We have this living room rug that needs replacing. We bought it about 5 years ago, and I’m not sure what the shelf-life is for area rugs, but this one’s done. Toast. So the hunt begins for a repla….. Wait a minute – What are you doing? Um, this is a post about a man’s rug – and you’re actually reading it. There’s something wrong with that. Anyway, get back to whatever it was you were doing before you clicked…
Being a parent is hard. Children are time consuming, money consuming, food consuming, and emotionally draining. People fill novels with the trials and triumphs of parenthood. And frankly, I didn’t even like kids before we had one of our own. It was so cool, however, that we had two. But you want to know what I love most about being a parent? Being a lion. The note here is an example of one that our youngest daughter Cozette (6) writes…
Our oldest daughter is eight years old and entering the twilight of her innocence when it comes to Santa Claus. She still believes, but you can see logic starting to creep in. I blame fractions. She’s known as the fraction queen in 3rd grade. Math – it’s like hemlock to fruitful imaginations. I’m sure some of you will say – ‘But Jim, mathematicians have to think creatively to solve complex science problems, design architecture or create new fragrances for…
I recently read and interesting article about the rising numbers of women who watch football. I found it interesting that they’re only now catching on. Me — I had an early introduction to football. The youngest of four kids, I grew up in a busy family of sports enthusiasts. When I was 3, my brother Paul played football at W.T. Woodson High School in Fairfax, Virginia. On fall weekends you could count on two things: teen-agers disappearing from the house…
