Going for Broke

Are you still working on the Pergo?

It depends on what you would characterize as “working”. If by working you mean putting an hours worth of work every six months, then yes – I am still working on the Pergo. Hey, all of our floors are covered. We just need a little touch up. Cheryl got excited when I told her I had done some work on the floor on Saturday while she was at work. She was a little less excited when she…
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Kitchen Sink

Right at home.

Going from place to place, day to day, I come across people who seem to be comfortable everywhere they go. Everyplace is like home, and that is exactly how they seem. I am not one of those people. Just today I was standing in line to pay for something and the person ahead of me was jabbering with the person behind the counter like it was their sister. Occasionally, the person behind the counter…
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Kitchen Sink

Deja vu.

This week has been a mover. Have you ever had the kind of day where you come in, start working, and the next thing you know you’re checking your watch and it’s about half an hour past the time you normally go home for the day? Now imagine that you are so single mindedly involved in your work that stopping is kind of like waking from a deep sleep. There is this period of disorientation…
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Family and Friends

Scare.

“John, I’m bleeding.” When you’re pregnant wife has had a miscarriage once before, those words only have one meaning. You don’t think lacerations. You don’t think of blisters that have burst. No, there is only one thing that comes to mind: reliving a past and unpleasant experience. Such was my experience this weekend. Cheryl uttered those words, and my…
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Going for Broke

One day.

10 p.m.: my normal bed time. 11:30 p.m.: I go to bed. Midnight: I go to sleep. 5:45 a.m.: I reluctantly wake up. 5:50: I reluctantly get out of bed. 6:50: Cheryl and Beth leave the house. 7:50: I leave the house. 7:51: car doesn’t start. 7:52: I return to the house. 7:53: I leave the house with my bike. 8:05: I arrive at Beth’s school five minutes late and awfully tired. 9:00: I return…
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Kitchen Sink

Reader beware.

One thing you won’t find waning in me is self pity. Without going into the boring details, let me just sum it up like this: you don’t have to be physically isolated from other human beings to be alone. We live in a time when the word “liberal” is used like a four letter word. So how do you suppose someone who tends to share those political views fits in here, a decidedly…
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