Have you ever started thinking of something funny and a giggle or a big belly laugh just burst right out of your mouth? It just happened so fast you couldn’t help yourself. And it felt so good that you hoped it would happen again right away. Know what I mean? Well, today I’m calling that a Giggle Rocket. I won’t take up any more of your … Read the rest…
Things sure have changed since I was a kid…way back in the last century. I remember being told not to use my allowance to buy “junk”. And I knew what that meant…no candy bars, no pop, no sugary substances that were sure to fill me with disease and terror. Now…lots of “experts” say we can (and maybe even should) eat chocolate for health. What?! … Read the rest…
Have you ever noticed when someone’s really happy…how often they use other words for happy instead of happy? I realize the word, happy, is a bit old-fashioned. But I think it still works very well. And it’s being used by millions of people every day. Happy birthday to you…happy birthday to you. See what I mean? Many people like to build up the happy … Read the rest…
Open your head…I’d like to share a quick story about love and rhythm. My lifelong love affair with words and music is no secret. I traveled America for quite a few years as a professional musician. Despite any hardships, pitfalls, and challenges…I loved the privilege of playing music for a living. And I love still writing and singing after all this time. It’s such … Read the rest…
Peanut butter and honey is better than peanut butter and jelly! There. I said it…I meant it…and I know it’s true. Because I said so, that’s why. I’m just kidding…sort of. I happen to love honey on a sandwich instead of jelly. And here’s the thing…honey, when you get the kind that’s found close to where you live, is a natural antibiotic. That simply … Read the rest…
I can still see the rich, plump black berries and blooms next to farmers’ fences in the hot, dry summers in Kansas. I remember picking the berries and hearing the first ones clunk when I dropped ’em into the metal bucket. And I could hardly wait to get back home to wash ’em and make some homemade ice cream. If you’ve never had homemade … Read the rest…
When I was a little kid, I loved it when my mom or grandmother or basically any adult would read me a story. I had a vivid, colorful imagination (some things never change), and I could create whole movies inside my head. All I needed were the words to create pictures, and at that young age getting the words required the help of an … Read the rest…
