Caution: Cranky Blogger Seeking Ignorance

I received a call from Joe’s teacher. “Joe is showing some unusual behavior.” She said. Unsure what she meant, I started visualizing different things. Turns out none of my visions were accurate. She was simply concerned he didn’t feel well. I made an appointment with his pediatrician. Come to find out, the kid was battling strep. The next morning, while taking Charlie to the dentist, I talked to myself about whether or not to take Charlie to the pediatrician.

The dialogue went something like this: “I should take Charlie to the doctor. He probably has strep. Dang blast it. I have that perfect part-time job #2 I have to tackle. Joe’s home from school. If I find out Charlie has strep, he’ll be home from school, too. How am I going to work two jobs with two kids at home? Did I leave the iron on? Wait. I don’t iron. Is there ice cream in the freezer at home?”

Actually, the dialogue better resembled Cameron, from Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. “He probably has strep. He probably has strep. I’ll go. I’ll go. I’ll go.” Like Cameron, if I had not been driving during this conversation with myself, I would have gotten out of the car and jumped up and down in frustration.

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There is no point, just a turkey.

I love to write, and I want to write well. I want people to read what I write, enjoy what I write and come back (regularly) to read and enjoy what I write. Most of all, I want to write. I may not post well written thoughts, stories or commentaries all the time. In fact, I may not post every day.

The more I blog and the more I read other blogs, the more I want to do better with my writing. There was a time when I would just put pen to paper and let the thoughts flow freely. Continue reading “There is no point, just a turkey.”