. I can grow that back, but I will never get a five year old Maggie or Cotter wearing his sister’s barrettes again. Change is important, vital. I’m convinced without it…
“Managing expectations” Last week at work I received an email with this phrase. It was the person’s way of telling me I was expecting too much and she wanted to make sure she was “managing expectations”. In normal speak this means, “you are not going to get what you want, so get a grip and…
It seems that Brazil nuts help with anxiety and citrus is good for stress, according to Dr. Oz. I’m not a Dr. Oz follower, but at the same time when I’ve seen a snippet of him on television, or read an article, I like him. I should say, I like what he has to say…
When Michael and I were younger we decided to go on the road. By on the road, I mean we put our stuff in storage, bought a motor home, packed up a then two year old Katlyn and went on the road. How did we make a living? No, we were not in a rock…
I hate the grocery store. I like having food, but the process of shopping for it is annoying and don’t even get me started on the unpacking and putting away business. Michael cooks and…he likes to buy the food. Perfect right? It would be, except lately he invites me to go with him, cruise the…