Something has been bothering me real bad lately and today I’m gonna explode! “Know-It-All’s”…..I’ll bet we all know at least one. It’s bad enough when they open their mouths and let their lack of knowledge show but they’re twice as irritating when they try to spout off about something YOU really know about and it’s mega-obvious that they know NOTHING of what they’re talking about…..NOTHING. It’s in the news, it’s everywhere, the molestation pigs are being revealed. FINALLY and it’s…
It was an ER doc who once gave me my most valuable tip on child rearing. He had six kids of his own. He had it down. He HAD to know what he was talking about….. Right? “Save a piece of your brain,” he told me one night when I showed up for work in daughter-induced tears. “Save a piece of my brain?” The ER was quiet, hadn’t started to rumble yet. The bars were still open. We had some…
They were two four-legged, furry nephews of mine. Both unique in their own ways. Big Red was a Retriever, a wonderful and very funny guy, and smart…..oh he was smart. He had a toybox full, and I mean FULL of toys and he knew each toy by name. If we told him to go get his Blue Baby Doll, he’d run like a freight train, dumped his head low into his huge toybox and threw out one toy after another…