Tag: #adulting

  • Volunteer Services’ Worst Enemy

    I’ve been burned out more times than I care to admit and resorted to several self-destructive behaviors. I can’t say I would encourage anyone to do what I do for a living.

  • The Sunny/Bright Side

    Had it been a movie, my character would have savored watching the sunrise on a new day of freedom, relieved to no longer be under the thumb of such a controlling personality.

  • Happy Holidays!

    I tuned in to 99.9 this weekend to find the non-stop stream of Christmas music. This song, sung by the lounge singing great, Frank Sinatra, came around. How many people know the song “Happy Holidays!” is the flagship song of a movie called Holiday Inn starring Bing Crosby, Fred Astair and Margorie Reynolds? It was […]

  • Fake Wrapping

    Fake Wrapping

    Anything, be it a person, place, thing or idea, that has to be wrapped up in a lie is not worth a person’s time.

  • Update from September 20, 2020

    Update from September 20, 2020

    Looking back, I feel like I’ve missed summer entirely. Yet I know I did everything possible to enjoy it.

  • Social Survival

    No one who sat back and simply waited for rescue got it.

  • Adventures in Mowing

    Adventures in Mowing

    I kick back in the seat of my mower and just cruise. I escape into another world for a few hours with half my brain lost somewhere in Owen Wister’s Wyoming and the other half harmonizing with the harnessed power of internal combustion, steel and the raw noise of a two cylinder engine.

  • Graduation: Welcome to Adulthood

    Graduation: Welcome to Adulthood

    “You’ll take more from speech, debate and acting with you into adulthood than you will from sports,” I told her. “Trust me. I did both and the only thing I learned from sports is no matter how hard you work or how talented you are, if you aren’t from the right part of town or fill out the uniform right, you’ll always sit bench.”

  • Burning Fields

    Burning Fields

    The scent of grass smoke mixed with tinges of hot ammonia from the tractors parked beside a small stack of haybales has my adrenaline pumping Firefighters never die. They just wait their turn to make entry.

  • Short-Leash Marriage

    His comment awakened my curiosity. By no means was I ready to feel sorry for him. A man should be able to make his own decisions and deal with the consequences, but something in his tone told me Bud’s story contained more than the usual, “My woman doesn’t like me drinking.”