It’s that time of year again, that time when Girl Scout cookies are sold, purchased, and consumed in mass quantities. Many of us wait expectantly all year long for those tables to be set up outside of stores and piled high with boxes of sugary confection. Or when someone at work passes around that sheet of paper where we are allowed to make a commitment to spend our hard earned cash on a few boxes of sumptuous morsels of delight. Like I have done for many years, I succumbed to the pressures of a little girl (it didn’t take much) when I exited the grocery store. I purchased my usual. And I’ll probably do the same again the next time I walk out the exit door of the supermarket, tomorrow, the day after that, and the day after that. Like so many others, I can’t seem to stop once I start. The worse part is that I am forced to go cold turkey when the cookies run out. Continue reading
I’ve done a bit of traveling around parts of the United States and have noticed a troubling trend. Maybe it’s just because I’m getting older and don’t understand the younger generation, but I don’t think that is the case. Because what I have noticed does not affect just the younger people. It has even found its way into the population we think of as older, bolder, and more conservative.
I think it’s come on slowly, but it really hit home with me not long ago when I witnessed it up close and personal. I’ve been guilty of that of which I’m pointing out, but I’ve tried really hard not to allow it to occur (even though I know it has from time to time). Continue reading
Jeramiah? Amanda? This is how I will always remember your mother. Continue reading