Tuesday, March 31, 2026

let's get back to basics

My siblings and I were taught the Golden Rule before we knew it by that name. Whenever we used to do mischievous things to one another, Mom would pull the guilty party aside and ask, “Would you like it if he/she did those things to you? No? Then don’t do them to him/her.” That logic to be very persuasive, even as children, and in retrospect it’s impressive how effective Mom was at modifying our behavior with such a simple concept. 


As adults, the Golden Rule remains just as simple and powerful. Throughout history it has acted as the backbone of the moral systems of just about all civilizations.


The amazing similarities of the quotes below show how different religions sum up their moral systems through nearly identical expressions of the common Golden Rule: that you should treat others the way you wish to be treated, spreading kindness and refraining from actions that would harm others.


We have committed the Golden Rule to memory; let us now commit it to life. 

~ Edwin Markham



 

Monday, March 30, 2026

monday's mulling: farewell to a blog friend


Last Wednesday morning, coffee in hand, I was doing my usual round of blog reading when I clicked on Oddball Observations, written by Bruce Taylor, also known as Catalyst. A new post greeted readers: All Good Things Must Come to An End.

Bruce hadn’t posted for a while. He’d been dealing with health issues, including a stroke in early February, and writing had become physically difficult. I assumed this would be his final message, his own sign-off from the blog he had started in February 2006.

It wasn’t.

The post was written by his granddaughters, sharing the news that Bruce had passed away on March 24.

Bruce and I never met face-to-face, but through blogging, we formed a connection. I had commented on his blog a couple times and then his first comment on my blog appeared on November 8, 2024. The post was about some herby ricotta cheese biscuits that I had made, and he wrote, “Those are gorgeous!” I replied, “Thank you. You make some tasty creations, too.” That small exchange was the beginning of his nearly daily presence in the comments on my posts.

From reading Oddball Observations, I learned that Bruce grew up in North Dakota and lived in many places throughout his career in broadcast journalism. He covered political conventions, interviewed John Wayne, and reported on the Red River floods and other natural disasters. He and his wife, Judy, spent four years in Mexico before settling in Prescott Valley, Arizona.

Whenever I posted about Ohio weather, especially in winter, I could count on a familiar suggestion from Catalyst: “You should think about moving to Arizona!”

Bruce also loved cooking, particularly baking. His blog was filled with photos of quick breads, brownies, and other treats. I suspect he had a bit of a sweet tooth.

He often referred to his wife Judy as SWMBO—She Who Must Be Obeyed. She was an artist who painted a beautiful outdoor scene on the wooden fence in their backyard. Together, they built a life that included watching Arizona sunsets with cocktails on the patio. They were married for 55 years.

Judy passed away unexpectedly on January 4 of this year. In the weeks that followed, Bruce wasn’t sure he would continue his Friday Funnies. As he wrote, “There are, after all, plenty of blogs with plenty of humor. But in spite of personal loss, in spite of what’s going on in the world, in spite of everything… there’s always time to step back and smile a little.”

Not long after, the Friday Funnies returned.

Now there’s an empty space in the blog world. Through shared stories, comments, and daily posts, we come to know people across the miles. It’s a quiet kind of friendship, but a real one all the same. And it leaves a real absence when someone is gone.

Bruce will be missed.

Sunday, March 29, 2026

easter bunny 2026

Year four for Owen of tears with the Easter Bunny; this is Hallie's first. Looks like we'll have to wait until Christmastime for pics with Santa to see if we get any smiles.

This is AJ's 3rd year to visit the Easter Bunny and he's not sure about this giant rabbit. Dad gets in this year's photo, otherwise it wouldn't have happened!



Friday, March 27, 2026

the friday feed: soup with a reputation

Somebody missed a letter. The most important letter. The entire genre of homemade soup has been changed. 

The whole family and some friends were at dinner for Hallie's birthday weekend. We were on our 3rd bottle of Chianti and my daughter Sara laughed and said, "Mom. You gonna get any soup?" The soup… poor soup. It went from “homemade,” warm and comforting, to “hoemade,” which sounds like it belongs in a completely different establishment entirely. And that was enough for some mildly spicy wordplay. (There were kids around).


Seasoned with a lot of experience.

Been around the pot a few times.

Comfort food for the whole neighborhood.

Seasoned with spice and questionable decisions.

Homemade warms the heart. Hoemade warms the group chat.

And this, my friends, shows the impotence of proofreading 😊

Thursday, March 26, 2026

a daffo-dilly of a day

All around town the daffodils have burst out in their full glory. Patches of yellow are everywhere...sunshine on the ground.











 

Wednesday, March 25, 2026

wednesday's words and wanderings and wonderings

Yesterday's "Oy" computer panic moment turned into a real "DUH" moment with the young tech guru at the Apple store. I explained what was going on and in less than the time it took me to tell him about my computer, he figured out the problem. Somehow I had changed my user screen to the guest user screen. He fixed it with a couple clicks. Gen Z youngster to this ole Boomer's rescue. On my way out of the store, I stopped to ask a customer service rep about phones and ended up buying a new one. A good day for technology!

This past weekend we went to Cleveland for our granddaughter's first birthday party. She turned one at the beginning of March but the party venue's availability was at the end of the month. She sure attacked that birthday cake with enthusiasm, aided by her brother and cousin. Such fun to have family and friends together to celebrate this little lady.

Owen, wearing his dinosaur scooter-riding helmet, gives me his "Thumbs up, you're a cool dude, Didi" approval.

Back in the day, I had a speech disfluency where my "s" came out as a "th" and I took thome thpeech therapy to thtraighten thingth out. When my daughter was little, she had a speech disfluency where the "th" sound came out as as "f." With was wif, think came out as fink. This license plate took me back to her days of working with her speech-language pathologist to fix this fing wif her fs.

This car driver 's sparkling clean white vehicle with the daisy hubcaps is ready to welcome some spring and summer flowers! 

Some kitchen fun - making pickled red onions to put on ground chicken tacos. Pickling softens the onion flavor but adds a little zestiness to balance heavier dishes, like homemade tacos.



Tuesday, March 24, 2026

oy

 Computer difficulties. Going to see the Apple gurus and crossing fingers to be up and running soon ðŸ¤ž