You ever see one? Ever talk to one? Maybe you even know one? I’m talking about that argumentative, fist shaking get off of my lawn cantankerous old man! You know the kind? Always talking about how the “Good old days!” were so much better than today? Well we got one of our very own and today he’s going to rant about how food was better back in his day. Best put the children to bed first though! Our Grumpy old man can get riled up at times and has been known to use some —let’s say? — old colorful language. Continue reading “GRUMPY OLD MAN: Food Rant”
Memory Jog is a trip down memory lane where I reminisce and try to replay some memorable times from my youth. We’ve all had moments in the past that today we fondly look back upon. Fun times, crazy events or memorable trips or vacations. The one constant in all of these good-time memories, are the people, the friends, the family members that were there and helped make your “Memory Jog” a memorable one.
Continue reading “MEMORY JOG: Have You Seen My Wiener?”
I can’t watch the news anymore. Nothing but depressing, stressful tales that are slowly sucking the very life out of me. It’s been a bad year, is a bad year, and I long for happier days. Like the days of my youth, adventurous, carefree and unburdened by the horrors of the adult world. If only I could go back and revisit those days of innocence and discovery and escape the social disorder that’s raging around me today. If only… Continue reading “If I Could Turn Back Time”
The Country Music of my day no-longer exists. Today, there’s barely a resemblance to the music I fell in love with back then. I know everything changes, still, I yearn for the days of my time, when the legends of Country music were alive and well. When Johnny Cash was the man in black and Waylon and Willie were Outlaws. Continue reading “Give me that old time Country Music!”
I grew up during the 70’s and 80’s in a mid-sized city in Canada. It was a different time, a different era, both economically and as per the social structure. Dad’s worked and Mom’s stayed home cooked home-made meals and reared the children. Houses cost 20 or 30 thousand and a gallon of gas was about $0.40. There were no personal computers yet and certainly no smart phones or internet. Continue reading “Things were Different: When I was a Kid”