“No photos allowed inside,” the sullen fudge maker cautioned. She returned to her marble slab kneading the chocolate confectionery. Chastened, I wandered out of the sentry’s sight deep into the cluttered souvenir shop. Lake Geneva T-shirts, beach sundries, and boating themed kitchen utensils filled the aisles. The far wall sported an array of inspirational signs.… Continue reading Bantering With Inspirational Signs
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The Work Workout Or How I’ll Make A Million Smackaroos!
My fortune is made (or will be made) upon the launch of my new “Work Workout” program! Infomercials, “Shark Tank” appearances, followed by franchises will have me rolling in the green like Scrooge McDuck! Prior attempts at making the “A-list” of millionaires fell short. The squirrel circus invention (See post “Why Didn’t the Chicken Cross… Continue reading The Work Workout Or How I’ll Make A Million Smackaroos!
Jerkwater Emails
Traveling the non-electronic shunpike for the afternoon had its downside - two hundred twenty-nine emails! It felt like a crunt when I scrolled the list. I gaged that more than forty messages per hour pinged my “in mailbox” while I gardened without my cell phone. Determined to sort through the time cutpurse, my fingers tittupped about… Continue reading Jerkwater Emails
Laboring For Laughs
Snaring a snicker, coaxing a chuckle, and getting a guffaw require effort. However high scores on the “smile-o-meter” for the snickerer, chuckler, and guffawer as well as the snarer, coaxer, and getter are worth it! A laugher reaps the benefits of a relaxed body, an eased anxiety, and a strengthened relationship. (I know this is… Continue reading Laboring For Laughs
My (Mostly One Sided) Conversation With A Bur Oak Tree
“I may be out of my tree, but I thought I’d reason with you,” I addressed the stately oak looming at the edge of my driveway. In the past I expressed relief, wonder, and surprise when addressing nonhumans as the respective examples indicate: “There you are, scissors! Great hiding place, but I found you!”, “Ok, yesterday… Continue reading My (Mostly One Sided) Conversation With A Bur Oak Tree