I wrote this post on November 28, 2010 about one of the toughest days of my life. ♥ When I rolled out of bed Tuesday morning, my wife Tina called me into the hallway where she was kneeling down next to our thirteen-year-old Australian Shepherd, Tucker. “It’s time,” she said. He appeared to have suffered a stroke during the night. He couldn’t control his facial muscles, couldn’t see and couldn’t stand. But before I knew any of this, I knew it…
It was a perfect late afternoon in early summer. Hope Baker was tending to a bed of yellow roses in the front of her house. In a few moments, her husband would be home and she had a special dinner planned – complete with a centerpiece of fresh cut flowers. Their daughter Michelle was on her way to Arizona for a job interview, and so they had the house all to themselves for the weekend. Starting with a romantic Friday…
This afternoon, while sowing seeds in our 10’x10′ garden in what has become known as the Great Green Experiment, my neighbor walked over to the fence. We talked about gardening, something else, something else, and then the vulture that made an appearance on our street over the weekend. The fact that this massive bird was feasting on a slow rabbit on our street was pretty amazing considering A) this is an urban neighborhood and B) I’ve never seen a turkey…
We all depend upon communication. Getting the message across is critical. Here are a few grammar tips for those who write for a living. 1. Verbs HAS to agree with their subjects. 2. Prepositions are not words to end sentences with. 3. And don’t start a sentence with a conjunction. 4. It is wrong to ever split an infinitive. 5. Avoid cliches like the plague. (They’re old hat) 6. Also, always avoid annoying alliteration. 7. Be more or less specific…
One morning, a woman sat at the end of her bed crying. Upon seeing this, her husband walked over and sat next to her. He gently reached around and pulled her close. “There, there darling…this doesn’t have anything to do with you turning fifty today now does it?” The husband asked, stroking her cheek with the back of his fingers. The woman nodded and sniffled. “Oh darling…” The man said. He smiled and held her for a while. “It’s…it’s…” she…
