Years ago, I heard someone — I think it was a stand-up comedian — say that he knew what was the most important thing in life: “The unexpected.” At the time, his explanation made sense: If you woke up in the morning and knew exactly what you were going to get out of the day, you
A big week in sports, with three super-major accomplishments: The Blackhawks won the Stanley Cup, Golden State beat the LeBrons for the NBA title, and my son Jake’s team scored seven runs in the bottom of last inning for a 12-11 tournament win. Man, do I love sports. The players, the stories, the adrenaline rush —
I’m not doing yard work. Last week, I started a seven-week sabbatical that my company graciously offered. As the idea of this company perk bubbled up, the idea was to allow time to recharge and relax, get away from it all and come back to work with a fresh mind. My first instinct: No thanks. I love
At work, we have a very friendly, collaborative, team attitude. I love the people I work with, and I believe they love me too. It’s a wonderful arrangement, and encourages us to do even better work — for ourselves as much as for one another. Which is a good thing, because there’s a lot of
It’s nearing (what should be) dinner time on August 31 — time to recap the month of the great “Feed Me” experiment. My goal is here is to explain what I’ve learned, where this has made me better, how I have faith in longer-term healthiness… and how the wheels came off at the very end.
It was a tough week for the great experiment. After a pretty successful first couple of weeks, things took a turn last Sunday afternoon. I was already feeling a little overwhelmed: Making Monday’s lunch in advance, lining up Monday’s dinner ingredients, while knowing Sunday’s quick recipe still needed to get made. That’s when Tracey asked,
It’s somehow already August 15th, and only August 15th, all at the same time. Either way, it’s time for a quick update on our great experiment. I consciously call it “our” instead of “my” experiment, because it really wouldn’t happen without you. I’m just the guinea pig here. But even guinea pigs can learn a thing or
Last month, I asked for your help to help me eat better. Or frankly, to help me eat, period. As the original post explains: Left to my own devices, I don’t take such good care of my temple, and who’s in a better position to help me than… well, pretty much everybody else? One week in