Yes, you read the title correctly. At around noon today I was enjoying the soothing sound of a power mower roaring around in my yard. I never thought I’d say it, but it truly was music to my ears. A few days ago, already in a lousy mood, I called and fired the man who’d been doing my … Continue reading The soothing sound of a power mower
Just a note to let those interested know I’ve started a second blog, Cancer: Curves Ahead, to use for follow-ups to my post “A is for anxiety, C is for cancer.” I’ve no idea what if anything I’ll write over there, but I’ve spent the better part of the last two days setting it up. It’s the … Continue reading Pied Type too
For years I’ve cringed at the pet rescue commercials done by the SPCA. You know the ones — the sappy song (“In the Arms of an Angel”), the pitiful animals, and the pleading Sarah McLachlan. I couldn’t be a bigger supporter of pet rescue (my Annie is a rescue) but I’ve always hated those commercials. … Continue reading How to do a pet rescue commercial
Well, well, looks like the shoe’s on the other foot now in Baltimore. I couldn’t help being slightly amused (and therefore ashamed of myself) by the protests from the Baltimore Police Department after charges were filed against six officers in the death of Freddie Gray. “Rush to judgment.” “Unfair.” “Politics.” “Did nothing wrong.” “Entitled to due process.” How many … Continue reading Justice for Freddie?
Following Monday night’s rioting, burning, and looting in Baltimore, Toya Graham recognized her son in the crowd and went after him. I applaud her and wonder where all the other mothers were. Where are the parents when gangs of kids decide that such outrageous, mindless, destructive behavior is a good way to express their anger? “That’s my … Continue reading No-nonsense parenting in Baltimore
