As of 2:25 p.m. CST today, that cracked tooth has been thoroughly drilled, picked, probed, rinsed, prodded, packed, and sealed. Dr. Bohning’s nimble fingers flashed past my face in a blur as he turned what was possibly a 90-minute procedure into a 50-minute task. I was very shaky at first and was getting mad at…
See this? Guess who has an article on Page 8? Here’s a quote from the website: The Fine Art of Jug Fishin’ Local fisherman practices his art with age-old techniques and a few new innovations. By Wendy Wilson Billiot Heather Here and I have been talking for a while about how to introduce this colorful…
Those of you who know me, know that I am a pretty energetic individual, although a little on the chubby side. I can thank a cantankerous thyroid for that. I am about to break my Number One Rule of growing older—-DO NOT TALK ABOUT MY AILMENTS. I’m breaking my rule, because I want to show…
These photos make me warm and happy. They don’t have the best composition, balance, or lighting. But that doesn’t matter, because they remind me how boys need to be outdoors, and they need to bond with other boys. They would, of course, never admit it. So, from the archives . . . Dano teaching Termite…
Don’t you just hate arriving at a blog, thinking it’s going to be the coolest thing since Dan Fogleburg music, and you end up some place like here with some middle-aged woman talking about her ailments? Well TUFF! I insist that you read every word of this and burst forth with great sympathy for me,…
It seems only a few people have read part one of this little spell binder, so I think I’ll just give you one more hint and then the rest some time on Monday, perhaps! Is that cruel? No, I can’t do that to you. In Cajun French Bon Temp means “Good Times”. That means the…