Musing Monday Morning

My brain is oft of late not the cooperative generator I desire.   My on-demand idea maker muddles through many a morning with not much ...

Human offspring arrive in a state of total physical neediness.   Squishy little people emerge experts of food to feces conversion with f...

Sleep is a healer.   Monday arrives mildly when I’ve gone to bed early on Sunday.   It is a lesson learned with great pain over the years –...

My daughter’s school hosts VIP day, previously Grandparents’ Day renamed to include a wider range of Very Important People.   No previous ...

A narrated tour, meanderings along the river, pamphlets, and my restaurant placemat educated me Sunday in Savannah, GA.   The oldes...

December was a gluttonous month.   Late nights, large portions of food, egg nog, and cookies were indulgences I embraced.   As January prog...

Do you know how many peanut butter and jelly sandwiches I have made?   Me neither, but I suspect it’s a mighty magnanimous figure consider...