Do-Over

Yesterday I got my do-over.   Friday, I ugly, snot cried all over Bryce, so I had hoped that since he came home for the weekend, I would be able to compose myself when he left yesterday.   You see, as a student athletic trainer for the football team, we anticipated that this would be it and…

Trial Run

“Is it okay if I come home?  There is nothing that I need to stay for and don’t have to be back until Monday.”  This is the question from my now college freshman who has been gone a total of twelve hours.  Yes, for twelve hours I have wondered what he is doing after my…

The Followers

I have had an Instagram account for a few years, but allowed it to stay stagnate since I really didn’t know the ins and outs of it.   Because being a writer means keeping your image “fresh and appealing” so more people will read your delightful words, I dived into it with great gusto.    Even…

Ugly Cry

Okay, so I think that maybe the worst part of sending a kid to college might be the anticipation of the departure.   Last night, we went to dinner to celebrate Bryce after I watched him load his car with necessities for the next three weeks.   I did a wonderful job as we had our family…

The Radar

When I saw that the Louisville chapter of the WKU Alumni Association was hosting a football kickoff party with the head coach, I was all over that.    Since Bryce hasn’t met him yet, I thought this would serve as a wonderful opportunity plus I wanted to see what vibe I got from him.   One…

Departure

We are at the two day mark before Bryce leaves for college. Since he will be the student trainer for WKU’s (Western Kentucky University) football team, he reports earlier than the other students. There is no fanfare as he is driving himself due to the fact he needs to be on site by 9 am…

Deceiving

I try to grapple with the state of our society.   The fact that we continue to be so gullible to the most insane posts.   People are still copying and pasting untruths on their wall thinking they are in the know.  Sadly, they are just immersing themselves in the uninformed.   It literally scares the shit out…

Dinner Plans

“Red Lobster 6:30,”.  This is the text I receive from my spouse as I sit in a meeting to gain some spiritual serenity.    I breathe in and exhale deep as I know that dinner will be an adventure.  You see, when family comes into town, we gather everyone to share a meal.  Now, this…

Simple Pie

I am a creature of habit.   My regulated schedule has wiggle room when other things arise, but if nothing else is on the agenda, I like to keep my structure intact.  Brian was helping his nephew with some constructing work at his house, so as 5:30 approached I was pondering dinner.    As 6 pm…

The Act

“She’s fine.  Just go to bed.”  These are the words that my spouse uttered as he settled in bed after falling asleep in another room while watching television.  He wasn’t privy to the last 45 minutes of Presley, our eldest Basset hound, who kept gagging and throwing up nothing.   So, I listened to him –…