This morning “The Funk” stood by my bedside as I woke up. No, I wasn’t frightened or afraid. Funk’s mission was to block my path with a “dejected mood.” No real reason.
You see, Funk loves it when we shrink from doing life or facing the day with hope, purpose, and positivity. Thankfully, it’s quite rare in my experience. Of course, it was totally unexpected and an uninvited visit….
Patrick left the meeting with Rebecca a bit confused. “Why does it feel like Rebecca doesn’t mean what she says?” he asked his teammate Gloria.
“I know. Half the time, I feel like she hasn’t heard a word I’ve said. It’s like her mouth is moving, but her eyes are somewhere else.”
“I can’t put my finger on it … we just … don’t connect.”
You’re speaking two…
Okay, I admit it, I’m not a fan of Daylight Saving Time. I wish our clocks could be left alone, aligned with high noon.
There’s little evidence DST achieves its primary goal of energy savings. According to SleepBetter.org the Lost Hour costs the American economy $434 million in lost production and medical expenses. Regardless, we continue this costly practice.
Research shows that workers…
The Grande is a platter on Abuelo’s menu. It’s promoted as “The ultimate combination!” Seriously. Three enchiladas, a chile relleno, a tamale, crispy beef taco, and guacamole. (I recommend substituting veggies for the rice and beans and a tamale for the chile relleno.)
While waiting for The Grande to be created, warm chips and salsa become the foundation for this “small” platter. To avoid feeling stuffed…
