I’m a crack addict. Yep, I’m addicted to Trivia Crack. If you know the application, it’s very close to what Trivial Pursuit was like. You have to answer successfully three trivia questions in the categories of arts, geography, science, entertainment, sports, or history. Then, you are given the opportunity to choose a category from which to answer a fourth question. If you answer it correctly, … Continue reading Crack can mess with your brain
If I could turn back time, if I could find a way…(Cher) If I knew then what I know now, I’d do some things differently. Who wouldn’t? They say hindsight is 20/20, so as I approach that year, I reflect upon what might have been. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had a great life. I come from a loving, God-fearing family. I loved school from … Continue reading If I could turn back time
I head downtown for an early dentist appointment. I’m wearing a sweater, partly because it’s a little cool outside, and partly because the exam rooms are like meat lockers. It rains a few drops on my 10 minute trip. We need lots of rain. It’s a short wait before I’m called back to a patient room. As I sit in the chair I find myself … Continue reading Time for a cool change
I sit in the parking lot of Taco Bell and watch the clock on my dash board. I’ve decided to walk inside at precisely 11:40. Breezy’s lunch period this 4th grade year is 12:15 to 12:45. She wants her food to arrive in the office at 12:09. 12:09. She was very specific about that. She said she’d be at recess just before lunch and would … Continue reading Grub Hub Delivers
My appointment was at 8:30 a.m. I arrived in the second waiting room about 9:45 after having the first stage of treatment. As I walked in I said aloud, sort of to the surgical tech who escorted me, but mostly to myself, “Ay. They’re all wearing bandages!” It was my attempt at an allusion to a line in the 1960 movie The Grass is Greener. … Continue reading Welcome to Mohs!
I often ponder whether there is a God. I grew up with God-fearing parents and went to Sunday school and church services in a conservative, evangelistic Christian congregation. I attended a Christian college. I worked at Christian colleges for 15 years of my career. I’m not the kind of person you’d think would question the existence of God. I am highly educated. Less than … Continue reading The faith of a mustard seed
If I weren’t so livid, I suppose it might have been humorous. Thirty-six hours later I still can’t find the humor in it. Some days of air travel go so smoothly. Leaving Atlanta last week I was “TSA pre-screened” and the process was easy. Didn’t have to take my shoes off, walked through the metal detector and all was well. Got to my gate in … Continue reading TSA ruined my day
I’m pretty much the Queen of Amazon Prime. I order half of what I buy through Amazon, even my groceries. I get so many smiling boxes at my door I can scarce remember what’s in them. Recently I picked Breezy up from school and brought her to my house. She wanted to open the daily delivery so I said, “sure.” I don’t remember what was … Continue reading An Early Birthday Gift
My son was amazed that I decided to get my first tattoos at the age of 60. He has lots of them, all very colorful. He got them some years ago. Fortunately he got them all in places he can hide them. That’s good because he now works in management at a Japanese based manufacturer. I, on the other hand, did not care to hide … Continue reading My first tattoos
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice. (T. S. Eliot) It was a beautiful Christmas Eve day in the burbs of Atlanta. People were out shopping at our outdoor mall in short-sleeved tee-shirts. It was a bit windy and my hair blew every which way, but the cool air felt wonderful on my face and arms. … Continue reading What will the New Year bring?
Not long ago, we celebrated my son’s 35th birthday at a steakhouse on a Saturday night. My husband and I arrived after his family, so I was met near the front door by 8-year old Breezy. She’d been sent to retrieve us. “Where’s Papa?” she asked. “He’s parking the car,” I said. Just after getting us settled down at the table, pointing out our assigned … Continue reading The Perfect Sleepover