It’s Friday

We have been conditioned from an early age that Friday starts the weekend. Weekends are for freedom. Work weeks are Monday through Friday. When someone says I have a different work schedule and my Monday is a Thursday, the weirdness of their week seems unnatural to us. What would happen if we had no boundaries … Continue reading It’s Friday

Kids These Days

Every generation has its version of this complaint. For my grandparents, it was, “Kids these days don’t know what love is” when my parents were part of the free love hippie sixties. For my mom and dad, it was, “Fashion? We had to wear homemade clothes. Music? We had to listen to one radio station. … Continue reading Kids These Days