I hate public restrooms. Public restrooms should be avoided at all cost. (Well, almost, all cost.) Let’s just take a look at the definition of the word:
Ok, this is very embarrassing for me but I’ll come clean and confess:
“I have used a Selfie Stick”. Continue reading
Dear Mr Miller,
My husband thinks it would be okay to re-gift an item we received from my great-aunt Ruth. I, on the other-hand, feel it would be improper and cause some alarm to the recipient of the gift. Could you please settle this argument for us?
PS, if it’s not too much trouble, I would like a reply before Christmas…
Mrs Mary Giver.
Okay, first of all, let me go on record and say that I am shocked that you would actually ask if it’s considered okay to re-gift… Continue reading
While walking out to my truck the other day after work, my attention was drawn to a disgusting white puddle in the alley. As I stepped over it making sure not to get any on my shoes, I had to smile sheepishly to myself. You see, I had accidentally created that white puddle earlier in the day. Continue reading
You may not realize it, but Lame Jokes and their “Tellers”, are disappearing at an alarming rate… My first impulse is to suggest filtering some of our government’s vast supply of surplus money to the full investigation of this problem. (See what I did there?) This could possibly be classified as a lame joke. Lets check the criteria to see if all the characteristics of a lame joke are present: “First of all, is it lame?” That was pretty easy to answer: “Yes it is.” So now – is it short enough to eliminate the need for the hearer to have a clear grasp of reality, or an elastic attention span? Answer: Continue reading
Just some of the things that the kids shared they were thankful for during our Thanksgiving party at Kid’s Club this week. It was eye-opening for me to hear these kids mention some things that I often take for granted. It is good that we have one day a year set aside to eat turkey and mashed potatoes, but I know I could do a better job of being thankful the other 364 days. When I asked the kids what does thankfulness mean, Continue reading
Have you ever felt like every single time you get a cart at a store it is the one that has a bad squeak? Or maybe it has a severe flat spot on one of the wheels and it goes “bumpbumpbumpbumpbump” as you wander throughout the store. I have on occasion, found a cart that did not show any of the usual negative tendencies and gotten it half filled before it started protesting with a shrill whine and a propensity to veer off to the right. It was not unlike trying to break a wild pony. (Not that I have ever attempted this in any way, outside of my imagination). It had a mind of its own and obviously it had no intention of giving up without a fight. I would wrestle it past other shoppers who were looking on Continue reading