Sometimes skies are cloudy. Many factors may invade our happiness. I have friends and relatives who seem to be experiencing dark skies today. Some of their clouds are health related. Others are caused by fractured relationships, financial hardships or a vague depressive …
First it was our front gate. We live in an area where all our neighbors have automatic gates. It’s a bit of a status symbol, along with quite a convenience. I suggested it. Sherry said no way. I asked why. Sherry replied that my body would thank her in 20 years. I told …
List number one: An official Bloodline putterTwo-week vacation to Scottsbluff, NebraskaGarage doors that open automaticallyAlmost new Toyota HighlanderFirm king size mattressTwelve prime Omaha steaks List number two: HappinessLoving …
It shouldn’t be a real shocker anymore when things don’t always go my way. Aging sometimes reminds me of my high school chemistry teacher, Mr. Craven. When I was feeling pretty cocky about my growing knowledge of the 94 elements roaming around earth, Mr. Craven would quiz me …
Last week, I did one of my three least favorite things. Next to going to the dentist and trudging my way through airport security, purchasing a new (actually used) car ranks right up there. What is there not to like? Let me go over my list. I don’t want to bond with a …
We have a bird’s nest above our front door. Each spring, a swallow shows up and prepares it for her babies. Last week, I sadly heard a swallow hit our picture window and fall to the ground. I knew it was the mother swallow and now her chirping fledglings were without …
My friend Roy Williams has written his Monday Morning Memo blog for as long as I recall and before. It’s a super source for marketing advice and creative sales ideas. It didn’t take me more than a year or two (I’m a slow learner) to figure out the Monday Morning Memo …
I’m starting a new company, and I’m looking for a few wealthy investors.It’s called The Old Man Jeans Corporation. I’ve never been one to try on clothes before I buy them. It’s just not me – slipping into one of those tiny, well-lit cubicles, closing the thick purple curtain …
I’ve received a valuable reminder today. When tragedy hits individuals I love and I wish to offer support, the words I should never utter, no matter how well intentioned, are “I know how you feel.” At times, this can seem to me like a kind and heartfelt response to …
Sometimes, I quiz my close retired friends on what really counts for each of them. I hope to catch them off guard – before they can think of a thoughtful, manufactured answer. I lean toward them in a Walter Cronkite kind of way, like their answer will change the tilt of the …
