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Linda's Letters

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Let’s be honest. All of us act irrationally at times. We lose our tempers, and instead of solving a problem, we make the problem worse. Because of repeated patterns of negative thinking, some of us are serving lifetime sentences locked inside prisons of disappointment and despair.

Saturday, October 8, 2016

The day I have been dreading for the past six years finally arrived. Reviewing A’s math homework, I found a series of problems that he answered incorrectly and clearly did not understand.

I had to explain math to my fifth-grader.

First of all, let’s just pause for a moment to send up a great, big, giant hallelujah that it took this long. Let’s also appreciate the fact that instead of turning on his usual belligerent, preteen attitude, A was as shocked by this development as I was, and politely asked me to help him.

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Olympic fever is still going strong, although the toll of late nights is starting to catch up with me. The kids, however, are still awed and amazed by just about everything they are seeing. Since I shared some of my perspectives last week, I thought it would be fun to look at it from their point of view this week.

This is the first Olympics where the kids are old enough not only to engage in watching the games, but they also have a little bit of their own sports careers to draw on to compare experiences.

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Two years ago, a New York Post article called it “Generation Rex.”

The evolution of the American family has now come to this. Women want dogs more than children.

In the past nine years, the birthrate has dropped nearly 10 percent while dog ownership, by just counting the popular small pooches, has increased by more than 6 million.

“A dog is much less work, and I like to go out a lot,” said Sara Foster, 32, an equities trader on Wall Street. “And I don’t have to get a baby sitter.”

Saturday, July 16, 2016

A speaker on the radio commented that every generation claims when they look back at their youth that gas prices were reasonable, times were simpler and children were well-behaved and listened to their elders.

Recently, I asked a youngster who visited the center, “Have you ever caught lightning bugs and put them in a jar and watched them for a little while before letting them go?”

This child looked at me as if I had lost my mind and replied in a very disgusted tone, “No.”

Saturday, April 23, 2016

I have a problem overthinking everything that leaves me with the words. “I just don’t get it,” stuck in my head.

Let’s start with former heavyweight boxing champion, Mike Tyson. Years ago he was convicted of raping a beauty pageant contestant. Then he viciously assaulted his Robin Givens, his wife at the time

Later, he was a guest on “The View,” a popular daytime women’s talk show where he blamed his violent behavior against women on his upbringing and influences from evil people.

Saturday, December 26, 2015

SPOILER ALERT: If you’re not a “Star Wars” fan, you might not “get” this column. So, good luck and may the Force be with you.)

In a galaxy far far away, lived a lovely princess named SilliLInda. (OK This is my fairy tale and if I want to be lovely, I can be lovely. So there.) She shared her beautiful castle with the man of her dreams, the ruggedly handsome and fearless adventurer, Hans Harry, and his furry friend, Chewbacca Sassy Sue.

It was a tumultuous time known as the Christmas holiday.

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Scrooge here.

Bah. Humbug.

Just thought you’d like to know there are only 26 more shopping days until Christmas.

I wanted to touch base with all you Happy Shoppers. I want to know what you’re drinking.

If anyone would have ever told me that there would come a day I would dread Christmas shopping, I would have said your Christmas bulbs weren’t screwed in tight.

Saturday, August 8, 2015

Last year while visiting Becky and future son-in-law living in Mineral Wells, Texas, they took us to several different places to eat. So when we were visiting them last week, I told Becky I wanted to go back to a little gas station/convenience store, Tommy's, for their delicious crispitos.

Saturday, July 25, 2015

As I floated around in my pool the other day, I contemplated life. This is what I concluded:

I am breathing. I am in my pool.

Therefore … life is good.

OK. It's not Dalai Lama. What did you expect? I don't mediate on a mountain in Tibet. I can't do a downward facing dog in yoga. Shoot. I can barely sit on my hind legs and beg like a dog.

What I'm trying to say is, I don't spend a lot of time trying to figure out life.

I want to say, I'm a simple gal with simple needs.

Ahhhh. But then I started to think about it. How simple is simple?