I had this iron rule. I would not hire anybody with a felony for a violent crime, and I would not hire an addict. And now guess what? Exactly! I hired a new helper for my workshop, and she is both. She is an addict, and she spent one year in prison for a violent crime. Continue reading
My husband is on day 64 of his indefinite smoke break, and I am very proud of him. He is managing fairly well; he still doesn’t use the word QUIT, but I did hear him say that he will not go back to smoking. Continue reading
Today is not my day. I am tired as a dog, my mood is a little bit on the low side and my temper and sarcasm shouldn’t be tested.
For some it might be just a silly joke, for others it will be honest truth: Continue reading
Ole and Lena went to the same Lutheran Church. Lena went every Sunday and taught Sunday School. Ole went on Christmas and Easter, and maybe a few times during the year.
One Sunday, Ole was sitting in the pew right behind Lena and got to noticing what a fine looking woman she was. Continue reading
I changed my opinion and outlook on different subjects throughout my life and I would not necessarily call it “flip flopping”. A change of mind comes with knowledge and education or just simply, because we grow older and that’s a good thing. Imagine we all would keep the opinions and believes we had in our teenage years? Gruesome idea! Continue reading
Law of Probability – The probability of being watched is directly proportional to the stupidity of your act. Continue reading
I love to prepare food for family, friends and neighbors. That is the Italian in me, like a shepherd dog trying to herd them all together around a table, that is my alltime favorite thing to do. I love to plan special dinners and they are not special because of the ingredients, no, they are special because of the company. Continue reading
I was rich! Went to bed dirt poor and woke up a Millionair, at least thats how I felt. I was 19 years old and had just gotten $500 out of the blue. An older gentleman, a neighbor who I adored when I was a kid and who I pestered every chance I got, had just died a couple of weeks earlier. His daughter visited us the night before, she talked with my Grandmother for a long time and then they both handed me an envelope with a bunch of money. The old Italian currency Lira was not really worth the paper it was printed on, if I remember right 10,000 lira were about $5. So, I had an envelope full with money bills. Yes, I felt rich. Continue reading