I was on my way to bed last night when I noticed my batteries needed a bit of a charge.  I opened my bedroom drapes to open the door to turn on the charger and what should I see but snow.  I came home expecting warmer weather and sun, but I get snow, which means using more propane at a time when I need to do wash and heat the house.  Normally, I love snow.  … [Read more...] about Miscellaneous

I have a lot to blog about I know, a lot of wonderful things have happened in my life in the last few weeks, tiny hands, tiny feet, and joyful moments with family. What is greater in this world than welcoming home a new little life?Welcome Lucca I can't wait to get to know you! Since I could go on all day, I won't, I just wanted to make a note of something that struck me as … [Read more...] about A Dr. Phil Moment

I was 14 I believe when my father and I were sitting at the table after dinner.  There was  a can of olive oil on the table. (He loved olive oil and put it on everything even after it was cooked.)  It said Lucca, Italy on the can and he pointed to it and said, “this is where your family came from.”  It impressed me enough that I’ve never forgotten it and made a point of going … [Read more...] about Lucca

Two years old is a time of magical thinking and wonder. A time to explore the world when you are still close enough to the ground to appreciate it. When things of adult monotony are casted in a a new light of delight and amazement. If we are to describe these years as terrible then we ourselves have lost site of all that is wonderful about little children, and the beauty and … [Read more...] about Terrific Two’s

This is an idea from the Lost Symbol by Dan brown: Well directed thought is a learned skill, like the violin it may take years of practice to develop, but with patience, effort and enough drive we can become proficient at the violin if we so desire. So it is with thought, We make a choice to become better thinkers, to study it’s evolution, digest the insights of the world, … [Read more...] about The Symphony of Thought