On the simple things in life

The other day, when we were having one of those “Why is the sky blue?” discussions, I admitted to my daughter that I didn’t know the answer to a lot of her questions, that I would probably never know the answer to those questions, and she shouldn’t try to stump me before I’ve had my…

Yesterday my daughter said, “I love how your hair sparkles!”  Sparkling hair!  It must be that amazing new conditioner.  No, wait, I’m not using an amazing new conditioner.  I glanced in the mirror.  I looked like my normal self, no stray glitter from a craft project or anything like that.   “Hmm.  What do you mean?”…

I usually skate over typos in books (Columbia for Colombia, for example) although as I’ve mentioned before sometimes these things pull me out of a story.  But this week, I ran across a typo made repeatedly in a book that just made me laugh (not the response the writer was hoping for, I am sure.):  “He…

The other day I was at the coffee shop when the train delivering newsprint to the newspaper plant next door rolled in.  It let out a long low whistle that sounded something like a foghorn.  The barista remarked, “That always reminds me of the call to arm in Lord of the Rings.”   Which prompted…