Love Notes and Diet Coke

Love Notes and Diet Coke

As the old saying goes “actions speak louder than words,” and while I believe that’s true, I do so love words as well. I love words in languages I don’t even understand. I love words in times of happiness, of sadness, of fear and of longing—and there are some...
Countdown to Disaster

Countdown to Disaster

Ladies and Gentlemen, I believe the disturbing experience I had today is proof positive that the Doomsday Clock is thundering toward the end of civilization as we know it. I was in a hurry this morning and in a complete departure from my daily habit of at least 45...
An Alarming Adventure

An Alarming Adventure

The older you get, the greater your chances become of having to eat crow over something you misstated, misjudged or, as is typical for me, “mis-ridiculed” at an earlier point in your life. For example, it turns out that sensible shoes actually are the sensible choice...
Drive-Thru Disaster

Drive-Thru Disaster

I teach at a nearby college from 9 to 12 on weekday mornings. After class, I leave school and head off to tutor my private students. On Wednesdays, I have a very short window of time to get from campus to my student’s house. As a concession to my tight schedule and...
High-Tech Baby with a Low-Tech Granny

High-Tech Baby with a Low-Tech Granny

I am about one month away from my grandmother midterm test, and I don’t mind telling you I am a little nervous. In January I had to study harder than an insurance adjuster before a personality test to pass the entrance exam. Back then I prepared to keep my...
Two of a Kind–I’m Becoming My Husband!

Two of a Kind–I’m Becoming My Husband!

I’ve often heard that over time married couples begin to resemble each other. Aside from the two whiskers that recently sprouted to the right of my upper lip, I have not noticed my appearance sliding in my husband’s direction. Now I would not mind one bit if my fluffy...
The Perfect Storm–What the Winds of Fate Taught Me About Hope

The Perfect Storm–What the Winds of Fate Taught Me About Hope

Every now and then, the winds of fate blow in a curious pattern, sweeping up whatever is in their path and configuring it into a perfect storm of disaster. My perfect storm hit a few months back and included a baby, a runaway dog, and a bowl of cat food. The mayhem...
Can You Hear Me Now?

Can You Hear Me Now?

According to a short Google search I just conducted, the best historic evidence suggests that marriage as a formal institution has existed for nearly 5,000 years. In all that time, there has likely never been one single wife who, at some point or other, didn’t blurt...
The Fishing Pond and the Secret of an Abundant Life

The Fishing Pond and the Secret of an Abundant Life

As is likely the case for many of us, my upbringing included a strong emphasis on the notion of limitations. For much of my early life I accepted the “truth” that there was a finite amount of such commodities as love, recognition and happiness without ever challenging...