It must be something in my genetic make-up. I must be missing some kind of chromosomal cog in my brain wheel. There’s got to be someone or something I can blame for my lack of ability to truly see “outside the box.” I’ve known about my “deficiency” for quite some...
Being grateful for our blessings is the easy part. Being grateful for the bumps and ditches, gullies and catastrophic chasms in the road, not so much. Tomorrow will be the first Thanksgiving without Mom. A scant year ago, Mom was prodding me with her walker in my...
Thanksgiving isn’t for a few more days, yet I’ve been wearing red and green outfits for the past month of weekends. Bazaar Season is short and sweet, and as I’ve previously written, one must make hay while the sun shines. This Friday, Saturday, and Sunday I’ll be...
This particular phenomena is also know as “The Domino Effect,” “The Ripple Effect,” “The Slippery Slope,” and “That’s One Fine Mess You’ve Gotten Us Into Now, Ollie!” Ok, so maybe I made that last one up, but I think it aptly summaries the chain of events that began...
Previously, I’ve admitted in this blog that I’m a bit of a gambler. I enjoy the occasional trip to the casinos, and I spend a little time in Las Vegas or Reno every couple of years. But today I’m disclosing that my penchant for rolling the dice goes beyond the grocery...
