‘Twas the night before game picks
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
But my wireless mouse.
‘Twas the night before game picks
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
But my wireless mouse.
Not the three most likely words one would expect to see together…and yet…my life was enriched, no, my life found new meaning, while attending a memoriam of the loss of another’s life.
A few weeks ago I attended a funeral with a friend of mine as “moral support.” She had lost a friend with whom her relationship began as a business associate. The woman who passed away was 92 years of age. Her name was Jo. I had never met Jo, although I did hear quite a bit about her from my friend over the years. I knew “of” Jo, and if anyone had told me that when she died I would be attending her funeral, I would have thought, “Really? That’s interesting!” I mean, seriously, a person doesn’t attend funerals of someone they don’t know, do they? Continue reading

With the H1N1 flu “pandemic” the hand sanitizer industry has flourished, even in the face of a weakend economy.
Funny title, and yet, I can’t take credit for it. I do, however, wish I could give credit where credit is due…it was a line I overheard when my kids were watching cartoons and none of us can recall which one it was.
As a young parent the demands on your time are insane! While my youngest child is 13 (eek….14 in a week!) I remember all too well the non-stop days of diapering, cooking, cleaning, reading, rocking, singing, refereeing, time-out-ing, time-in-ing, bathing, dressing, teaching, playing, block-building, washing, folding, ironing, (yes. ironing.) shopping, cooking, listening, talking, yelling, explaining, bandaging, cuddling, teeth-brushing, face-washing, hair-brushing, cooking, baking, picking-up, organizing…and that was just in one day.
After about a year into the current economic recession, the bedroom community in which I live started a campaign to “Buy Local.” The merchants would place on their marquees, “Buy *Local* First.” While driving around the streets of our quaint little city, I would see banners and signs, “Buy *Local* First.”
The following is taken from my facebook note on April 23, 2009 — 3:24 AM
(did I mention I am a night-owl?)
“What if?” I asked myself. What if I could forgive without anyone else’s behavior changing, without ever receiving acknowledgement for having been wounded, without anyone ever knowing what I have endured in the name of taking the higher road? Yea, so what if….?
I began searching and finding inspiration.

No Pain – No Gain. A phrase common in most gyms and with many personal trainers. Well, here’s a twist on that phrase. Consider it in the context of eating. When do you have pain with eating? When you are too hungry, or when you are too full, right? If you eat too much food you will gain weight and if you don’t eat often enough, your body goes into starvation mode, and you will gain weight. Are you with me? So….No Pain (too full, too hungry) No Gain (gaining weight). What do you think?