“What two colors make cyan,” I asked. Not your typical question at the dinner table, but my son and I were at Chili’s and were playing Trivia Crack on my phone. “It’s sigh-uhn,” said my son, emphasizing the second syllable. “Yes, that’s right,” I said, missing his point. “What two colors make sigh-ann?” I asked again.…
Tag: musings
I Eat 3 Filet-O-Fish Sandwiches a Year . . . Whether I Want To or Not
Bears know when to hibernate, fish know when to shed their skin, and cats know when to use the bathroom in your suitcase (well, mine does). Nature has equipped creatures around the world with an internal clock to know when to do IMPORTANT STUFF. I’m no exception. Nature has given me an invaluable gift – the ability…
A “Best” is THE best
As I sit at my computer this morning, there are ominous piles of paper stacked around me. Piles stacked dangerously high. If my desk was a ski resort, the slopes would be closed to protect the safety of visitors. In other parts of the house, clean dishes diminish, while dirty clothes accumulate. I see the…
Kids say (and eat) the darnedest things
When it comes to sick kids, there are basically three types of parents. First, there are the parents you see in a typical comedy at the theater: parents teetering on falling into chaos as panic sets in. Then there’s the more normal parents. The ones who calmly assess the situation, show a balance of concern,…
Son doesn’t fear receiving bag of switches from Santa
I guess it happens to all of us sooner or later. You know, that time when you’re cruising through life, thinking that you’re hip or cool. Well, maybe not hip. And certainly not cool. But still you think you’re up on current events, and you can relate to young people, especially your kids. You can…
Son’s criticism of Davey and Goliath wildly misplaced
“Oh Boy!!” It was my birthday and I was so excited! It was a Saturday morning and I was cruising through the menu to see what was on TV when I stumbled across “Davey and Goliath” about to come on. Oh boy!! There’s nothing that gets me excited like bad TV. And on my birthday,…
Holding together the jello 