We all want people to like us. Don’t we? Anyone who says no is either lying or they are disturbed. We need people to like us, not the person they want us to be. And sometimes we fall into that… Continue reading

Now I remember. I’m making a renewed effort to stay on top of current events because it’s embarrassing when someone asks me what I think of this or that and my response is, “What national disaster?” But now I remember… Continue reading

I just heard a TV commercial for a certain drug to treat a certain issue. As always, all of the disclaimers were made at the end. This drug may cause this and that and ooohhh really, it can cause that?!… Continue reading

Will was upset about going to Tao Kwon Do yesterday. His big sister, Shelby, is out of town and he’s never been without her. I took him aside, looked him in the eyes and asked him a few questions. Are… Continue reading

I sat in the chair getting my hair cut and looked at the face in the mirror. That dude looks mad. I wasn’t though. I was in a great mood. Will and I were hanging out and he had just… Continue reading

Sometimes you really don’t know what you’re sure that you know. I know that for sure. Now. Keely wanted to learn French. The language. Not the kiss. Heaven forbid. I was emphatic that she needed to take Spanish instead. With… Continue reading

There just aren’t any excuses anymore. With my best friend, Google, along with PC’s, tablets and smartphones, almost any reason for most people to ask you an informational question is now unnecessary. I say most people because my parents don’t… Continue reading

Sandra burned me yesterday. Not in a metaphorical way. A real way. Like a cattle prod branding kind of way. Maybe she was marking her property. She can be dangerous. What was she thinking asking me to take the cookies… Continue reading

I pulled a tick from Will’s head last night. He’s 7 years old so it’s his first one and he didn’t want me to pull it out. That’s normal. He thought it would hurt. I understand. Sandra is always sneaking… Continue reading

I don’t like Mondays. And I need to get over it. Mondays are a gift from God. Really, they are. Unfortunately, for me, they are like the ugly ties or PJ bottoms that your mother gives you for Christmas. No… Continue reading

How does a conversation about pink hair evolve into a lecture on welfare and subsidies? Why is a 46 year old man talking about pink hair? Teenagers. My 14 year old, Shelby asked how old she had to be to… Continue reading

The 4th is over and the Big Green Egg is cooled off and resting. It was another fabulous feasting frenzy. I fired it up Wednesday night for the big slow cook that would ultimately provide much of the meat for… Continue reading

Disclaimer: Nothing in this post insinuates in the least bit that my daughter, Keely, is less than a fantastic cook. I have indicated before that she has God-given culinary skills. She just hasn’t embraced them yet. That could be the… Continue reading

Happy 4th everyone! As fitting, we are celebrating our nation’s freedom with a massive Big Green Egg cook today. Everything you see here and probably more. Once it’s fired up I’m digging through the deepest recesses of the fridge hunting… Continue reading

In Getting Out, I chronicled my efforts to get reimbursed by Sports Illustrated for a magazine subscription. The journey has ended. I won. After a dozen calls of getting passed on to different people in different companies, I ultimately circled… Continue reading

I’ve been doing some follow up thinking to Icky Feelings. A man thinketh too much… Sometimes when I get the icky feeling that someone doesn’t like me, my first impulse may be to win that person over. Enlighten him to… Continue reading

Robin asked, “How about the Saturn over there?” I didn’t even look. “No thanks.” “Ok, no problem,” Robin replied. Then Sandra turned to the Saturn. “Oh, I like that.” Game changer. It was all over from there. That exchange led… Continue reading

“It’s heavy”, my dad said referring to the Jazzy motorized wheelchair that a friend is letting him use. He wanted my help getting it into his house. “Ok”, I said. Not real worried about it, I thought. He’s 76 and… Continue reading

This site is called Random Thoughts, so here we go. I may lead to a point. I may not. I’m not sure. I don’t have one in mind right now. Just a thought about how my iPhone is making me… Continue reading

Not everyone likes me. And news flash! Not everyone likes you either. Yet it does bother me at times when I get that icky feeling that someone doesn’t, well, appreciate the fullness of who I am. As I get older… Continue reading

  This is what happens when you expect something to do that it wasn’t designed to do. The bucket was made to carry paint or water or dirt or use your imagination. The engineer didn’t ponder its potential as a… Continue reading

My two angels returned from Sin City of the Southeast. Unscathed. I’m sure that part of my teenage daughters’ excitement was the anticipation of being out from under the iron clad control of mom and dad for a week. Ha!… Continue reading

I am not God. And that should make most people very happy. I would art NOT be “a God full of compassion, and gracious, long suffering, and plenteous in mercy…(Psalm 86:15). Especially when it comes to people complaining. We complain… Continue reading

  That little light brownish/gray object on the right side of the screen (double entendre) is a bug. He looks like a dwarfed armadillo. I don’t know if he’s friend or foe, harmful or innocuous. Two things I do know.… Continue reading

I was chatting with a friend recently…I should say talking. We weren’t chatting. We were face to face, not face timing, not Skyping, not texting. I know, it’s hard to believe. This friend was frustrated because someone was placing expectations… Continue reading

  I was running on the beach yesterday morning trying to ease my conscience. The half pound charbroiled burger with homemade pimento cheese and fried green tomato toppings from the night before weighed heavy on my mind and belly. Once… Continue reading

Pot. Crack. Soup. I was cleaning out the car and this was the list scribbled on a sheet of paper that I found. Sandra’s handwriting. Hmmm…I was bewildered. Confused. She has lost a lot of weight recently. Is this her… Continue reading

I know that you have anxiously been awaiting a follow up to my Ugly Sandals misadventure. Good news to report. Rack Room took my ugly shoes back with no questions, but I didn’t buy anything new. In a 2am up… Continue reading

Following up to my post Friday To Friday, it’s important to note that on any weight loss program, there will be days that we fail. There will be mornings that the scales read more than the day before. Sandra and… Continue reading