I know it is two days past Fathers day, but this is an adaptation of a post I did two years ago that hit me today as hard as the day I wrote it.  I will re-post this every year, because the response is so overwhelming and I believe so deeply in the message.  I would be  honored if you read it.

It’s Lighten Up Monday! If you have never stayed in a hotel populated by a large group of teenagers you are about to learn what it is like. If you have experienced this, the hair is already standing up on the back of your neck. Enjoy Teenage Hotel Horror!

Have you had “unique” hotel experiences that left you without sleep? Were there teenagers involved? Car alarms? Fire sirens? Bring on the stories.

It was one of those days.  I woke up with a crick in my neck. You know the kind, where you can’t turn your head.  I could only look to the left.  To look to the right I had to turn my whole body. That’s why I didn’t see the Lego.  As I got out of bed I stepped on a Lego that our granddaughter had left on the floor.

We just returned from a week at the lake with all our children and grandchildren.  Here are some fun pictures of happy faces mixed with a 10 practical guidelines that help keep faces happy during a vacation.

It’s Lighten Up Monday!

More than once in my life I have been unable to answer a simple question.  This was a very important question and I blew it!

This clip taken from Fully Alive. For more info, click here.
What’s your unusual wedding story?

I was settled so deeply into my recliner I’d need to plan ahead in order to get out. I looked up from my crossword puzzle, groping for a three-letter word starting with O, ending with D and meaning “not young.”

That’s when I saw it.  A solitary figure stood in the dim interior of the storage closet like a silent sentry from another planet.

I’ve always been an easy mark for glitzy sales gimmicks. When I go to outdoor sporting shows, you can find me standing in a trance, handing my money to some pitch-man who does fancy demonstrations.

I bought a hand-cranked vegetable compactor/combination/food dehydrator that makes peanut butter out of recycled zucchini skins. And that pocket-fisherman thing, as seen on TV. Fished around in my pocket for years. Never caught a thing.