It’s Memorial Day, again. Honestly, as I get older sometimes things become rote. Here we go again, another Easter, it’s time for Halloween again. As we move into summer, it’s another long weekend of flags, boats heading to the lake, and the smell of coals burning. More often than not, when I get in these modes, slip…
I’m always a little overzealous with the Spackle. The less is more philosophy sort of goes out the window and I find myself not only covering up unsightly cracks or holes, but trying to get the wall back to it’s original state. My enthusiastic efforts usually create patches. I overdo it and then I have…
My mom called me this past Friday and after our usual update and opinion sharing, she said, “Oh before you go, do you think Harper Lee should be publishing another book?” I was a bit taken aback. Why wouldn’t I be excited about the mind that strung together To Kill a Mockingbird releasing another work she wrote…
Pain. Is physical pain worse than emotional pain? I tend to think the emotional is harder to endure. Losing a child, or even watching a child hurting, is far worse than physically giving birth to that same child. I’m not saying that was a treat, but there is not an epidural for emotional pain. You can’t…
I need a new car. I mean I don’t really “need” one. Mine still runs, but it’s too big now that my children are older and it has 192,000 miles. The leather on my passenger seat split, so I bought these fancy seat covers, but they’re squirmy and move around a bit. They feel like…
I like peaches. I recently learned the difference between freestone (flesh separates from the pit) and clingstone (flesh clings to the pit) peaches. There’s really no way to tell the difference by looking at a peach, but I’m not a fan of the clingstone ones. I cut my peaches in half, throw the pit out…
There was a young woman at Whole Foods tonight in a wheelchair. She looked like she may have been recently released from the hospital. I instinctively recognized the telltale bandages, tape, and that weak, but happy to be out, look. She was smelling the natural soap slices with her brother, maybe her boyfriend. She was smiling and I stood…
I’m in a riptide. It’s not my first one, but I never get used to them. I flail and fight and reach for land or a rock. I don’t like being carried in a direction I don’t want to go. It’s scary and I like control, I often convince myself I need control. The riptides seem…
John Muir said, “The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.” He was an adventurer, an unbound spirit, a roamer. Any time I read snippets or quotes by people that travel, change, or see the world, they always appear fearless. In my mind they are…