Words matter or word smatter? You decide.
Many years ago, my daughter wanted to open a lemonade stand. Without a lot of thought, I assented. We made a quick pitcher of lemonade, I handed her some cups to go with it, and she scurried outside to set up shop. About an hour later, my aunt and uncle arrived for dinner. They came... Continue Reading →
I laid out some goals at the end of last year, hoping that holding myself publicly accountable would keep me on track. To stay true to that intent, I think it's time for a pulse check--maybe past time. I've copied and pasted my goals from the original post so you'll know what I'm talking about.... Continue Reading →
Ohboyohboyohboy. I haven't been able to write for a week, not for lack of time or topic, but because I haven't been able to sort out the jumble of thoughts in my head following my PMC ride. (In case you've forgotten what that is, click HERE for the facts, or HERE and HERE for the inspiration.)... Continue Reading →
In less than two weeks, I will ride my bike a grueling, but beautiful, 190 miles to benefit cancer research. (See my note HERE if you want to learn more.) The price of entry is a fundraising commitment that seems impossible: $4300, and I treasure every gift, whether large or small. Many, many people support... Continue Reading →
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