Does anyone else obsess about the people driving on the freeway? I have got to stop wasting brain cells on analyzing who should be driving in which freeway lanes.
It’s back-to-school time and my first grandbaby, Evelyn, just left for college.
It is hard to be a funny person in today’s world, where everyone takes themselves so seriously.
This week, I read in Google News that Biden signed into law Republican Sen. Susan Collins of Maine and Democratic Sen. Sherrod Brown of Ohio legislation, called the All-American Flag Act which requires all state and federal government agencies to purchase flags that have been completely manufactured in the US. I like the way Google cleverly titled their article, “American flags must now be born in the USA” … cute. I considered plagiarizing it for this blog title.
Nothing like a little sun, salt water, and a warm sea breeze to fix what ails you.
This week has gotten away from me, and I find myself without a well written blog and I don’t want to just slap something together. Instead, I leave you with this thought provoking quote …
How Kerry McCoy Became an Enterprise
March marks the two-year anniversary of the Covid pandemic. I’m torn between writing about the past two years of Covid’s grief, relief and yes, even joy, or about the rise of cults during our societal turmoil. Maybe they go together.
In preparing for my UIYB interview with Cole Rodgers, I read his book, School of Man. In this self-help book, Cole talks about man’s human frailties, and I am reminded of my own. He speaks of man’s struggles with communication and of their male falsehoods and self-imposed masks. Though it may be easier for women to admit their weaknesses, I am not sure that makes dealing with them any easier. To be human is to suffer on some level. Luckily, with age comes the recognizable warning signs and learned wisdom to deal with the devil speak.
It is hard to believe, in this day and age, that small men with big egos are still willing and able to wage war on innocent women and children. If you could get through his carefully narrated propaganda campaign, you might argue he is doing this for his country, if his countrymen weren’t protesting in the streets.
This is an unexpected trick I stumbled upon that has added some pizazz to my marriage and that I’ve shared with a few friends. Surprising to all of us, it works. (And, no, I am not talking about anything sexual.)
Sometimes I feel like I am shouting (my metaphor for writing) into the wind. Therefore, when I get a reply of any kind on my blog, I like it. It is nice to know people are reading my weekly posts, even if the knowing is sometimes coming from a not-so-nice comment or an unsubscribe.
How much can one really manifest through the power of positive thinking? According to all the self-help books I read, it is a lot.
Our first week as the new proprietors of Freedom Flag Company, now…
Never one to miss an opportunity, I said “Yes” when my MeTV representative called and asked if I wanted to throw out the first pitch at Dickey-Stephens Ballpark.
I sit outside all the time. I took note a few weeks ago when, for a brief moment, right at dusk, I felt an ever so slight wisp of cool air brush across my skin. This is when I began to take notice of the trees and saw they were feeling it, too.