I think this little girl gives new meaning to the phrase, "Drama Queen". I'm sure Mommy will forgive her in 10-20 years.
As a hospital waiting room connoisseur I thought I'd seen just about everything. Internets, I have to tell you I was wrong. I hadn't seen everything until yesterday. That's the day I saw everything.
There I was jammed into the outpatient waiting room at the Baylor Surgical Hospital in Fort Worth. It was mixed group. Different ages, genders, ethnicities and affiliations to whomever they were waiting on.
You've seen the scene. People come through the surgical waiting room double-doors dazed and often a little emotional after sending a loved one off to be sliced open. At first they're quiet, almost reverent. Then, they find a comfortable place to sit down and set up camp.
These waiting rooms usually have magazines older than the people reading them. I understand from the reading material I've seen in these waiting areas that MAN HAS LANDED ON THE MOON and that our beloved PRESIDENT LINCOLN was assassinated at Ford's Theater. See what you miss when you let your subscription to LIFE MAGAZINE expire? Jeez.
It's Not a Job It's an Adventure. Remember that line? It was used by some forgotten advertising agency to sell kids on joining the United States Navy.
What a load of crap.
I should know. Like most Baby Boomers, I had my share of junk jobs. With summer approaching, there'll be plenty of kids off to their first "adventure". Ah, the memories.
Charlotte worked for Kmart in Arlington and spent most of her time dodging Blue Light Specials.
I sold men's clothes at a now-defunct retail chain at Arlington's also defunct Six Flags Mall (anybody remember The Ranch?). That's where I learned "circle selling" from Roger, a 30-something black-haired lothario with a pencil-thin moustache.
The Ranch was a little like working a Louisiana chain gang. If your sales average wasn't high enough you'd spend the night in the box.
Charlotte and I live in critter country which I've documented before. It's not that we live in the country (au contraire!) we live in COLLYWOOD (what some of our friends and new neighbors who used to live in Bedford, call Colleyville). It's one of the nicest suburbs in the Dallas/Fort Worth area.
We're both native Texans and Collywood...er, ville...has been home for about 15 years. We like it here. Trouble is, so do critters.
Fritz Cabernet - Dry Creek Valley
This delicious red is comprised of 92 percent Cabernet and eight percent Malbec. It's full bodied with velvety tannins with notes of cherry, cocoa, tobacco and ripe plums. The palate delivers a hint of blackberry with a touch of pepper wrapped in a rich envelope of dried currant.
When we're craving comfort food and short on time, nothing beats this creamy mixture. It delivers hearty chicken-and-gravy flavor without involving a lot of preparation or clean-up.
The Eagles (Don Henley, Glenn Frey, Timothy B. Schmit & Joe Walsh) are back on the road this summer with another "retirement" tour. These boys are banking some serious cheddar into their IRA's and for good reason - their shows are GREAT.
Here's my Boomer Tip 'O the Week for anyone who has never seen these guys in concert. STOP what you're doing right now -- log on to Ticketmaster - and buy your tickets (they're in Dallas June 26). They have dates around the rest of the country pretty much all summer, so if you miss them in Big D, book your vacation around one of their other shows. You won't be disappointed.
Charlotte and I gathered up some good friends on their last stop through Dallas and saw their show at the American Airlines Center. They played all their hits mixed in with some of their new songs (btw, pretty good). These Boomer Rockers still have their sense of humor. Henley called that Eagles tour their Assisted Living Tour.
Our friend Gene probably summed up what we were all thinking after the show, "If this was the assisted living tour, I hope they come back for the Alzheimer's tour!". We all agree Gene'o.
Here's some video from our Eagles excursion to the AAC:
There only a few places I'll eat a hot dog. From the looks of this sign, I'll be taking China off my list.
We bought 30-cent-a-gallon gas, wore hot pants, watched the "Summer of '42" and rocked out to the Rolling Stones' #1 hit "Brown Sugar."
The next time you wonder why your Facebook friends never seem to age, remember this video.
The tragedy of the Deep Water Horizon oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico goes deeper than the one mile depth of the well head.
When the well exploded some 40+ days ago, 11 people lost their lives. In the days, weeks and months to come, tens of thousands will lose their livelihoods.
As a Boomer and Gulf Coast groupie what I was seeing on TV was starting to make me sick to my stomach.
So, before we let CNN make up our minds about the situation, we decided to check it out for ourselves. Charlotte and I loaded up our humongous carbon-footprint SUV and headed down to Gulf Shores, Alabama to check it out.
SPOILER ALERT -- We LOVE GULF SHORES, ALABAMA and the people in the area. They're nice in a Deep South kind of way and even though we're from Dallas/Fort Worth they seem to
tolerate LIKE us. And while I'll never get used to waitpersons asking me if I want SWEET TEA, we have a cultural bond that no blow out can blow up.
Which makes what we found even sadder. Sure they put on their game face - and after winning a national championship (I had UT in the
betting pool prayer chain, too but you can't win 'em all) there's nobody better at rising to the occasion.
These people are hurting. Even the toughest ones are more than a little scared. And the whole area has what Mel Brooks would call HIGH ANXIETY. It ain't pretty.
Click on the video for a first-hand look at what we found.
Henry Beard's Golf is the perfect Father's Day gift (Hint: It's June 20) for any man who has ever picked up a club. It's irreverent, educational and laugh-out-loud funny.