Red Vines

My first memory of Red Vines was at a swimming pool. Today any time I have a Red Vine I think of pools and rain. It was summer, and there was a odd rainstorm. But the swimming lesson at the local neighborhood pool had not been canceled. The water was freezing and my teeth chattered….

End of the Year

Christmas lists to Santa are a staple of childhood. I remember making one each year. I soon discovered that I was only receiving about two items from my list. I don’t remember the age when I so-called wised up, but I had grown rather disappointed that every year I made a big list and barely…

R.I.P Charley Girl

  The house has not been the same since you left. The skies have been cloudy since your peaceful end, they must know the gray  in my heart. A part of me thinks that you are hiding in a different room and I will see you in a second. Another part of me thinks that…

Digging Deep

​Once in a while I dig a slight depth into personal thoughts and feelings on here. This will be one of those times. My day job has me meeting with individuals that most often need a hands on level of care to function in their daily lives. I’m not a stranger to what this life…

Appreciation Monday

Growing up I was crazy about my Lego collection. I played with my Legos and Hot Wheel cars 80% of the time and Barbies 20% of the time. I would build houses or buildings and incorporate my Hot Wheel cars as visitors coming and going non-stop. I had a bin of Legos so heavy that…

Appreciation Monday

Every once in a while two of my favorite and most wonderfully warm teachers from school pop into my mind. I looked up to my female teachers a lot when I was young, I connected with them as I was not happy with my home life situation. While I have all but forgotten most of…

No Advice, No Wisdom…No 800 Numbers

I was nine years old when my father dragged me to see “Dead Poets Society.” I hated it. I fell asleep several times too. I don’t remember my age, but my mom let me watch parts of “Good Morning Vietnam.” I didn’t understand the movie, yet I know that it made my mom laugh so…

Where Did the Country Music Go?!?!

Country music needs to be given a new name. I love the new sound that has developed over the years, but it shouldn’t be called country. Country now-a-days is a a mix of pop and rock combined with a guitar to make it classified for country radio stations. But I miss REAL OLD SCHOOL COUNTRY!…

Social Media vs. Holiday Cards

As soon as I decorate my place for Christmas I know holiday cards are soon to arrive. Yet over the last five years fewer cards arrive in the mailbox. Last year I believe I only received four physical Christmas cards. But over ten email Christmas letters, and three photo only mail with no family letter….

Just Something About a Dog

I love my dogs…my kids. They bring joy to my life everyday. Yet I never thought I would be a dog person, nor would I grow to love an animal as much as I love my dogs. For blog followers of mine that have been around for the last four odd years you know that…

Remaking Pfaumenkuchen

The return of school days fills the grocery stores with different plums…one of them, Italian Plums, is only in the produce section for two to three weeks (if your grocery store even carries them). As a child my father would hand me a cookie sheet and a ball of dough. I would spend what seemed…

Thoughts on the New Year

That’s right, another post about New Years. Are they not all the same? Things people wish to do, go, and be. Ways to better themselves or their health. But does a new year, basically just a date on the calendar really make it so goals/objectives have a commonplace starting point? It goes back to the…