Category: Personal Thoughts

  • Super Fantastic

    I wrote this one a few days ago… I was awake at 3:30 Sunday morning so I could make coffee for Frank and myself; we enjoy our coffee time each morning and I wasn’t about to miss this morning, regardless of the insanely early time so I could arrive at the airport at 6am for…

  • Shine A Light On Your Muse

    When I was in graduate school earning a master’s degree in English literature and creative writing, credit was a frequent subject in conversation. You see, we wrote essays, a lot of damn essays. I really feel the need to go off on a tangent about the 16th century literature course I took my first semester,…

  • Travel Chronicles: Month One

    Well, I just finished the first week of travel with my new gig. I am in love! When I started in the car business in my mid-twenties, a long, long time ago, I thought the consultants and manufacturer area managers had wonderful jobs. They got to travel to cities all over the nation meeting new…

  • Hey, Jude, Begin to Make it Better

    As I walked into the bar Wednesday evening, a jumbled rendition of Hey Jude assaulted my ears. My brain immediately took over and corrected the tune in my head, and Paul’s voice began  lulling me into a beautiful dreamscape. A man, obviously three sheets to the wind, sat at the piano, his head thrown back…

  • More Than Just A Headline

    This morning as I was perusing Linked-In, I ran across an article that boasted a wonderful donation by a company known for its community stewardship. I clicked on the article to read further and noticed immediately that it was published in 2016. Hmmm, I thought, a five-plus year-old article still circulating is great for the…

  • The Crossroads

    My red Murray bicycle was my freedom when I was a child, my magic carpet ride to faraway lands where dragons swooped and swirled across the sky and cats could talk. Actually, cats still talk, but that’s a story for another day. But there were limits to the places my bike could transport me, imposed…

  • Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree

    As I approached my grandmother’s old home, memories echoed through the cracked and tumbled walls and music began to swirl through the rubble like fairy dust from a magical world just out of reach. I peered through the now broken kitchen window and saw Nanna mixing biscuits on the counter and then patting them into…

  • Happy Boss’ Day

    I missed Boss’ Day. Social media won’t let you actually forget a defined day, so I can’t say I forgot to post about it. I missed it. I thought about it. I wanted to say something. It tickled the back of my mind the entire day and several times since. And, then, eureka! A co-worker…

  • Outside the Window

    I opened the front door to walk Frank onto the porch and kiss him good-bye, and the first hint of fall brushed my face in dewy coolness. Darkness was still creeping back to its hiding place as light was beginning to fill its void. Jacky followed Frank halfway across the yard, not sure yet of…