Hey kids. Dad's sleeping. He needs the rest, and he's not feeling good. So if you're going to call him, do it tonight, okay? While he's sleeping, let me tell you some things about him you probably don't know. Or maybe you do, I don't know. But today's definitely the day for it. A long... Continue Reading →
I have a working theory. It's my unified theory for figuring people out. This may prove to be wrong, but at this moment, it seems accurate based on my observations. See if it works for you. What we are is defined by what we will fight for. What we defend. What we work to protect,... Continue Reading →
To take flight. It's the goal of many of our endeavors. To master a skill or talent or job so that when we do it, we soar, effortless and powerful, self-sufficient, peerless. Good musicians achieve this occasionally. Great ones do it regularly. Michael Jordan did it, and Wayne Gretzky. Swimmer Maritza McClendon just did it.... Continue Reading →
Gestalt was one of my mother's favorite German words to throw into conversations. It means "the whole" or "all the things together" or, kind of, "the big picture". Everything is everything. A couple of years ago, there was a dorky movie called the Butterfly Effect, which I didn't watch because it starred Ashton Kutcher, and... Continue Reading →
Yesterday's post led to heated discussions. To my great surprise, many people argued for keeping my mouth shut because the situation with the Duggars is "private," and none of my business. Just please, Meg, be quiet. Today my husband has been told the same message about another subject. What right, they said, do YOU have... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 