Tuesday, July 18, 2017

FOCUS to FUBAR

I’m a sucker for a good acronym. I like the catchiness of them and they are great learning tools.

The modern military is probably the institution in society that pushed the use of acronyms in order to simplify communications. Good examples are, AAD—Anti-Aircraft Defense, and DARPA Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency (the people who create the Star Wars stuff we see now)…and everyone’s favorite, FUBAR (Look it up).

Everyday use of the internet, especially cellphones and texting, has kicked out BFF (Best Friends Forever), BTW (By The Way) and POS (Parents Over Shoulder…or, well…there is that other one)

One of my favorites is LUCK…Laboring Under Correct Knowledge.

Not long ago I ran into FOCUS…Follow One Course Until Successful!

If it’s true that we encounter answers/people/situations when we need them my encounter with FOCUS could not have happened at a better time. I’m in the middle of wrestling an octopus in life and I had gotten into a habit of trying to deal with too many arms at one time. 

Soooo, I’m starting to FOCUS on a couple of specific areas using one strategy and I’m seeing success—slowly, granted, but still, some success beats the chasing-my-tail, time wasters I was stressed-out about in the recent past.

Try it…Follow One Course Until Successful (or, until you see that that course just won’t work)…FOCUS.

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Saturday, July 15, 2017

Climbing Into the Backseat With a Headache

Lying in bed this morning listening to the traffic fly by on Raleigh’s Beltine it hit me; the cars/trucks/motorcycles are like thoughts. We hear them coming, then their noise seems like it’s right on top of us, and then it recedes as the vehicles move away from us.

Let’s think about this…we don’t stand on the side of the Beltline, wave that busted muffler clunker over, and ask the driver to rev it up while we pick an argument with him or her…but we’ll do that in an instant in our thoughts.

We’ll wave down a worrisome, troubling thought and wallow in it for minutes, hours or days. And, we’ll keep doing it over and over. It’s as if we’re comfortable climbing into the backseat with that headache or heartache and looking at the driver and saying, “Ride us around for awhile…and, by the way, play The Allman Brothers’ ‘Whipping Post’ and turn it up REAL loud.”

One of the basic thoughts of meditation is to simply let thoughts go when they enter your mind. I’ve found that VERY difficult to do. But now, with this example, I think I can get better at letting a thought go. I just visualize it as that beat-up old jalopy cruising away from me…and the headache/heartache is driving it.


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Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Best Advice in Awhile

Just because you bought a car from someone doesn’t mean they can fix it.” Gordon Coleman

Gordon is a wonderful, young, techno-pro who designed a website for me. I was asking him about one of the online “design your own free website” offers and he made the buy/fix comment.

It was one of those things people say that sounds funny and snappy when you hear it, but if you give it some thought there’s a ton of truth that can be applied to many different areas of life.


The key is to—as often as possible—find the best person/tool/idea to fit the situation...not just the most convenient.

Thursday, June 22, 2017

My Desk Is the Size of a Small Car

If you have a desk or work area, take just a moment and look it over…what do you have on your desk?

If you were sitting here with me, at my desk, you might think my work area was messy. I counted 13 cards, small pictures, and big notes; a working notebook; 2 magazines and 2 newspapers (folded); 8 books in a stack and 22 books in a line on one corner of the desk; 3 or 4 paperweights, including a grip exerciser; an hourglass (running out); a beer mug with pens and a small American flag; a bunch of yellow sticky notes; a TV remote; a glass of water; a roll of toilet paper (I have a cold); a few bills to be paid; and a silver flask from Oxford University.

However, the center of the desk is clear except for my laptop. 

And, you need to understand that my desk is BIG. It’s made from a door (unfinished closet door from Home Depot) and two, plastic sawhorses. The whole thing cost less than $100. 

I know enough about my work style (I need to keep a lot of things around me for information and inspiration) to know that this is the desk I need.

How do you work best? If you do great work sitting at a table at Starbucks, go for it; if you work best in isolation, close the door or put on headphones; if you need noise and other types of stimulation, look for areas in which you get what you need.


I’m for all the rules about working, but you have to figure out what works best for you…and where you do your best work.

Monday, June 19, 2017

I HATE Tight Underwear!!!

The other day a friend told me I was being short with her. 

Now, I’ve known most of my life that I’m altitudinally challenged, but I don’t think that’s what she meant.

At the time I was trying to finish a project in which one of the contractors is in Pakistan. Communicating with him and getting the project completed was foremost on my mind--and stressful--and I didn’t do well with distractions.

Which brings me to my point…what distracts you?

Have you ever noticed that when you’re really into an activity—into the flow—it’s difficult to distract you. I can get so tied into something that I don’t hear outside noise, am not bothered by swings in temperature, and can even ignore some types of pain.

However, tight underwear gets my attention! So, a lot of the time I wear boxers so I don’t have to worry about T.U.S. (Tight Underwear Syndrome).

Now, I’m sure you realize my example here is kind of tongue-in-cheek…mmm…wait…that might not be the best example…but, let’s move on.

What types of distractions…distract you? Can you minimize those things when you’re trying to get something important done? Can  you put yourself in an environment that is most conducive to accomplishment? I have friends who have wonderful offices, but get important work done in their homes, cars, hotel rooms, libraries, Starbucks, outside at a picnic table, lobbies of hotels and all kinds of other places that offer an environment that, to them, is conducive to focus.

Where do you best focus? How can you spend more time there?


Would love to continue here, but I have GOT to get to the men’s department at Belks! Running out of boxers!

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Now!

You only get one life. Do what makes you happy and spend time with those who make you smile.

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

I'm Thinking of Shaving My Legs

Ok…I’m going into a Dr. Phil moment so hang on: My best friend shaves his legs.

There, I’ve said it.

He’s an outstanding cyclist and triathlete and if I told him how much I respect his physical accomplishments he’d probably think I was asking him out for a date. (NOTHING WRONG WITH THAT IN TODAY’S WORLD!)

Anyway, he shaves his legs because he finds it’s more comfortable when he bikes and swims.

Now, yes, I think it’s a little crazy. But, he has a good, practical reason for it. 

Here’s the point, though: He believes shaving helps his performance, he doesn’t care what other people think about it, doing it doesn’t hurt other people…and, well, he likes shaving his legs.

There you go.

Even if he didn't have practical, performance reasons it's none of my business what he does if it makes him happy!

We all have little idiosyncrasies; things we enjoy doing that don’t really affect other people and we enjoy whatever it is. But, most of us think, “If other people knew I did this they’d think I was (you fill in the blank).

“I don’t care what you think about me. I don’t think about you at all.” -Coco Chanel

The people who love you, love you. The people who don’t know you are probably so tied up in themselves all they can do is judge.

“Forget about what everyone else thinks and says. If it makes you happy, do it.” Anon.

Life’s too short to worry about small people. If something makes you happy—or, you believe it will make you happy—there’s no sense in waiting; jump right in! Or, find way to try it, at least stick your toe in the water and see what it feels like.
Speaking of toes....about two weeks ago when I tried a pedicure for the first time (See!) I had the pedicurist paint my two big toenails Carolina Blue and put interlocking NC’s on them. I got a ton of comments at an Artsplosure celebration. My toes made me smile, made them smile and them smiling made me smile again!

You and I know there’s something you want to do and you’ve been hesitating.

Don’t.

“I don’t care what you think of me! Unless you think I’m awesome – in which case, you’re right! Carry on…” Anon.

Friday, May 26, 2017

Here's a Moment for This Weekend

So, friends, what's up for Memorial Day Weekend?

Are you planning a beach trip, cookout, ballgame, or are you staying home and piddling around or reading or both?

Whatever you are doing, please take a moment and remember the reason for Memorial Day; it is in remembrance of those "who died in active military service."

I don't know about you, but I often think of men and women, young and old, who experienced all kinds of deaths in places well-remembered, forgotten, or never known.

And, they did it on our behalf.

That's the part you need to remember; they died so that I could sit here in my office in safety and type this memorium; so you could sit in safety and read it.

I believe their spirits are with us always. I believe a lot of them are looking at what they defended and are thinking (if that's what they do), "WTF??!!!"

I'm not busting the people in power right now because that's a polarizing act. However, I am busting what's happening; a dramatic drop in respect for the United States around the world, confusion among the people who should know what they are doing, and legislative decisions that seem to put at risk those of us who are the weakest and least able to take care of themselves.

So much of what we see now is not what people sacrificed their lives for at Lexington, Gettysburg, the Sorbonne, Belleau Wood, Iwo Jima, Heartbreak Ridge, the Tet Offensive, Baghdad and Basra.

We owe those who made the ultimate sacrifice more than we are now giving.

Remember them when you're having a beer and burger this weekend. Remember them--at least for a moment--on a Monday you will, in all probability, safely enjoy thanks to their sacrifices.

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Who's Yer Brother?!

This is from the National Day Calendar: "Observed every year on May 24, Brother’s Day honors the brothers in our lives.  Whether we have one or many, our brothers hold a special place in our hearts.  Even for those who don’t have brothers, someone in their life is usually like a brother to them.  Brothers from other mothers are found in a best friend, a brother-in-law or a cousin.  They are the men in our lives we count on even when we don’t talk very often.  We share memories, challenges that frequently began with the phrase, “Watch this!” soon followed by a few stitches.
They are the men in our lives we count on even when we don’t talk very often.  We share memories, challenges that frequently began with the phrase, “What’s this!” soon followed by a few stitches. While minding their own business, they are also prepared to step in when necessary.  That’s what brothers do.
Of course, they’ve been known to put toads on your head or gum in your hair.  They may have been too cool for you once, too.  Brothers come in many shapes and sizes and so do their relationships.  Whatever yours is, take the time to celebrate your brother on Brother’s Day."
So, to Joe, David, Jeff, Joel, Bob, Buddy, Fred, Andy, Brian, and Pi Kapps everywhere, thank you for being my brothers. You've been there when I needed you as I have tried to be there for you.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Yelling At a 3-Year Old

If a fearful, 3-year old child came to you with a problem what would you say and do? 

Would you berate them, yell at them that they are stupid and a loser, or, at worst, slapp’em around a little and tell’em to suck it up and be tough?

While there are animals, idiots, and misguided people in the world who might do all those things most of us would find solutions of that type of be the farthest things from our minds. (In fact, even reading that sentence made some of you uncomfortable)

The vast majority of us would listen, sympathize and empathize, calm the child and offer help.

Now, here’s the problem: Most of us, when we come to ourselves with a challenge, treat ourselves in the rougher, less human and understanding way.

No kidding.

We are much harder on ourselves than we are on others. 

There’s a wonderful quote that says, “When we are in our own minds we are behind enemy lines.”

What would you do if you—as a 3-year old—came to you with a challenge? How would you listen? How would you sympathize and empathize? How would you help yourself step up to the challenge, deal with it, and move on?

This isn’t fluffy-thinking silliness, or being too soft on yourself, or dodging the issue. This is becoming more self-aware, which most of us are not. 

What is a challenge you are facing right now? If a 3-year old, or a good friend, came to you with the same issue how would you treat them? What would you say? 

Try that with yourself and cut yourself a little slack. And, when you face the challenge and do what you can, give yourself a reward.

Treat your 3-year old to some ice cream. 

Rocky Road would be nice.

With sprinkles.

And Kool Whip.


I’m just sayin’. 

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Monday, May 15, 2017

A Six-Pack and a Helium Balloon

A month ago I turned 65. A friend left a six-pack of Trader Joe’s Ale  with a Happy Birthday! balloon tied to it on my front porch.

The six-pack didn’t last very long at all. But, the balloon lasted A MONTH!!! I tied the long string to a lamp in the living room and was delighted every time I walked into the room. (Which tells me I should buy helium balloons every now and then and tie them up in the house!)

On Saturday I awoke to find that the balloon had sunk to about 2 feet above the floor. Made me kinda sad to think I wouldn’t see it around. However, when I clipped the string near the balloon’s neck it rose, wonderfully, to the ceiling.

That’s life, isn’t it? We feel ourselves slowly descending, but if we snip off something that is dragging us down—a belief, a person, a habit, a thing—we are lighter, stronger and better able to rise.


PS…here’s a thought…it’s usually better to be the snipper than the snippee. So, if, when you read the blog above you thought, “I could get snipped!” you need to closely look at the situation prompting the thought.  Sometimes, though, we need to be snipped to get us moving. 

Please pass this on to someone who needs to snip or be snipped.

Friday, April 21, 2017

Febreze and The Liberal Redneck

I have a confession…wait…no…well, yes…I did steal a Z off the Chapel Hill Pizza Hut roof in 1973. But, it was a for a good cause! It was Paul Zuerner’s birthday and, well, he’s a good guy.

(Sorry, I digress)

My confession is that I absolutely LOVE the new Febreze commercials. “I love youuuuu, but sometimes you stinnnnnk!” Go to the bottom of this blog and you should be able to click on and see it. Whoever the singer is, she’s wonderful.

Now, here comes a wild connection. If you have never checked out the comedian, Trae Crowder, The Liberal Redneck, he deserves your attention. I’ll go ahead and offer a disclaimer about his language (pretty heavy-duty), but this is a very smart guy with an ability to articulate some important points in a dramatic way. See the link below.

Today, I was listening to one of his rants recorded last fall after the election. He was talking about being at Thanksgiving lunch/dinner with relatives who voted the opposite of you. His best point was, “Just love’em, know they are wrong and just love’em.”

Immediately, I thought of the Febreze commercial! “I love youuuuuu, but sometimes you stinnnnnk!” Maybe that’s the best way to get back on solid ground with some folks.

At a time when polarization is the name of the game in our society we need to start thinking of ways to pull ourselves together. Humor can be a great way to do that. 

Remember, y’all….I love youuuuuu, and sometimes I stinnnnnk!!!

Wait…that’s not right.



Monday, April 17, 2017

Bad Things, Good People

Just received an email from a guy I’ve known for a number of years….here’s how the second paragraph started….”About six weeks ago I received the shocking news that I have stage 4 lung cancer. It’s inoperable and incurable.”  

This is a really, really good guy…we’ve helped each other in a variety of ways in business and, to some degree, in life….I immediately realized it was one of those moments in which I wanted to reach out and tell the people I love that I love them…

Whatever time you are reading this, pick up your phone and call someone; sit down with your laptop, pad or phone and text someone; walk in the next room where they are, get their attention if they are sitting near you, tap them on the shoulder and wake them up if they are lying next to you…and tell them you care about them.


This ride doesn’t last long and, to be honest, we don’t know when it will stop. We spend too much time focused on the little things as the big things ease on by us.

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

CHICKENS??!!! WHAT THE %@#&??!!!

Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime.”  Mark Twain

The rooster that alarm-clocked me this morning reminded me; Key West has the highest WHAT THE %@#&! factor of any place I’ve ever been. 

Oh, you’ll see/hear/taste/smell/feel some surprising things in New York, Tijuana, San Francisco, Los Angeles, Munich, London and Chapel Hill. But, for sheer volume of WHAT THE %@#&!, you’ve got to come to Key West. It is a wonderful microcosm of 21st Century America.

A friend of mine has been a solid, well-respected businessman in this area for 30+ years and, to him, all this stuff is like the stop sign at the end of your street; you see it and note it, but after you move past, it’s gone. He said, “The tourists love this stuff, but the locals think, ‘Just get rid of it.’” He also realizes, though, the value of the tourists.

Last night I leaned against a lamppost on Duval Street (WHAT THE %@#&! Central) and watched people’s reactions as they walked past one of the drag queen shows. As you can imagine, facial expressions ranged from horror to delight; from surprise to nothing-special. I wanted to be close enough to hear comments and the range was what you’d expect. “Wonderful!” “Godless!” “OMG!” (Literally, “O...M...G!”) and “Oh, My God!” “I loved that dress!” “Why do they do that?” And, the night’s winner, “What would their mother say?!!!”

Obviously, the comments are based on what’s normal for those folks…and, what they think normal should be for the rest of us. (see the Mark Twain quote above)

In Wednesday’s Raleigh News and Observer, writer J. Peder Zane talks about how the media is increasingly seen as an “enemy of the people,” as the president put it. And, while Zane certainly does not agree he does offer that the frequently left-leaning focus of the press is not supporting America’s claim to be the world’s free speech leader.

He says, “I know I’m right, but concede they have reasons for their beliefs. Most of them, however, don’t give my views the same credit.

Zane’s first sentence is how I see Key West, Duval Street and a lot of what is going on on our national stage. Unfortunately, lots of Americans seem to fit in the second sentence.

In all honesty, I like the WHAT THE %@#&! factor of life. So, the message I always get from Key West is, “Fun is the focus and don’t take yourself too seriously.” 

What if we looked at what is going on in America now in the same way? I mean…hey…you’re saying/thinking WHAT THE %@#&! every time you turn on the news or read a newspaper, anyway…right? 

(and head for Key West the first chance you get!)



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Friday, March 24, 2017

Pants on Fire!

The last couple of days I’ve been working like my pants are on fire. At 8 am tomorrow I’m heading out for a 12-13 day biz/vacation and…let me stop right here for a second…my neighbors know I’m heading out and they are all armed, so if you want to come to The Tree House and snoop around please wear bullet-proof armor.

Now, as  I was saying, the last couple of days I’ve been working like crazy to get a lot of things done because I knew I’d be heading out pretty soon. I’ve got a To-Do List on a big flip chart beside the front door, am packing (HA! flip-flops, shorts and T-shirts except for biz days), loading the car, and reaching out to contractors to make sure things get done.

This is a well-known phenomenon, working to get ready to relax. We do a better job of planning with To-Do Lists, focusing on what’s really important, anticipating challenges that might arise and creating contingency plans, and creating partnerships so things get covered when we are gone.

Think about it; we don’t spend a lot of time pondering what we should do when a vacation is coming—we just jump up and do it! And, in most cases, when it’s time to leave I’m betting 80% of folks are standing at the door thinking, “Screw it, if I forgot something it’ll be here when I get back!” The other 20% worries about it during the vacation. 

Here’s my question: What if we spent one day a week working like we are going on vacation the next day? I wonder what we could accomplish?

I have no idea when you might be reading this…what if you looked at the next 2 hours as pre-vacation? What could you get done?


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Sunday, March 19, 2017

It Ain't Worked Out.....

This morning on CBS Sunday Morning designer Betsey Johnson said, "It will all work out in the end. And, if it ain't worked out, it ain't the end."

Not a bad thought with which to start the week.

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Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Orange Heads and Shrimp Feet

“Good morning, class! Today we’re going to explore a couple of new, exciting and useful words.”

“HEY!!! TOMMY, PUT THAT PHONE IN YOUR BACKPACK!!”

(Tommy) “But, Mr. Collins! The world is going down the tubes! Carolina lost last night and we have Duke coming into Chapel Hill on Tuesday! And, the smartest people in the world, accountants and movie stars, can’t even get a simple envelope exchange done right! And, worst of all, someone from Clemson is president of the United States!!!”

“Tommy, I’m a little lost on that last one.”

(Tommy) “The orange bobble head guy!!!! I’m telling you, the world is horrible and hateful and we’re all gonna die!!!”

“Oh. Well, Tommy thank you for that current events update. In fact, you’ve led us to our lesson today.”

“Class, Tommy has exhibited a wonderful example of paranoia. It’s a medical condition characterized by delusions of persecution and a fear of impending doom.”

“Today, let’s look at two words, neologism and pronoia.

Neoligism means a new word of phrase, which pronoia is. Pronoia is defined as the opposite state of mind to paranoia. It means having the sense that there is a conspiracy that exists to help the person, that life wants you to succeed and will help you.”

“Some people believe the world—life—is set up to help them have the life they want and be the person they want to be. Not without work, you understand, but they believe life is on our sides.”

“Tommy, what would you think about that?”

(Tommy) “I hate Clemson.”

“Fine. Tommy please go see Nurse Comer about your meds.”

“Class, what would your day and your life be like if you assumed, every morning when you get up, that things were going to work out your way? You would know that you’d do your part to create the life you want, but you’d also understand there are no forces out there that are automatically or naturally against you. That life wants you to succeed and will help you.”

(Carol) “Mr. Collins, Tommy just took off his shoes and it smells like shrimp back here.”


“Thank you, Carol. I’m sure life has a wonderfully positive reason for offering this experience. Class dismissed!!”

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Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Let There Be Light

"No matter how long a room has been darkened, the entrance of light instantly illuminates it."
Ernest Holmes

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

The Best Advice

In December, I attended a party for the daughter of a friend. The young woman graduated from UNC-G and, as you can imagine, her mother and all concerned were delighted.

One of the guests brought an interesting activity. Each of the other guests was given an “Advice for the Graduate” sheet and asked to fill it in. Any and all of the advice would be valuable to any graduate…or anyone, at various times of life. 

Here it is:
Be ready to___________________________
Never forget to ________________________
Be open to ____________________________
Prepare for ____________________________
Always remember to ____________________
Don’t allow yourself to __________________
Focus on ______________________________
Don’t be afraid to _______________________
Always keep ___________________________
Always think ___________________________

Take just a moment and fill in the blanks for yourself.

PS…except for “Don’t allow yourself to,” the word “Love” is wonderfully fitting for all the blanks. 


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Sunday, February 12, 2017

See, I told ya....

Was delighted and dismayed to see an article in the Sunday paper backing up my last blog; the one about people lifting all the soap, shampoo and toilet paper from hotel rooms.

In fact, the article talked about some types of low-rent theft I had not thought about; like grabbing handfulls of condiments you don't need at the fast food place.

Recently, I saw a posting on FB about a customer ordering a small coffee with 10 creams and 10 sugars...you decide.

I'll be the first to agree there's big theft and little theft...but, it seems to me that the little thefts say just as much about the person's character.

Granted, I'm not one to be casting the first stone...about ANYTHING....but it seems silly and low-rent.


Monday, January 30, 2017

A Suitcase Full of Toilet Paper

The last week was spent on the road from Lumberton, NC; to Portland and Salem, Oregon; and back to Atlantic Beach, NC. Sometimes I have to look out the window to remember where I am. Having so much time on my hands prompts some observations that are probably left alone.

One morning I was having breakfast in the lobby of one of the fine hotels in our country (really, you should see the lobby of The Grand Hotel in Salem, OR!) and as I’m finishing up I notice a woman—a guest—walking around with an armload of fruit. 

She was walking from bowl to bowl testing apples to get the best ones. When she noticed me watching she said, “We’re leaving.” To which I offered, “Obviously.”

A few minutes later she reappeared with two medium-sized BAGS; one filled with fruit and one filled with bagels. She walked over to a large bowl of yogurt cups and started checking them out.

Now, I get the fact that the food is just out there, and you paid for a room, and if you ate all of it right there you’d be ok. But, does that give you the right to simply help yourself to mass quantities? Am I off base or does the caper lie somewhere between being rude and stealing?

Before I left I got the desk clerk, the head of housekeeping and the manager of the breakfast area together and told them what I had seen. I asked, “At what point does this kind of activity go from helping yourself to theft? Or, is it theft at all?”

Their answers were great…and stunning! The housekeeper said, “I can’t tell you how many times we go into the room of people who are staying for a number of days and EVERYTHING is gone; shampoo, soap, both rolls of toilet paper, anything that isn’t nailed down. And we can see it in their luggage. I stopped by one room after they’d been with us for 4 days and one suitcase was filled with toilet paper!”

The desk clerk and breakfast manager were nodding the whole time.

I understand the sliding scale of honesty most of us operate with. But, I guess my thought is that if you’re going to steal something make it worthwhile…steal something BIG! 

That HD TV in the room was looking pretty sweet.


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Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Are You Visible or Invisible?

Over the weekend I ran across a wonderful thought I, and some of you, need and can use.

From Mark Nepo’s, The Book of Awakening:
“the cost of being who you are is that you can’t possibly meet everyone’s expectations, and so, there will, inevitably, be external conflict to deal with—the friction of being visible (my note: don’t you love the phrase being visible?). Still, the cost of not being who you are is that while you are busy pleasing everyone around you, a precious part of you is dying inside; in this case there will be internal conflict to deal with—the friction of being invisible.” 

Upon reading the paragraph I immediately thought of John C. Maxwell’s advice, “If you want to live a happy and successful life you’ll have to get used to having difficult conversations with people.”

Are you visible in life? 

If you are, good for you! If you are not, why not?

Do you know someone who is not living a visible life? Send them this blog today.


PS…One precaution…are you assuming the I’m just being me outlook because you think it's a hassle to learn how to work and live with others? 

Or, as an excuse for being a jerk? We don’t need more of those; we have enough already.

Monday, January 9, 2017

Momma Called...Stick With Me On This...

STOP!!! I’m going to use a phrase in a moment and some of you will automatically want to click away from the blog….I’m asking you to hang on a second and see if I have something to offer you can use.

Here we go: Tonight is the college football national championship (that’s the phrase….click, click, click…see, I told you some folks would bail!)

This morning one of the ESPN talking heads was interviewing Shaun Alexander, a former Alabama All-America and NFL MVP. Alexander was asked about Dabo Swinney, the head coach at Clemson and a former Alabama player and coach, possibly becoming Alabama’s coach if UA Head Football Coach Nick Saban retired.

Alexander said, “You never know, but when momma calls….”

The talking head thought the comment was cute and kept repeating it. She obviously had no clue that the comment was based on history, on truth; maybe you don’t know the history either. 

So, here it is: In 1957, Paul “Bear” Bryant was coaching Texas A&M….short story is that he had pulled the Aggies out of the doldrums and made them winners…unfortunately, Alabama, his home team, had run into some down seasons…Bryant took over the Alabama football team in 1958 and went on to become a legend in college football. 

When asked why he came back to Alabama, he replied "Momma called. And when Momma calls, you just have to come runnin'." 

Shaun Alexander was simply repeating the thought from a legendary story.

The comment jumped out at me because a lot of us don’t realize what, for each of us, momma really is. Granted, for the vast majority of us momma isn’t really…well…momma, anymore.

But, what if you understand that momma is really your key motivating factor? What if it is the thing/issue/belief/truth—or maybe, yes, a person—for whom you would do anything? You’d move mountains, change your habits, get moving, stand up to anything or anyone! 

We all know the old phrase, Who’s your daddy?


The real question, if you want the life you say you want, is…what’s your momma? What, if it/they called, would bring you runnin’?

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Friday, January 6, 2017

3 Days With Bean Eaters!!!!

Stopped by Whole Foods last night to grab some last minute supplies before the blizzard. It was a panic!!

Every register was working and the lines stretched back up into the aisles. A worrisome thought was that the longest line was in the aisle where they keep the beans. Spending 3 days snowed in with a bunch of people who’ve been living off beans is not my idea of a great weekend…especially where there’s a fireplace in use!!!!

The thought that struck me as I left (no, I’m not a line-stander so I went to Food Lion and things were fine) was that most of those people—most of us, for that matter—will spend more time planning for a couple of snow days than we will planning to have a successful life.

Think about it…when I ask people in seminars how many of them make lists to help them be more effective and efficient I’ll get, MAYBE, 1/3 of the group raising their hands. But, they’ll make a grocery list in a skinny minute.

After graduation from high school or college the vast majority of Americans never read a whole book the rest of their lives. But, they’ll stand in an aisle reading the nutrition content on a box or pull a People magazine off a rack near the register and read it.

And, when I look in people’s baskets I see chocolate chip cookies and ice cream, beer, wine and mixers. Now, I love all that stuff, but you know a bunch of those folks are going to wake up on Sunday morning, look in fridge and think, “Dang, we’re out of eggs, milk and bread.”

“But, we do have beans.”


Will someone open a window…puhleeze!!