Because cold weather keeps coming back after a day or two of soothing, warm days, I decided to get my spring hair cut in a vain attempt to coax the warm weather to kick the cold weather out like an annoying uncle who just won’t take the hint and leave.  I have the Mohawk back…

Just typing that title makes me want to punch myself in the face, but before I do, I’ll explain.  I usually have trouble sleeping.  I always have.  I like coffee, but the caffeine combined with the stress of my job and life causes my heart to do funky things.  A glass of wine allows me to…

The morning of the surgery, my son had fluid in his lungs which put him at much greater risk for complications during the surgery.  The first time, the surgeon was sick.  The second time, my son was sick.  I guess the third time is a charm.  Nature has a lot of “threes” in it, so…

It seems time passes way too quickly most of our lives.  There are a few moments when time seems to stop.  It rarely happens on a sublime vacation or when we want it.  Time seems to slow down and mock us during the worst moments in our lives: a death of a relative, a horrible…

The cow is no more.  He was a punk-ass steer, but he ate well.  All of the corn, grain, and high-quality hay should make him taste very, well, tasty.  I don’t feel sad about taking him to the butcher.  It does feel strange not going out to check on the water and feed it every…

With winter being basically gone, I realize I didn’t get everything I wanted to accomplish in that time period done.  I do not like spiders, and I do not like ticks.  Snakes make my skin crawl more than both, but I have had less run-ins with them.  I wanted to get some things done around…

Why are people so afraid of being wrong?  Granted, sometimes being wrong means people die.  Most people, however, are not faced with those types of wrong.  Everyone is wrong at some point.  There are no exceptions.  Accept it, deal with it, and move on.  I have been wrong many times.  The opposite is also true. …

Ah, Winter.  You were a cold one this year.  You dumped snow after snow while getting down to lows that make northern Canadians feel at home.  But Spring is in her convertible rolling down the highway towards me.  By this time of year, I’m tired of the brown ground and grey skies.  This year, you…

Taking care of things seems to be a lost art with our throw-away society.  When it is cheaper to buy a new printer instead of ink, there’s a problem.  When it is cheaper to buy a new lawn mower than fixing it, there seems to be something wrong.  When buying a pressure washer set you…