I’m up before anyone else in the house most mornings. Sometimes, Jenny can’t sleep and she’ll get up in the night…drink a glass of water, watch some television, then try and get back to sleep….but I’m usually up when it’s … Continue reading
Yearly Archives: 2013
When I was in High School, we lived in Marietta, GA. I worked for a builder named Otis. I always called him Mr. Ragsdale…but his first name was Otis. He was a good man. I enjoyed working for him. Marietta … Continue reading
When I was 15, I was asked to be the youth representative on our church council. I was as idealistic as any 15-year-old could be…pumped up on impending maturity and the need for my spirituality to be intense and kind … Continue reading
I throw the porch rooster off his perch when he starts crowing in the morning. It’s not really his fault that he crows early…our neighbor has a big security light that looks like the sun turned down a few notches. … Continue reading
I lived in Auburn, AL for a time after I graduated from college. It was sort of a postponement of adulthood or something, one last gasp in an extended wheezing avoidance of really growing up. I had a real talent … Continue reading
Dreams are pretty strange. I think I’ve covered that territory in an earlier blog post . They’re weird…they don’t make any sense. I kind of like dreams, though. It’s nice to have something that doesn’t make sense that’s easy to … Continue reading
I made my sandwich yesterday morning like I make my sandwich every morning. It’s a routine…get the bread, get a clean Tupperware container and a knife from the drawers, stir the peanut butter a little, dig enough for a sandwich … Continue reading
The rooster on the porch didn’t get the memo that the government was rolling the time back an hour. He was right on time this morning. Of course, that means that if I can sleep until what used to be … Continue reading
I figured out this morning that if I pick the coffee grinder up off of the butcher block counter top while I’m grinding, it sounds less like a weedeater and more like a dremel tool. It’s something about the proximity…the … Continue reading
We took our 4-year-old trick or treating the other night. We took him trick or treating on Halloween night. His success rate went up astronomically. Actually, we took him twice. The first time, Jenny took him into town to … Continue reading