Onword and Upwords by Dennis Brady

I want to grill hamburgers tonight. Really good, mind blowing burgers. I’ve been thinking all day of the best way to cook them that doesn’t involve the Big Green Egg. I’m out of lump charcoal and if you’re going to… Continue reading

My son can teach me the most profound lessons. Accidentally. Will was helping me outside and a couple of times as we were walking here to there I restrained the impulse to tell him to move, get out of the… Continue reading

Just go to the store for your magazine fix. Don’t, by any means order a subscription. Getting it cancelled is a pain. Harder than getting my daughters to keep their room cleaned. I’ve been on the phone twice now with… Continue reading

I don’t have a shoe fetish, but I know no one who is as picky when it comes to shoes. Unlike my brother in law Joel. Just give him a pair of shiny white Reeboks from 1983 and he is… Continue reading

I commented to Blythe at work that she looked rather tall today. “Yeah, I’m wearing heels.” Apparently just to rub salt in the wounds of those of us who are vertically challenged. Blythe is already tall. Her coworker, Carolyn, replied,… Continue reading

I don’t know if I was tired yesterday and that gave me a bad attitude or if my bad attitude made me tired. I can’t remember which came first, but I had a hard time kicking either. I took it… Continue reading

I like money. I love the things it buys. But I don’t gauge my success on how high my stack is. If I did, I would have to count myself a failure because so many people have so much more.… Continue reading

Sunday lunch turns philosophical. Shelby was painstakingly trying to cut Will some more meat off his pork chop bone. In frustration she laid the fork down and said, “It’s all bone. You get no more meat.” Will didn’t miss a… Continue reading

Don’t let water under the bridge rise and flood your day. My mind wandered back today an old hurt. Real old. Over 15 years back. One that I’ve moved on from, yet the memory still stings. Then the Holy Spirit… Continue reading

I have to drive to Gastonia today. I’ve never been there on purpose. At this moment I’m not sure how to get to my cousin Roger’s house. And I need to leave in about 20 minutes. But I’m not worried… Continue reading