I’ve been having a bit of an identity crisis lately. Warning, this blog may be a touch whiney and I realize I could be living in Haiti or missing a leg. I know…there are people a lot worse off than I am and quite frankly I’m sick of hearing about it. I want to wallow…
I’m famous for saying, “I would love to live Seattle.” “I could live in London in a minute. The rain doesn’t bother me.” “I don’t know why I live in this damn state. I would move in a minute.” Today was the first sunny day we have had in Phoenix, Arizona for quite some time.…
I have been crazy busy trying to write something worth reading, so I will leave this day to Walt Whitman. Regardless of your party or candidate, Enjoy the Process!: Election Day, November, 1884 by Walt Whitman (1819-1892) If I should need to name, O Western World, your powerfulest scene and show, ‘Twould not be you,…
Sprinklers. I like sprinklers. I like the Ch…Ch…ChChCh sound they make. I like their consistency. The sound of sprinklers either retires a hard fought day, or it welcomes a new day’s possibilities. No one ever runs their sprinklers during the details of the day. I live in the desert, so I do not have sprinklers…
Today is the 4th of July. Independence Day for the United States of America. My youngest daughter was taking pictures of anything and everything today and she happened to take a picture of a vase of flowers. Instead of taking a picture of the flowers she photographed the stems in the vase. I looked at…
“You are so lucky”, she said. We were discussing life and she was commenting on how lucky I was to have children, a great marriage and a career. “I am very fortunate”, I replied and we left it at that. Later that evening I got to thinking. Is it really luck? I am not sure…
I went to Starbuck’s this morning as I always do (my life has a bit of a Groundhog Day feel to it sometimes). As I approached the counter there before me stood one of my favorite people. A woman, nicely dressed, great shoes and obviously very, very important. She was so important that it was…
Today is Father’s Day. My father is not really a father, but more like a guy I used to visit in the summer when I was a child. My parents were divorced when I was three and while many family members have said my dad tried, he did not try hard enough. When I am…
Humor is the key. There have been busy and chaotic times around our house during the last few months. More than a glass of wine or some Advil, laughter is what gets me through. It doesn’t just get me through, it allows me to enjoy the whole thing and most importantly it gives me a…