I don’t know what the rest of you did for Valentine’s Day, but my lovely lady and I spent an intimate evening . . .
I stood outside, bewildered and sad.
Now that my kids have learned to play the piano, often providing the soundtrack to our lives these days, it sometimes feels like we’re living in an Old West saloon.
Is there a gas pump left in America where we can just pay at the pump and be about our business? They are still at it:
I understand that you're not supposed to cry over spilled milk. But what about when you trudge out to the store in the early morning subzero wind chills to buy milk, and then trudge back home with milk, and then five minutes after you bring milk into the homestead . . .
Modern alarm clocks and apps usually have a setting which allows them to become progressively louder or more obnoxious as the minutes tick away. I realized this morning that I have become this for my family, as my tone and language escalates . . .
Just learned that kettle cooked chips are lower in fat than regular chips! Which begs the obvious question: where can one buy a box of kettle cooked donuts? #HealthNut #ThatWasPrettyLame Previously, on the Health Nut Chronicles: Health Nut Chronicles - 1 Health Nut Chronicles - 2Health Nut Chronicles - 3 Health Nut Chronicles - 4 Health Nut Chronicles - 5
You know you’re out of shape when you go for a jog and your first thought is, “Man, my legs feel like jelly.” And your second thought is, “Mmmm...jelly.”
A new built-in app has recently been telling me how many hours a day I spend using my phone. My numbers are VERY shocking and unsettling. Downright embarrassing really. . .
Sometimes, I think I'm splurging by buying raw almonds. . .
I truly love that people focus on healthy living and eating. But it seems that every health article I've ever read . .
When you find yourself scheduling meetings around which conference room has the snack basket . .
When I go to Aldi, I never get a cart. It’s like camping . . .
It's a blessing. And it's brutal.