Man in black shirt and women in yellow shirt stand at finish line of race with medals around their neck and numbers pinned to their chest.

It Was Stolen and It Was My Fault

You know that feeling when you are so proud and happy and excited about something you waited a long time for? You just feel so good when you have the long-awaited thing. Like on top of the world, get out of my way, I'm going to bask in the joy of this moment and forget…

The Day I Had a Root Canal

I know root canals are no walk in the park for anyone. But for me, having a root canal was like a walk through hell itself. That is, until I discovered a little dental secret. I went in for my root canal one Friday morning. I had prepared myself physically and mentally for this. I was…

TP Talk Take 2

As you all know, toilet paper replenishment is near and dear to my heart. During this holiday season, I would like to thank all those who are spreading love and cheer by changing toilet paper rolls across our great nation. Your sacrifice is recognized and appreciated. Alas, our work is not done. There are those…

Let’s Talk Toilet Paper

It's widely known that I am a self-proclaimed restroom aficionado. Public, private, large, small, clean, not so clean, indoor, outdoor, baseball fields, airplanes, eco-friendly flushing systems, no flushing capability at all. You name it, I've tested it. Anatomical issues aside,  just trust me when I say I'm qualified to speak on the subject. Part of my role…

My Legs Don’t Go That Way

Physical Therapy. Sounds like a good thing right? I mean it's therapy. By definition therapy is "treatment designed to relieve or heal." But I'm on to them now. Oh yes, I figured out their game. It's PE in disguise. And I hated PE. This so-called therapy is all a facade to get you in the…

I’m Not Qualified for Key Fob Repair

There are times when we try to "help" and we actually make things worse. Ever done that? I may have. Once. OK maybe twice. One morning on my drive to work, my car tells me the battery in my key fob is low. "Hmm," I thought. "I better take the appropriate measures to resolve this…

A Fire, the Dog and a Basket of Junk Mail

You always hear people talking about what items they would grab from their home if there was ever a fire. With only minutes to get out of your house losing everything you own, what would you save? I’ve pondered this question numerous times over the years and assuming the family was all safe, I figured…