Today I have the pleasure of introducing Pooh Hodges, my supervisor. Most people would say, "my cat." But, I do not own Pooh. He picked our family at the Humane Society in Wisconsin right before Christmas in 2004. He is the manager of our home, and a writer. He dictates and I …
Toys come alive!
How to never grow old
Men do not quit playing because they grow old; they grow old because they quit playing. ― Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr. Your body will age. The pigment cells in your hair follicles will die and stop producing melanin; your hair will turn gray. Your subcutaneous fat layer thins as you grow …
My toys found the box of Christmas ornaments last night. They came alive again!
Last night when I went to bed, by toys were on top of my bookcase. The lion, cheetah, giraffe, tiger and elephant were all clean from washing my silverware the night before. My toys have come alive every night at the stroke of midnight in December. So far they have fried eggs, took books off of my …
