In an age where everything has a sub-category (new-born, infant, toddler, tweener, teenager, young adult, ad infinitum), I have no idea what to call to Beth. To me she is simply a child. Like children from sea to shining sea, her life is about as complicated as a Happy Meal toy. Why then is she singing along with the radio in the back seat with passion, “… why’d you have to go…
There are three possible reasons why I didn’t write anything before now about the Lightning winning the Stanley Cup.
1. I just didn’t feel like it.
2. I was waiting for the emotions of the moment to ebb, in order to present a well reasoned and balanced accounting of the events.
3. I just woke up from a month long coma.
If I thought about it a little longer, I could probably come up…
Death? Taxes? The Yankees wining another World Series? A six year old child with an attention deficit, a pinch of hyperactivity, and a bow and arrow?
Yes, Beth had a busy day on Wednesday. I was picking her up from camp and her group leader was explaining all of the activities they participated in that day. They started with a hike through a local park, followed by some canoeing, another hike…
They say it is easiest to write about the things which are closest to your heart. So I ask myself, “What is close to your heart this morning?” Like just about every other morning, I think the answer would have to be my left lung.
The author does not wish to hear from any smart-ass M.D.s talking pericardium smack.
I can’t really think of much to say about my left lung. As far as I…
An important component of the Kauffman household’s (version 2.2) fiscal responsibility is its balance of powers. We have what you might call a bi-camel financial office. (Others might call it being considerate, being responsible, or being married.) Proposals for spending may originate from either side, but must ultimately be approved by both sides before they can be enacted.
Case in point: I…
Surely you know someone who always seems to agree. It doesn’t matter what is being discussed, that person is right in the thick of it, nodding their head in concurrence. Here’s something fun to try the next time such a person comes to you with a question. I’ll run you through a conversation I had with just such a person earlier today.
agreeable: “John, I’ve got a…
It all started with an infection. My doctor gave me antibiotics, but I didn’t tolerate them very well, so I ate yogurt. An easy to prepare lunch for work was born. It’s easy to pack and it’s easy to eat. Very little energy is necessary to complete either task. This is why I still eat yogurt for lunch. It isn’t because I’m on some diet. It certainly isn’t because…
Before this weekend I had never subjected myself to the pleasure of facing a baseball hurtling in my general direction within the confines of a chain link “cage.” It turns out that this pleasure can be had for only $1.50. That $1.50 gets you twenty pitches. That is twenty opportunities to humiliate yourself in front of strangers, family and friends alike. That is less than eight cents…
It seems like some issues are never easy, particularly when your health – or someone you love – is in question. With the explosion in pharmaceutical profits, as well as the use of both prescription and over the counter medication, we’ve seen a bit of a backlash against lawful drug use. There is a growing sense that we are too quick to medicate ourselves, seeking a fast fix for…