Some days I really doubt that any one has a family as unique as mine. I called my Dad yesterday to have a conversation. He than yelled at me on the phone “I can’t talk right now! I’m sitting on a toilet at a truck stop!” ??? Why did he answer in the …
It all started with those damn raccoons. Those damn, cute, adorable I want to hug them except they might be rapid, raccoon. I grew up at nearly seven thousand feet in a small mountain town. I did not have a typical childhood. I never sat in front of the TV watching Reading Rainbow or playing …
It just wouldn’t be Christmas if I wasn’t staring at a brown bottle of urine. In my dad’s defense it could actually be a bottle of Arizona iced tea in the trunk of his Chevy but knowing my dad and how he never stops for bathroom breaks, chances are good it might be …
Sometime I think I repress some memories of my childhood. The thought of slimy lettuce brought me back to 1989 and the summer of the Whopper. I was just thinking about the summer of ’89 the other day and eating frozen yet defrosted Whooper hamburgers st aright from the microwave for a whole summer. (My Dad’s …
My yard in the springtime I feel Amish right now. If the Amish drank coffee and did P90X; I don’t think they do either. I have a feeling they are against caffeine and intense muscle-building exercise regimes. On this day I’m having my family over for our annual Mother’s Day celebration. May eighth 2011, …