Category: Daily Life

Bonnie and I needed Halloween props and candy for an upcoming Trunk or Treat event at our church. We got a lead from a friend that a local box store had just what we needed. She forgot to tell us, though, that our money would be no good there. We found candy-scented markers, Play-Doh, bottles of bubbles, glow sticks.  And what kid can resist slime? We tossed three giant bags of fun-size candies into our cart as well. Wow, $30 each, but at least the shelf labels promised a two-dollar instant refund per bag at the …

Back in December Bonnie and I watched a Hallmark Christmas movie almost every day with our lunch. I like them for the most part—because I like almost everything about Christmas. However, when our preacher exposed his negative feelings from the pulpit towards “those Hallmark guys,” that’s the closest I’ve ever come to saying “amen” out loud in church.  Probably good I didn’t. The last time somebody shouted “amen,” everybody turned and stared. Not only that, but the preacher lost his place. (Kidding, but it could happen.) Those Hallmark guys give everyday husbands a bad name. They …

September 18, 2023 I’ve fallen into a daily routine in my senior years. I’ve become very predictable. In fact, you probably already knew I was going to write that. It was different, though, back when I taught school. Things changed up constantly, and I had to stay on my teaching toes. Some of the biggest changes took place in the early ‘80s. We moved into our new building.  On top of that, our administration figured we might as well try a new schedule. Instead of six 55-minute periods, we’d shave a few minutes off each one …

I was shopping at my favorite tool store when I ran into one of the horticulturists from our county extension center. After we exchanged greetings, she reminded me of the potluck lunches the center hosts every month during the winter for area master gardeners who volunteer in the community garden. I had a perfect non-attendance record for these winter social affairs and hadn’t planned on ruining it anytime soon. But there’s something about a personal invite. I told her thanks, I might come.      A few weeks later, on the day of the next …