We don’t like to “get our hopes up” about things because when they don’t come through the way we want, it’s painful. But after all these years on the planet, and studying the “hindsight is 20/20” principle, I’ve finally figured out a few things, and I would like to share them with you. You may … More How to handle disappointment
Don’t panic! That’s not a recent picture! Ha! My son passed his driver’s license test today. So last week, he got a job, this week he got the license. We are on a “streak”. 🙂 I do have a pic somewhere that I took when he was 3 years old, behind the driver’s wheel of … More My son got his license today
My son just finished his first year as a College Freshman. I won’t go into any details…. But the GOOD NEWS is, he started a new job yesterday! Woooo-hoooo! (is that a word?) Look at all the Yummies! (They also have SALADS…) He will be working at Panera Bread. I’m probably happier than he is … More Today I am Thankful for: my son’s new job!
A few weeks ago, while being up late flipping through the channels, I came across a documentary on this tragic fire. A little background first: In New York City, the early 1900’s, it was common for women and teenage girls to work long hours — 12 hours a day or more — in factories. They … More The 1911 Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire
My teenage son has landed his first job. Okay, so I filled out the application for him because I have nicer handwriting. You don’t need good penmanship to flip burgers. I’m sure his application was one of at least 100. The company called our house, but didn’t leave a message. Thankfully, I saw the company name on the … More First Day At His First Job
I took some cake decorating classes a few years ago, as a kind of creative therapy. I wondered why someone would want to teach this skill to others. Wouldn’t it create competition in the marketplace? We started out on simple one- tiered cakes. We were taught to split the cake in the middle, put icing all … More Why teach a cake decorating class?
My father was a very difficult man to please. He owned a garage and did bodywork and mechanical work on cars. he kept his tools obsessively clean and in order. All the wrenches were organized by size, smallest to largest. I worked in my father’s garage for $1.00 an hour, even though the minimum wage … More The Car Compliment