A Bit Callus Over The Holidays

And..how was your Christmas? Ours was filled with cheer and challenges but..in the words of Yoda..survive we did. One of the major challenges for me was to make good on my promise to learn the guitar chords to “Ashokan Farewell” so that I could accompany my granddaughter, Zoey, when she made her annual holiday command…

Seeing Red Over Mispronunciation

Bless her. Linda has, once again, managed to give our little house a cozy..festive welcoming feel as we await the arrival of family and friends home for the Christmas holiday.  Notably missing this year, though, are poinsettia plants. They were usually provided by our daughter who worked in the floral department of Lewis. I don’t…

The Other Lund Theater

Do you have trouble falling asleep at night? I have the answer; my dad’s home movies of Yellowstone National Park. Trouble is, I haven’t figured out how to market them to all you insomniacs out there yet. We made that family trip to Yellowstone in the summer of 1953, I believe. I just remember being car-sick…

Another Grand Blog

Do you realize how close we came to experiencing a major old fashioned school-closing travel-banning blizzard this past week?  Had the temperature been five or six degrees colder Wednesday, all that rain would have been all that snow pushed around by two days of 50 mile an hour window-rattling winds. Never sure whether or not…

A Perfect Storm Of Sports

One of the reasons that Linda and I have, what most people would consider, a secure stress-free  relationship ( for the most part) is because we’re a multi-TV couple. I’m afraid if we had to watch the programs each of us like, there would be less harmony and more harrumphs. As it is, with three…

Keeping The Home Fires Burning

Well, it’s going to be interesting again over the next couple weeks trying to figure out which day our humungous backyard maple tree will decide to let its leaves turn from green to yellow and then drop them all at once like a clumsy waiter. It happens just that quickly as if our maple is…

Admitting I Was Wrong

“Raaarrrow.” (Meant to spell out what an angry cat sounds like.) That’s the noise Linda often makes when I wake up on the wrong side of the bed. Not literally but when I turn into a certifiable grump for no apparent reason. Her pointing out my surliness in such a playful way will usually do…

The Best Part Of Waking Up

  (Coffee blog update:) I love coffee. I love the aroma of a fresh pot brewing in the morning. I can hardly wait for that sound our Mr.Coffee pot makes when it’s nearly done. (Sort of like the noise from several people all at once trying to suck the last delicious drop of a milkshake…

I’ll Give You A Ring Sometime

Green. It’s the color of money..envy..Ireland..Kremit THE frog..Robin Hood’s underpants..my face during a cruise without Dramamine AND the waters of Lake Hendricks 90% of the time. Okay Okay..the locals might dispute that..but it’s been my experience and an important reason for making what I’m about to report even more incredible.  But, let’s begin at the…