I don't know. Those are the three most hated words in my father's vocabulary. When growing up, if you got in trouble those were the last words my father wanted to hear. “Why did you do it?” “I don't know.” Now I caught on at an early age that it was actually better just to make some crap up than it was to answer with I don't know (which truly, I didn't know). My oldest brother however did not. We had a large backyard when we lived in Flagstaff. One that did not have a fence. But on one side of the yard was a rock wall. One day after my brother did something stupid and then gave the answer of I don't know, my father had him move the rock wall from one end of our vast yard to the other. It took him all day. I mean ALL day. And at the end of the day my dad told him “nice job, tomorrow, move it back to where it was”. My brother was quite puzzled at this. When he asked why...you guessed it, my father's reply was “I don't know”. The only problem is sometimes you … [Read more...]

Whenever I want to feel really bad about the future of our country, I like to watch the MTV reality shows. 16 and Pregnant scares the crap out of me. I thought that one was bad until I watched the ultimate, Teen Cribs this past week. This show perpetuates one of the biggest problems in children today... Entitlement. A large portion of children today feel that they are owed something by life, just for existing. And not just something, someTHINGS. And all things name brand. Growing up we got whatever we got (and we liked it...or else). I got Vans but only because back then Vans were dirt cheap in California and Arizona. My clothing came from Kmart half the time...because I was out growing it. I had no cell phone. No Coach purse. And truthfully, until junior high hit, it really didn't make a difference. And even then, it only mattered what jeans you wore. Nobody really seemed to give a crap about the rest of what you wore. I watched this show in horror as they showed their houses. … [Read more...]