Feel Good Friday … a children’s hospital story

It is Friday and we all need a good story. We need a light hearted tale, maybe a little laughter, or even a “so cool” type of read. So, I’ve got your fix. As I perused news articles from all over, I came across this little blurb. Maybe it is because I have written about…

Love It, Leave It, or Transform It, Part III

I moved here seven months ago. I moved from Dallas to Evergreen … quite a culture change. And it took seven months for me to get it. “Get what?” you ask. I purchased a Carhartt shirt. Yep, a brand I normally don’t have. You’ll find Lucky Jeans, Lacoste shirts, Kuhl hiking attire, Under Armor hoodies,…

Love It, Leave It, or Transform It, Part II

If actions show what we believe, where do your actions show others what you believe? Do your actions reveal an affection, a desire to be like the world? I mean, if someone were to compare you to the average Joe or Joleen, would they see much of a difference? Do you care more about what…

Events that Leave A Mark

We had certain rules. I don’t remember too many, but we had them. Never play with play-doh at home, it got messy. When father whistled, we came running. No food on the new vehicle. And when I was growing up, my mother would keep us out of the living room. This was especially true when…

Bird Poop On My Shoulder

So I was tagged, marked, bombed, or pooed on. Is pooed a word? It is now. Somewhere between Granny Bees and the 4Runner, a wonderful aviary citizen of Appomattox let it be known I was walking in their turf. I did not even know it until later I looked in the mirror and saw the…