… Just Then I Lost Control Of The Car…

My littls car and the American dream I may be in the minority here but I like little cars. My fans outside of the US may not understand this statement, because it’s a bit ambiguous. In many places of the world All Cars are Little Cars. That may be true, but we here in America …

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The Truth About Grandparents Is There’s No Truth About Grandparents

Start with a song Over the river and through the woods, to grandmother’s house we go! The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh through white and drifted snow. Over the river and through the woods, now grandmother’s cap I spy. Hoorah for the fun. Is the pudding done? Hoorah for the pumpkin pie. …

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Babies’ Butts, Politicians, And Other Important Issues

When God Closes A Store I just read some shocking news. A local Baby superstore is going to close at the end of the year. At first, I remembered my two and a half adult children and thought, “Who cares?” You must understand that as an American I’m supposed to ignore any problem that doesn’t …

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A Rose By Any Other Name Still Stinks!!!

My Mom I remember way back when, I used to sit on Mama Ohh!’s lap. She would tell me tales of the old country. These were probably all lies considering she was born and raised in Pennsylvania. Although, she does make a mean golabki, which are Polish cabbage rolls, paprikash, which is Polish chicken in …

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Customs Change, Languages Change, But Road Construction Is Forever!!!

On Vacation Greetings weary travelers. To all of you who have taken their summer vacations, I salute you. The reason I’m saluting you, is after my own vacation, my right arm is about the only thing I can move. I’m exhausted. I did so much in the last six days, even my eyelids hurt. I …

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I Love My Family, But Do I Really Love Them All That Much??

When I was young I didn't understand When I was a small little Ohh of ten there was an odd old man that lived at the end of the block named Mr. Fenster. As he had the corner lot, and it was on the path to the elementary school, we were always cutting across his …

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I Think I Joind A Secret Society. I Hope I Don’t Die For Telling You About It

Welcome to College orientation Well, I have now been orientated, or maybe I should say indoctrinated, perhaps brain-washed is the most correct term. I’m not sure. What happened was I went to my son’s college introduction seminar and I kind of feel like I’ve joined a tribe. The speakers called it an inclusive college community. …

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Here It Comes! Be Prepared To Cry!!

It always starts with an accomplishment... Well, it’s May. A month for rain, flowers, marriages, graduations, and of course tears. This year my second son, leaves high school for the lofty heights of college. My wife sits around looking through the old albums, with a tear in her eye, whilst I cry much louder for …

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Ohh! The Horror… Movies

Childhood Beasties Pediatric Psychologists agree, “Monsters under the bed can be a horrible reality for young children.” Toddlers beside the bed are an even worse one for sleeping fathers. My son was especially susceptible to night creatures and kept me awake many a night with his night frights. As the excellent dad Mr. Ohh! is, …

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I Am Egg-spressing Egg-zactly How Egg-zasperating This Is

Everything starts with a problem Ladies and gentlemen, there is a flaw in the system, a bump in the road, a fly in the ointment, a wrench in the machine, a big clod mucking up the butter churn, a rock in the garden, and I don’t mean one of those pretty ornamental rocks. Lots of …

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