Do what makes you happy!

I pushed through the door of the cardio movie room and out into the gym.   An elderly woman asked me, “What are they doing in there?”   “They are buffing the floor,” I answered. “Can we still workout in there?” she followed.  I replied, “There’s still one girl in there.  I guess you could ask them.” I don’t usually engage in conversation with people in the … Continue reading Do what makes you happy!

Do what makes you happy!

I pushed through the door of the cardio movie room and out into the gym.   An elderly woman asked me, “What are they doing in there?”   “They are buffing the floor,” I answered. “Can we still workout in there?” she followed.  I replied, “There’s still one girl in there.  I guess you could ask them.” I don’t usually engage in conversation with people in the … Continue reading Do what makes you happy!

Happy Halloween Hoopla (Repost)

Every year I wonder what Breezy will choose to be for Halloween.  Her costumes are always done to the max, and are always so cute.  Or rather, she’s so cute in them! So far in her lifetime she’s been:  a lady bug, a jack-o-lantern, Super girl, Doc McStuffins, the green “Wicked Witch of the West” from the Wizard of Oz, Izzy from Jake and the … Continue reading Happy Halloween Hoopla (Repost)

Saturday morning softball

I arrive at the game early and set up camp under the shade of several hardwood trees. Other than this fairly large cool haven, there is no other respite from Georgia’s late summer scorcher. This is an interesting part of the year, this week between the waning days of summer and the arrival of the autumnal equinox. Today marks the first game of little league … Continue reading Saturday morning softball

A year of wonder & surprise

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.–Hebrews 11:1 When a new year arrives we don’t know what to expect.  We hope for a year of wonder & surprise.  We hope for good things to happen.  Sometimes they do, and sometimes they don’t. As my boss often says, hope is not a strategy.  Planning and doing is a … Continue reading A year of wonder & surprise

White Picket Fence

I grew up in a house with a white picket fence.  It was a literal white picket fence but was as much of a figurative white picket fence as there could be too. I grew up in the 60’s with a working dad, a stay-at-home mom, and four kids in an all American neighborhood where the families supported each other and the kids played together in each … Continue reading White Picket Fence