Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When my wife pulled up to the driveway the other night, I knew I was fighting an up-hill battle. I knew the brilliant idea floating around in my head was a few fries short of a Happy Meal. A few cards short of a deck. A few bricks short of a load. Let's just say,... Continue Reading →
My wife is a special education teacher and sometimes pulls me into her world. Talk about a fish out of water. Oh I listen when my wife talks about her job and I've had my own educational experiences, but I'm most definitely in unfamiliar waters. So you can imagine my thoughts when she asked me... Continue Reading →
My mom lied to me. I'm talking a "liar, liar, pants on fire" lie. A big one. Right up there with The Grinch's lie to Cindy Lou Who that he was Santa Claus and he was taking her family's Christmas tree to his workshop to fix a broken light from the 1957 book, How the... Continue Reading →
I reviewed the list of record albums like my life depended on it. I'd put one album on my list and then take two others off. I had been going at it for forty minutes. I had no plans to stop anytime soon. I kept going back and forth. Eagles Live, check. The new band,... Continue Reading →
My natural reaction sets in. I want to jump in and get results. I want to take charge. I want to give a few directions and solve the problem, large or small. If need be, I want to throw good old hard work and some elbow grease at the problem to make it go away.... Continue Reading →
Chris Evert scored a point and then Martina Navratilova came back with two more. Tennis was foreign to me. Few people I knew played except for the two older couples I saw at our local park when my mom dropped me off for baseball practice. I was flipping the channels on our old family TV one... Continue Reading →
We complicate things. I know I do. I worry. I stress. I get in my own head. Let's not even talk about how I get in my own way. I saw a meme the other day that simplifies things to the nth degree. I would give credit, but there was no attribution, just wisdom out... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, my mom would drive every April to the little hardware store in town. It sold fishing licenses and trout permits. She would buy one for my dad. She'd put it in a card and give it to him on his birthday. He would open it like it held a king's... Continue Reading →
I had to buy a mouse for my work computer. The box came yesterday covered in bubble wrap. Yup, you guessed it. For the next hour, I kept myself busy in meetings popping the bubbles. Someone said something amusing, pop-pop. Another person said something important about a project I'm working on, pop-pop-pop. Oh, thank goodness... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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