There are few things that warm my heart with contentment more than watching one of my kids sleeping. Lest your cynicism take hold; no, it’s not because they’re simply not awake. It’s all those things you hear other people say but don’t really appreciate until it’s you. It’s the innocence, the peacefulness, the adorableness, the loveliness.
You know what? I can…
It is evening, two hours before your normal bedtime. What do you suppose is the worst thing you could do? How about a little nap?
You go to bed at a reasonable hour, after your unplanned hour-long nap. You lie down to bed with what you believe to be a great recipe for sleep, a book you’ve already read once and a drowsy head start. Only, it isn’t such a tasty recipe after all. Now…
It’s happened to you before. You get your hopes up and they are unceremoniously dumped in the crapper. The pisser about this evening is that my hopes were so fresh. I hardly got to know them before they were gone. Hope can be fleeting, but to come and go in less than five minutes? This keeps up and I’m going to need a better prescription drug benefit with my health insurance.
The…
You’ve heard me mention the “natural order.” It’s one of the ways we make sense of a complex world, in order to keep up with all the crap out there, we take some things for granted. Growing boys will have more scrapes and bruises, growing girls will get into more trouble, my wife will have a good reason to yell at me at least once a week, Macs will continue to be a superior…
The other day one of my coworkers approached me with welcome praise. He told me that he appreciated all of the helpful computer advice I had given him over the course of our six year acquaintance. He went so far as to say that he trusted my computer advice more than anyone else.
Who doesn’t like to be appreciated, as if he were the best thing to come along since Barry first crooned…
Alternate title: “Is this blog becoming a treatise on substance addiction?”
What’s faster than Crash Bandicoot, produces more energy than a stray match at your local propane refilling station, and is more excitable than a cat stuck in the dryer? What if you were a little anxious about going to work this morning, then you proceeded to drink two cups of coffee, two glasses of iced…
All right, let’s face it, I’d have more street cred as a 14 year old girl with a passion for classical music and a yearning to play the viola. That said, I just can’t get past the street mod, Japanese import, teen sensation, ridiculous sounding automobile. Yes, I drive one of these cars that’s often modified by our misdirected youth. Yes, I’ve discussed this before.
BRUSSELLS, Belgium (AP) – Seeking to brush up on his bona fides as the “American Wartime President,” President Bush had tough talk for Europeans on the issue of Syria and Iran on Monday. While Bush would not rule out the use of force in Iran or Syria, he did claim there were differences to the situation in Iraq and Iran, “, for one thing, we’ve got a whole mess…
I have added my wife as an authorized author for this site. So, if you see an entry posted by “Herself” and you suspect I didn’t post it, I probably didn’t. Why on Earth would I do such a thing? Heck if I know. She hasn’t asked and I haven’t asked her; it was a spur of the moment thing.
**Contrived linguistic bonus: “Spur” might just be an apt…