
Not long ago, my Medium Boy flattered one of his teachers by suggesting he might live to his 90s. This teacher, a long time colleague of mine, was taken aback at the thought and reminded my son that the average life span of the typical American male was 75 years.

I got a new kitchen toy for Christmas that needed to be broken in. I also had a beef tri-tip sitting in the refrigerator needing to be cooked. I’m thinking there could be a connection here.
Each year around Christmas I’ll buy a ham. Ironically, we never eat it for Christmas dinner. I just get it because I want ham and that’s usually the best time to find a good one.
I’m honestly surprised that my family hasn’t sprouted wings, yet. We do eat a lot of chicken. No, really. A. Lot.
One of the greatest ironies in life is that tomato soup season does not coincide with tomato season. I think it’s proof that God has a twisted sense of humor. Either that, or a great
There are a handful of movies that my family has watched repeatedly to the point of being able to recite the entire script. One of them is “Moonstruck” starring Olympia Dukakis and Cher. A Greek and an Armenian playing Italians? It’s okay, Armenians and Italians played Greeks in “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” so it balances out.
Just think, you could make
Anyone who has lived in California’s Central Valley is familiar with this phenomenon: it rains, the sun comes out, you can’t see where you’re going the next morning.
It’s the early 90s,
I wonder if the old saying “an apple a day keeps the doctor away” works if we are talking about