âTis the season when the scent of fresh-cut grass fills your nose, when the sounds of cracking bats and smacking mitts meld with exclamatory âWoo-hoos!â and âYeahs!â
Its the time when we fill our bellies with overcooked hot dogs and pretzels with underheated cheese. Itâs baseball season. As a daughter of â and later a wife of â Cubbies fans I am well used to disappointment and schooled in calmly watching âmyâ team lose. I still âroot, root, rootâ for my âhome teamâ regardless.
It was recently voiced by someone I consider a friend that she had a pet peeve about people leaving out their sale signs. I shared that it was also a pet peeve of mine and that while it is merely one of nearly a hundred, it is at the top of my list.
Someone replied that it was a sign of common sense, something that apparently, very few people are born with. I agreed. To begin with, the world is cluttered with enough signs as it is.
As a driver with ADHD, my mind is constantly a swarm of influences. There is the speedometer that I am trying to keep steady and under the posted limit.
Weâve all heard or asked the question, âWhat in the world possesses them?â My grandmother says âwhat in Heavenâs name?â Todayâs reference of shock is a little more vulgar with the abbreviated version being a design created from the act of texting which then becomes WTF?
There is a saying that goes: âEvery good thing must come to an end.â That adage may be a truism but reassuringly, it is not always the case. For example, chocolate is good, and while it may come to an end â when the ice cream or candy bar has been consumed â there usually is a never-ending supply merely a store or vending machine away. Love is good, and while someone you love may leave in one way or another, almost in every situation, there is always someone (or something, as in the case of a pet) else to love awaiting your affections.
âPants on the ground, pants on the ground, lookinâ like a fool with your pants on the ground.â
Iâve noticed that sagging pants on young men are often at different levels.
What does it mean if the jeans are just under your cheeks or just slightly above them? To further confuse me, Iâve seen them wearing the waistlines at their mid thigh â WITH A BELT around them.
For those of you who arenât American Idol fans, an âolderâ gentleman named Larry Platt came on the show, knowing full well he wasnât going to be selected to compete â but showing off his stuff just the same, singing a goofy rap song he made up and titled âPants on the ground.â
The nonsensical song addressed the sagging pants fad that for whatever reason, has yet to fade.
A long time ago, before I was diagnosed with ADHD, I realized that writing things down was the best way to remember them ... as long as you could remember to bring the list with you when you needed it.
Years later, a psychologist explained to me that by checking things off a list, I was giving myself affirmation â a feeling of accomplishment â and that everyone could put their things into a better perspective by seeing them listed in black and white. For me though, whether or not itâs a good idea isnât a factor.
For those that donât know me well, let me begin by stating the fact that I am by far no rocket scientist.
Recently the Advance News and The Bremen Enquirer (on Thursdays), and the Pilot News (Mondays on page 4) began a feature titled âNew to You Product Preview.â Each week the column offers a handful of opinions from five women that actually tried out the products focused on, that perhaps others are wary of purchasing or havenât yet heard of.
Shopping with teen boys is almost as bad as shopping with girls â unless youâre lucky enough to have one that is into Grunge, meaning you can buy them some nondescript plaid shirts, enormous blue jeans and a stocking (or ball) cap and never do wrong.