You know, there are days when I just can’t help wondering:
1) With only 10% or so of the population being left-handed, how come vacuum cleaners have their cord on the right side of the handle? How are we expected to hold both in one hand?
You know, there are days when I just can’t help wondering:
1) With only 10% or so of the population being left-handed, how come vacuum cleaners have their cord on the right side of the handle? How are we expected to hold both in one hand?
When we kids were growing up, our parents repeatedly told us that being happily married was the best state to live in.
The key phrase, of course, was happily married.
Which was obvious, since they lived together 60 years, until Death did them part.
But all of us aren’t that blessed. Some never find Mr. or Miss Perfect; others think they do but things turn sour.
The other day I was talking with one of my Web design clients about social media, and he adamantly informed me he ‘didn’t believe in all that stuff.’
(“Stuff,” by the way, is a nicer form of the word he used!)
Anyway, he’s a long-time businessman, so I probed a bit further to learn the reason behind his aversion.
Turns out, it was something I’ve wondered about for a long time.
I read a lot of blogs and often find myself wondering how something turned out, the rest of the story, so to speak.
With that in mind, I decided to resolve some of the conundrums I’ve posted about recently and catch you up to speed.
1) Shunning. The last couple of times I’ve been in church, I’ve witnessed this family make a concerted effort to arrive early and grab a pew they all can sit in comfortably together. Those five kids are just beautiful, and it warms my heart to see them getting along! They probably squabble just like most siblings at home, but their differences shouldn’t be made public.
Politicians are bent on making the Affordable Care Act a hot potato — blaming each other, describing (in inflammatory terms) how the government is being “shut down” and people “held hostage.”
How sad.
What they’re really doing is creating a smokescreen, proving they’re incompetent at what they were elected to do.
Sadder still is the fact that newscasters aren’t calling this law what it really is, an assault on FREEDOM.
Dallas here.
I was having my Sunday afternoon nap when I heard Mama race downstairs and then back upstairs.
What was going on?
I found her in the kitchen with her camera. This is what she was shooting:
There’s nothing quite like meeting someone new. . . by accident.
Now before you get all excited and happy for me, this isn’t a story of my meeting “someone special.”
(Although I’m sure the person I met is special in her own way.)
It all started with the apple tree.
I know, everything did start with an apple tree — well, not literally because we don’t know whether it was an apple or some other type of fruit that Eve ate in the Garden of Eden.
But I digress. This story starts with an apple tree.
An apple tree planted many years ago by one of our long-gone neighbors.
An apple tree that, despite our present neighbor’s inattention — no watering, no spraying, nothing — inexplicably has produced a bumper crop this year.
Witness:
I just read that a group of teenagers — bored and looking for something “fun” to do — shot and killed a senior college student as he was jogging through an Oklahoma neighborhood.
He was a baseball player, and he and his girlfriend had returned to the States a week earlier from a trip to Australia, where his home was.
The trio involved in the killing, police say, are between 15 and 17 years old and shot the jogger in the back.
If that doesn’t make your blood boil, nothing will.
When are we going to stop the senseless violence — targeted too often against the young and innocent — in this country?
Now before I hop on my soapbox, I have to admit I firmly believe in the Bill of Rights, including the Second Amendment (the right to keep and bear arms). But that right was never intended, I’m pretty sure, to justify the killing of an innocent human being “just because.”
No, that Amendment was designed as a way for citizens to protect themselves and their communities from unlawful takeover by the government.
Every night we’re exposed to more stories on TV news about shootings and killings in our cities, and it distresses me.
Living just a few hours from Chicago (where more than 250 people have been gunned down this year alone), I listen in shock.
Just last night, another round of killings took place. This time, five men were shot along a route Chicago Public Schools had designated as a Safe Passage for kids.
Gang violence, they supposed.
How ridiculous!
Can’t we see what’s happening? We’re killing off our young people, our future. The promise of tomorrow.
And the ones we don’t kill we’re exposing to a level of violence and meanness their little spirits should never have to face.
Especially not at such tender ages.
I don’t know what the solution is, but somebody had better come up with one. And fast.
We can ill afford this lifestyle.