The question? How to make love

True story: A little 5 yr old girl, Becky, asked her mom how to make love. Mom was putting her makeup on and the question caused her to streak her lipstick in places on her face not within the lip line. Anyhow, mom goes to her daughter, probably ready to explain that she would give her an answer when the child is 16 (that's what I would have done) and sees said daughter with crayon poised over a paper. And there it was, the dreaded question. But all Becky wanted to know was how to write the word "love". Parents can be pretty strange sometimes.

Money for a tooth

Remember when you were a kid and you lost a tooth? And you woke up the next morning to find a dime under your pillow? And remember when your own kid lost a tooth and they woke up the next morning to find, because of inflation, 50 cents or even a dollar under their pillow? Well I lost a tooth Monday, a molar. Darn thing was throbbing and had to come out. The tooth fairy didn't visit me this time. It actually cost me $148. So what happened between kidhood and adulthood? When you got paid for losing a tooth and then things change and you have to pay someone to take one out. Something is not right. Not right at all.

The Devil Played Pool

It often happens that people get irritated with each other, especially within your own family. You know more about these people, are intimately connected with varying degrees of emotion and experiences, and therefore have a far greater ability to hurt one another. This happened in our family today because that's when the Devil played pool.
He lined the pool stick up with cool practice, eyed his target, drew back and rammed the cue ball into the middle of my family. Proverbially speaking, and perfect aim by the way. At this point no one is speaking to anyone, one has posted that another family member is now dead to her, I've been removed from her Facebook page, and I'm equally sure that there are now 3 grandchildren without a grandmother. There have been squabbles and petty resentments along the way which may or may not be typical for most families but I figure it's probably not unusual. But what happened today has left my family totally shattered by unpredicable events leaving each family member wounded, befuddled and dazed. Emotions have to be feeling burned and ragged from the intensity of it all. So where do we go from here. It's obvious to me. We have to get the pool stick out of the Devil's hands. But it will take all of us working together to do it. Maybe after some healing and feelings have calmed down. Hey, anyone ever played pool before? The pool stick is in your hands now.