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Josh Drespling: Thanks, Grandma Jo, for everything
August 1 is my maternal grandmother's birthday. This year she will mark her 85th year (although she doesn't look or act a day over 50). Somehow, this date always sneaks up on me. I have even missed it a few times in the past, and I feel quite bad for not recognizing her on her special day.
Josh Drespling: Ooh, yuk! I just couldn’t reveal a nasty secret — was I wrong?
I was told I was a horrible person. Although it was a playful jab, I felt bad for doing what I did. I'm about to unfold a tale for you, and I swear that every word is true. Your job is to weigh both sides of the story and carefully examine the facts to determine if, in fact, I am a terrible person for my actions (or lack thereof).
Josh Drespling: I didn’t ask for the job, but I’m getting my fix as a handyman
Somehow, in some strange way, I have become a handyman. With absolutely no effort on my part to fill the shoes of Mr. Fix-it, I have slid sideways into that role. It's not a role I was looking to fill or even a role that felt needed to be filled, but without even knowing it I have been fixing everything.
Josh Drespling: With a little tidying up, maybe we can even park in our garage
It is just shy of a full year since I cleaned out our garage. I spent several hot days last summer making it nearly spotless. It was neat and tidy and everything had its respective place.
Josh Drespling: My thoughts on July 4 just might set off some fireworks
What is with these mid-week holidays? This year, the Fourth of July, or should I say Independence Day, was in the middle of the week. It has me all mixed up on my days, and my schedule is a scrambled mess.
Josh Drespling: Put the phone down and step away from the cat, it's time to unplug
Have you ever composed a text, updated to Facebook, or sent a Tweet while sitting on the toilet? Have you found yourself reaching for your smart phone while you’re in a meeting, just for comfort? Have you checked your phone for new messages before you even get out of bed? Have you shared a photo of your dinner or your cat or worse yet, your cat eating dinner?
Josh Drespling: Sorry, honey, I am not a crook — just a forgetful daddy
I feel so awful and embarrassed. I have been committing a dastardly deed without even knowing it. My lack of attention to detail and forgetfulness has led me down this reprehensible path. It was an honest mistake and I truly feel terrible for it. Nonetheless, I have become a crook and a malefactor.
Josh Drespling: Breakfast for dinner? Yep, as long as I’m makin’ bacon!
A while back I was rummaging through the kitchen tying to figure out what to make for dinner. My daughter was in the the other room complaining that she was hungry and my wife was echoing with the usual, “What are you doing for dinner?”
Josh Drespling: Students get a summer vacation — what about parents?
About nine months ago, we parents were all prepared to attack the new school year with vigor and determination. We had a new stash of supplies, including the perfect pencils and pens, a crisp new backpack, and all the other wares our children could ever need or want.
Josh Drespling: Lawn mowing cuts deep into my wallet
I finally did it. I succumbed to the desire and plopped my cold, hard cash down on the counter. I was thrifty and cautious in my shopping. I have spent the last few summers kicking tires and comparing prices. I checked every local retailer, online site, and even kept a keen eye on Craig's List.
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