It’s Not Always Bad News

When I was growing up it was just assumed that anytime the telephone rang after 10 o’clock it was bad news – or if you were lucky it was just a drunk dialing a wrong number. But nobody had anything positive and important to say that couldn’t wait until tomorrow. Today however, its a 24-hour world and there a lot more methods of communication to worry about.

Take for example the strange text message I received from my adult daughter several months ago. It was around ten o’clock at night and all she asked was to verify my middle name. Of course at that time of night my mind went to the worst spot it could find and since I only had a text there was no way of telling her stress level. I pictured her filling out next-of-kin questions in a hospital form at the ER.

I replied that she had the name right and then asked what the hell was going on. She explained that she was filling out a passport application and went on to ask what years her mother and I were born.

My heart rate now returning to normal I responded with the birthday information and then jokingly asked if she was planning to leave the country because of the new presidential administration. But she explained that her family was going to Mexico for spring break. I told her that I already had my passport (which surprised her) and could I please go along. All I got back was a smiling emoticon. I get no respect from my off-spring.

Loving This Time of Year

It’s late fall and the early morning grass is covered in frost. The sun stays low in the sky even at noon and it never really warms us.

Coats and sweaters hide (somewhat) the fact that we never worked on our summer tan or lost those extra pounds trying to look good in a swim suit. The gnats, flys, spiders and mosquitoes have all either gone to hibernate or fly around that great, muddy water puddle in the sky. Continue reading “Loving This Time of Year”

Insurance Claim

Extent of Injuries: Sprained ankle, numerous cuts and contusions.

Cause of Injuries: Fall from step ladder.

Circumstances of injuries: The unusually nice weather encouraged me to clean the leaves from the gutters on the garage. This hadn’t been done in several years so there was a large accumulation of dead leaves and rotted mulch in addition to the fresh leaves from this year. As a result it was necessary to climb the ladder and use a hand trowel to dig the muck out of the gutter. Continue reading “Insurance Claim”