Everyone who celebrates Christmas probably has a favorite dish or two. Usually those dishes are things like a favorite pie or turkey. Food like that.
For Tim McGraw, Christmas makes him think of one food in particular ... spaghetti.
"My mother's maiden name is D'Agastino, so coming from an Italian family on her side, for Christmas Eve we always have homemade pasta," Tim explains. "That's sort of a tradition that I had growing up and it's continued since I've been married. We look forward to that every Christmas Eve, having a big pasta dinner Christmas Eve and getting up Christmas morning and making eggs with spaghetti sauce, which is sort of a cool deal at our house."
Traditions ... we all have them ... some are just more unique than others.
Just when you thought reality TV producers, specifically TLC, didn't have any more people to exploit, they've come up with a solution – go after the dead ones.
The cable channel is about to kick off a new series the day after Christmas called Best Funeral Ever.
The show features a funeral home in Texas that does "home-going"-style funerals, which celebrate the life of the deceased instead of mourning them.
The theme-based funerals feature everything from bowling caskets down a lane at a bowling alley to a funeral for a boxer held in the middle of a boxing ring.
I get the celebration of life thing and the "after I die i want you to ________ with my dead body" philosophy, but can't we even die with dignity anymore? Besides if I kicked tomorrow and no one mourned, or for that matter had a great time because of my passing without me... I'm gonna be MAD!
Is it me or is this a BAD IDEA?!! It may be super entertaining television, but is it not a little macabre?
With November being the month that Thanksgiving happens to occur in, there has been a massive amount of people taking the time to list daily what things they are thankful for on Facebook. It’s honestly inspiring to see hundreds of people taking just a few moments out of their day to actively name the things in their respective lives that they are most blessed by having. Honestly, I haven’t been one of them… until today.
I think that we forget to be thankful in our lives. We trudge on usually blindly throughout our days, living and acting unconscious of the things that help us live, and often live well. It’s easier to ignore the blessings that surround us and dwell rather on the obstacles and the forebodings that are set before us.
I wish to change that in my life and ask that you consider that change for your life too.
Take a second and remember your past. As a child or young teen, maybe even as a college age person, were you, like I was, more appreciative of the little things in your life? If you got a good grade, a date with your crush, a decent parking spot or even found a dollar you’d forgotten in your freshly washed jeans, didn’t you feel more appreciative of it than you do now, and didn’t it make you feel more… in touch with the world.
Cosmic thinking… maybe, but if you think about it isn’t the world a sea of endless abundance? Can’t an ocean float a canoe as easily as it would the massive cruise ship the Allure of the Seas? Isn’t there more to go around than we will ever really be able to absorb? Despite what the news media (predictors of impending doom) want you to believe the universe isn’t shrinking and the things that you have and need are always at your beckon call. I believe this. Thus, to me it seems simply absurd to live in the fear of never reaching you goals. Why worry about the difficulty of the road ahead when clearly what you want is waiting for you… in excess.
A patient pursuit of you dream will yield a purely perfect outcome… so be grateful for the ability to pursue the prize you want, and that alone will help you to enjoy what previously seems like impossibly hard work.
I am deeply grateful for the gifts that God has given to me and subscribe to the theory that the world has everything that I could ever want (maybe too much) and I live happily in that belief.
So, with that said, I am thankful for:
my amazing life, my beautiful fiancé, her equally beautiful daughter, my home, my job, my crazy (not lying here) family and friends, my inexplicably excellent health, the life that I have built, the future that I believe is coming faster and better than I expected it to, and for you… yes you, you who is reading this and maybe you listens to the Wake Up Call in the morning, because you allow me to continue living this dream, everyday…
and I thank you for that gift.
When many guys get into their 30s and 40s, they notice that they’re out of shape – and start worrying about death. I have started to notice the middle age spread happening to my body and I'm not thrilled about it but, I'm not overly frightened either.
Of course some others don’t worry about their health... they make the most of the last half of their life by buying a Corvette and sleeping with their secretary, I'm not considering this as an option either... but I digress.
Those who actually do something about their declining physical health by exercising are admired.
Unfortunately, a new study says this might be the exact wrong thing to do – and might lead to a premature death.
Doctors are finding that guys who get into excessive, vigorous, and unsupervised exercise habits can seriously hurt their hearts and increase the risk of cardiac arrest in a big way.
The key is to build up to vigorous exercise slowly, letting your body get more and more used to all the work you’re doing.
So I will approach this in the manner to which I was intending... very slowly! I can hear the doctors words now: "Don’t just jump in and run a marathon next weekend Eric, your heart might not be ready for it." Thanks Doc... I don't intend to.
As a guy who works in a business that is sometimes “ego driven” I marvel at the ways that people adore themselves. They stand in the mirror for hours, they talk on and on about what they have done in their careers, they honestly would rather talk about themselves than you… always. Well, I have the perfect Christmas gift for them: I Married Me! That’s right, for $300, you can get everything you could possibly need to … marry yourself.
The new Self-Wedding In-A-Box kit includes a (rose, white, or yellow) gold ring to place on your own finger, vows for you to read to solidify your commitment to yourself, and day-of-the-week affirmation cards to ensure long lasting love. For those unwilling to splurge on their solo-nuptuals, there's also a sterling silver ring for $45.
I Married Me, is “rooted in the notion people should first and foremost practice self-love, and they ought to proclaim that love by tying the knot with the one individual who will forever be loyal to them-themselves”. At their wedding, the company founders Jeffrey Levin, a jewelry designer, and Bonnie Powers, a design strategist, proved they're no hypocrites by holding a self-marriage ceremony for each of the 120 guests in attendance… I can only imagine what the slow dances looked like that evening.
Powers and Levin, launched the company four years ago, and say their product is just a means to an end: motivating people to improve their relationship with themselves, and in turn, with others.
I suppose there's something empowering, yet gimmicky about what they're proposing (get it?), but do you really need to spend $300 to throw a party celebrating yourself?! I say a six pack and a dozen wings (about $12) will do just fine for me at my solo party!
I logged on to askmen.com, as I usually do, and began reading an article only to wish I had not. I was awe struck by the article that was titled: Don’t laugh at the “man purse”!
Here’s an excerpt: All is not well in the luxury world… New research confirms that the industry is in a bit of a slump. Global luxury sales are on track to grow only by 3% this year, the slowest rate in four years. However, growth will pick up next year, driven by its strongest segment in recent years: accessories, specifically men’s accessories. The luxury goods industry has been “manning up” of late. A host of luxury brands are opening men’s only stores, tapping a less saturated market undergoing significant shifts in tastes. But one of the hottest luxury items with global appeal is the men’s handbag—the “man bag,” “man purse,” or, simply, “murse“.
Apparently over the past five years the old source of my best jokes, men’s handbags have seen sales grow at nearly twice the rate of the overall luxury industry. The man-bag market in Asia has doubled since 2008, with murses in the Middle East growing by two-thirds over the same period. The global market for men’s luxury bags will reach just under, hold on: $9 billion this year!!!
The idea of men sporting flashier purses is a possible trend that may happen too. “Years ago, your average man wouldn’t be caught dead walking down the street with a Mulberry bag,” but now apparently men’s bags have “become part of a gentleman’s outfit.”
In fact industry experts expect sales of men’s handbags continue to grow faster than women’s purses in many parts of the world. In fact in Africa and the Middle East the sales of murses out number women’s handbag sales 61% to 40%!!!
Please people of America, I beg you: MAKE IT STOP!!! Please end the anguish now, and prevent us good old fashioned, red blooded, redneck, beef eating, back woods, American men from toting a satchel around to the mall, church, or our garage appointment.
What could be next, a salon appointment with the boys for MAN-icures?
A front row seat for just the guys to see the premier of the 50 Shades Of Grey movie?
A special murse party for the men only at work because you’ll need “one to match your new Carhartt jacket”?!
The other day my fiancée Erika says: "I truly wish we had a Baja Fresh restaurant here". Apparently the place is a great natural food chain that caters to fresh salad and lite fare lovers like her. I also used tohav a friend who would constantly tell me that “we need a Carrabba’s here in NEPA”! I’ve never been in one but the food in the commercials always looks good, but so do the wings in a Hooter’s ad, and they suck!
Everyone wants different things in their town. We all go through times when we hate our city and want new fun things. I remember when the ground breaking took place for the Olive Garden and Red Lobster, what an amazing amount of hype surrounded that for me and my then circle of friends… and now years later I don’t think I’ve dined at either one more than 5 times.
How about when the developers of Montage Mt. or Sno Cove came into town? I couldn’t wait to have a concert venue here in NEPA, or a waterpark, yet I still will travel to Madison Square Garden in NYC just as easily as drive to Moosic to see a show, and have never even dipped my toe into the Lazy River once!
So I open up the topic to you now… and ask: "What Does This Town Need?"
I say a beach… fantasy yes, but that’s what I want.
We are a mid-size city and we need lots of suggestions of things that the bigger cities around us have but we don’t. Let’s make a city wide wish list. Okay...GO!
With football season in full swing, the jerseys are coming out with a vengeance. I know some guys wear jerseys ALL THE TIME, maybe even in the shower, but I'm referring to regular people.
There are a couple of guys in my church who wear their jerseys to services every Sunday during football season. One is Steelers and the other is the Patriots. I don't have a problem with it, because I don't think God is turning his nose up at them.... But please!
I beg you, if anyone runs into a member of my family, DON'T tell them I worship the Good Lord alongside a bunch of Godless Patriot fans! I don't need that in my life right now.
So, good people of Frog-land I ask you: Where have you seen someone, or maybe you yourself have worn a jersey, and decided after the fact it was inappropriate?
I was reading this story the other day of how The Detroit Tigers fired a hot dog vendor for hating ketchup and it got me thinking about my own disgust for the condiment that everyone but me seems to love: Ketchup.
Apparently Detroit’s own Charlie Marcuse – who’s locally famous for singing while he’s selling hot dogs in the stands at Comerica Park – supposedly took his act too far and was angering fans by refusing to put ketchup on the dogs.
He had a strict mustard-only policy – and ended up getting combative with customers when they disagreed. People were actually so angry with him that they filed enough complaints to get him fired.
Now, I can’t say that I blame them for canning the guy if he was endangering people, but to be blunt I think he was in the right when he insisted on a no ketchup rule that pertained to hot dogs!
Growing up I was taught at an early age that ketchup was for French fries and to cover the taste of bad burgers; mustard however was for everything else (including at times French fries). Think about it, from soft pretzels to perogies, mustard is the world’s most user friendly condiment.
Mustard has every kind of pedigree from basic yellow goodness, to the elite gourmet distinction of a Dijon style that people would ask for while being chaffered around during lunch. Name me one gourmet ketchup hybrid… you can’t, cause there isn’t any!
The Romans were probably the first to experiment with the preparation of mustard as a condiment which undoubtedly contributed to its awesomeness because as we all know: Italians are outstanding cooks, but the first ever appearance of mustard makers on the royal registers in Paris dates back to 1292 … while ketchup wasn’t born the 1690s when the Chinese mixed a concoction of pickled fish and spices and called it (in the Amoy dialect) kôe-chiap which in the 18th century the English eventually termed ketchup. See, mustard even has an advantage in its maturity.
To sum it up I would rather eat a hot dog blessed with a condiment made from the seeds of a mustard plant, than I would a concoction of pickled fish and spices… and like Charlie Marcuse I have to insist on the same for you too.