Some of us have it. Most of us want it. But few of us can define it. According to the Declaration of Independence we are all entitled to "Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness."

Pursuit. Ummm… that is an interesting way to put it. Basically we are all entitled to have it if we want it. That is pretty much how I interpret it. For some of us it appears to take much more of the pursuing before we get what we are striving for and then there are those who never break a sweat.

I would like to believe that all is fair in this world of ours and that what goes around comes around. For some of these things I have been waiting quite a long, long, long time (years to be exact). I have worked for some wonderful people and not so wonderful people. But then again who hasn’t.

So here I continue to wait to see if what goes around actually comes around. Just for the record there are several things I am waiting on.

This post may seem like alot of rambling but hopefully will become clear once the smoke clears.  I will keep you all posted.


There are a few things that my children say that are worth documenting and repeating. Here are a few from this past weekend.

It was Friday and being that it was a terribly long week we treated the kids to MacDonald’s. Walker was also being rewarded for not losing any blocks this week.  We pulled up to the window, placed our order and specified the meals were for two boys. We get home and Walker always wants to know what the toy is. Rules in our house are your dinner has to be eaten and then you can play with the toys. They both dutifully ate every ounce of chicken nuggets and fries. I looked and they had made a mistake and put little dolls in the bags.

Walker was able to sum it up with one sentence.

Barbie’s stink.

Being of a household with a husband and two boys I had to agree.


We are on our way to our weekend trip to dad’s farm and there were some people parachuting from the sky.

“Walker… look… they are parachuting from the sky.”

“Wow!! Ummm… mommy and daddy… can you buy me a parachute?”

“Well honey… mommy and daddy don’t have enough money to buy a parachute.”

(Now this is where is gets priceless)

“Well… why don’t you just go and buy some more money? You know… at work.”

Gee… why didn’t I think of that?

Scratched Cornea

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To sum it up:

The price of the visit to the eye specialist – $25

The price of the prescription to go with the visit – $10

The price of the feeling when they put the numbing agent in my eye…