Even The Finest Workman Needs To Inspect

I Once Listed All The Good Things I Did Over The Past Year, And Then Turned Them Into Resolution Form And Backdated Them. That Was A Good Feeling

Sometimes History Knocks At The Most Ordinary Door To See If Anyone Is Home. Sometimes Someone Is.

One Of Life's Best Coping Mechanisms Is To Know The Difference Between An Inconvenience And A Problem. If You Break Your Neck, If You Have Nothing To Eat, If Your House Is On Fire, Then You’ve Got A Problem. Everything Else Is An Inconvenience. Life Is Inconvenient. Life Is Lumpy. A Lump In The Oatmeal, A Lump In The Throat And A Lump In The Breast Are Not The Same Kind Of Lump. One Needs To Learn The Difference.

Love Is The Grand Prize And The Garbage Heap. Love Is A Spiritual Root Canal And The Only Thing That Makes Life Worth Living. Love Is A Little Taste Of Always And A Big Bite Of Nothing. And Love Is Everything In Between These Extremes.

What I Notice Is That Every Adult Or Child I Give A New Set Of Crayolas To Goes A Little Funny. The Kids Smile, Get A Glazed Look On Their Faces, Pour The Crayons Out, And Just Look At Them For A While....the Adults Always Get The Most Wonderful Kind Of Sheepish Smile On Their Faces--a Mixture Of Delight And Nostalgia And Silliness. And They Immediately Start Telling You About All Their Experiences With Crayolas.