Once upon a time in a faraway land

Came 4 funny Dutch farmers with a little time on their hands

They all agreed to go for coffee at ole Joe’s shop

They all left their four houses; drove down the road, then came to a stop.

They came from the four corners of their country farms,

From the north, south, east and west,

All heading to Joe’s not causing any harm.

But when they met each other on that old country road

They knew they were in a…

** Shoveling snow by hand should be followed by a massage.  And possibly a lobotomy.

** The past several days have been like tantric sex.  Minus the sex part.

** If I ever need a good giggle, I turn to …

The woman always knows…so why don’t men listen?

We were in WV for the Thanksgiving weekend and we were having a nice family day site seeing…

AUTHOR’s NOTE: This post is NOT X-Rated.  I Promise.

We live in the country, quite a few miles outside of the Kansas City suburbs.  I drive into “town” four or five times a week to buy groceries, to go shopping, or to go to the gym.  My drive is mainly spent on country…

** I don't fit into an elementary school desk quite like I did back in the day.

** "Pocket Frogs" for the iPhone has totally possessed my kids.

** Dark chocolate has totally possessed me.

** Charlie Sheen finally…

My daughter and her friends think I have road rage.  I don’t have road rage; it’s just that I frequently disagree with how others handle themselves on the road.

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Thirty-two years ago, I became a licensed driver, one of many pubescent teenagers let loose on the highways and byways of our great nation.  In Illinois in 1979, driver’s education was still offered in school and every student was required to take the class.  For the first quarter of my sophomore year, I sat in a classroom filled with students whose 16^th birthdays were quickly approaching.

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On Monday, I attended a funeral. My stepmother’s mother passed away and I wanted to support her in her loss. The funeral was in Memphis, MO, 230 miles from my home. That translates into a four-hour drive one-way, give or take 30 minute, depending on how heavy my foot is. I decided to drive up for the funeral and drive home all in one day.

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The children have been out of school one day - yes, one day - and I can already feel my sanity slipping away. I'll miss it.

My daughter is already using the time off to ask a few questions, like: When can she get her own computer? Why is her brother being so annoying? Why can't she have a kitten? Or a puppy? And what does Santa have to do with Jesus, and what is the significance of a Christmas tree?

My son doesn't have any questions. He's an entertainer! Ta da!!! So…

If you are heading out to any soirées this season, chances are you will have a drink (or two) and feel fine to drive home. Although the best bet is to trade that glass of bubbly for sparkling water,…

If you met me at a cocktail party, you would most likely be struck by my friendliness, openness, and my ability to make you laugh with self-deprecating humor. Although I am a little shy, you probably wouldn’t notice, and you would never see the tiny, little room in my brain where I keep my aggression.…

It’s a tragic story. A community up in arms, frightened for their children, as one small body after another turns up. Flattened like pancakes. Stiff, furry tails sticking straight up in the air, a grim marker of a senseless death. You see them every day, littering the streets & sidewalks, while mothers scurry past shielding the eyes of the innocent children in tow, hoping to protect them from such a horrific sight. Along the grassy boulevards, little furry sentinels keep watch, like an…

Seven in the morning. Doors open seven-thirty.

By the time we get to the information desk, we are number 84.…

“Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight” Proverbs 3:5-6

Saved by Grace: Rainbow over Niagara Falls...…

Yep, turn about is fair play…& after much male bashing in Crazy Town of late, The Dad has, admittedly, taken it with grace & humour…for once! In doing so, however, he did have a request…to take part in Wordless Wednesday this week. Well, ya know, I’ve always tried to teach my kidlets that if you can dish it, you’d best be willing to suck it up & take it in return. And being an…

Death is a distant rumor to the young. Andrew A. Rooney

Death is a weird topic to blog about, I know. But here goes. So…Friday I attended the mock funeral of my oldest child. Why in the hell would I do that, you ask? My son participated in a program called shattered dreams through his school. The program is an excellent way to send a message to teens about the effects of drinking and driving. The…