What Your Choice of Beverage Says About You

I’m not a bartender, so I can’t claim to have expert knowledge on beverages and the personalities of those who drink them, but I am a person who has opinions and a blog. A dangerous combination, to be sure.

If you order …

beer-4-1326034-639x424Beer: If you are a guy, you are one of the guys. No more, no less. Nothing to be ashamed of. If you are a gal, you are also one of the guys, and you tend to prefer football over baseball. One of your best friends drinks wine. Secretly you think she can be a snob, but deep down she’s a good person so you don’t mind. You’re bighearted that way. Continue reading “What Your Choice of Beverage Says About You”

Overheard One Saturday Morning at Costco

It’s summer, you need to get out of the house, you’re hot and tired and just a little bit hungry. Where do you go? Well, there’s always Costco …

WP_20150616_20_08_32_Pro[1]First, you show your membership card to the happy Costco employee at the door. Sometimes you goof and show them your debit card instead. No matter. You are granted access.

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A Tribute to Nurses

Without going into too much detail, I have — through no fault of my own — had the occasion at various points in my life to spend time in the hospital.

Except for the birth of Son and later Daughter, none of these occasions were for pleasant reasons. As a matter of fact, they were for extremely unpleasant reasons. And were it not for the presence of those ministering angels, otherwise known as nurses, my time spent in those hospitals would have been unbearable.

WP_20140915_18_25_12_Pro[1]May 6 through May 12 is National Nurses Week. Did you know that? Well, now you do. It would be nice if we could give them all flowers, wouldn’t it? Costly, but nice.

In any case, if you know a nurse, or currently have a nurse caring for you (gosh, hope you start feeling better soon), then please stop for a moment and let them know how much you appreciate every blessed thing they do. Go ahead and do it now. I’ll wait …

I would like to pay tribute to all the women and men who serve in this noble profession by offering my memories of three particular nurses who helped me at different times in my life. I’m afraid I do not remember their names, because I’m not someone who remembers names even when I’m well. Yet each of them are wonderful human beings deserving of the highest praise. We mere mortals shrink in their presence.

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A Little to the Left — A Tale of Political Leanings

Each day began with the same routine: upon rising from bed, he stretched, touched his toes five times, did a quick jog in place, and finished with a growled affirmation that this day, as were all days prior, would be his day.

Why it was his day, or what it was his day for, was never quite clear. Nor did his wife ask him. She decided early in their marriage that it might be best she not know. She also decided to wake up a full hour before he did, which on the whole was quite wise.

This particular morning, however, he did not stretch upon rising from bed, he touched his toes 10 times rather than five, and were his wife still in the room, she would have noted the lack of affirmation that the day was his.

For he did not feel the day was his. Nor did he feel it was not his. He merely felt that the day was.

This was the first sign something was amiss.

The second occurred when he walked into the kitchen for a cup of coffee and greeted his wife.

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