Happy Mama’s Day, ladies
I read something a few years ago that had two effects on me: first, it made me laugh. Second, it stuck with me. Ready?
“Raising children is like being pecked to death by a chicken.”
I read something a few years ago that had two effects on me: first, it made me laugh. Second, it stuck with me. Ready?
“Raising children is like being pecked to death by a chicken.”
(Not So) Common Sense… There are a lot of ways to say it. “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” “Monkey see, monkey do.”
Grocery shopping. It’s become more of a social event for me than it is a matter of necessity. The florist and the produce guy have become friends of mine over the years, and we always make a point to catch up when I’m in there. I like that; so many of the “hometown” niceties are falling by the wayside these days.
I saw a funny video the other day, and in it, a little girl (maybe 4 years old) was asking her dad about Easter and
My husband and I just returned from a trip to Tennessee, to see family. My family, to be specific; my sister, brother-in-law, nieces and their children live there. As always, we had a lovely time and as always, we left feeling that we wish we lived closer to them.
Spit, shake, and seal. Eight weeks later, my Ancestry.com DNA signature and analysis would unlock a family history mystery that has baffled me for decades.
The mall is one of my least favorite places on earth. I dislike crowds. Mall teens in groups usually annoy me. And there’s a whole lot more merchandise under that one roof than I have money to buy. I just don’t see the point of it all.
Middle and high school level sports programs exist outside academic disciplines, yet they often teach lessons that are just as valuable as those learned in classrooms. The mission statements of many schools fully support that concept, and the statement of Beachwood High School (in Ohio) does a particularly good job of capturing the essence of school sports.
I usually try to make these columns a little humorous. After all, our lives have enough bad stuff, why not laugh as much as you can.
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