When you find out that someone left the seminary years ago, and they seem open to talking about, ask some questions.

Great one-on-one conversations energize me.

No sleepovers involving a love triangle, especially on a Sunday. (Duh!)

Having no-hassle returns at Meijer builds momentum early, but getting stood up for breakfast is kind of a drag.

Olympic BMX racing turns out to be a great bonding event with the 12-year-old.

Thinking the rules don’t apply to you coupled with mild despair helps explain a long period of costly mistakes.

The next morning will confirm that large quantities of bleu cheese tater tots, fried calamari, and waffle fry chicken nachos washed down with 2 pints of beer is not the best dinner.

Even in an age when conversations in public are not for all ears, it’s better if you keep your private conversation a little quieter in Panera.

However you come to the starting line, God is ready to get you through your race to the finish.

I guess it’s tempting to keep pushing the boundaries when it feels like you’re in so deep you will never get out.

I need to spend more one-on-one time with my Mouse.

Smiling when you talk makes you seem friendlier and helps engage your listener.

He seems to be just about sick and tired of being sick and tired.

Opportunities and encouragement increase when you’re the kind of person people want to be around. And vice versa.

Apologize when you make a mistake. When you make a bad choice, change your behavior.

A successful life is different than success.

Cheerfulness is a choice and you can’t change the past.

Set the wine on the car floor so when you get home and open the door it doesn’t roll off the seat and smash on the garage floor.

I am a puppy.

When you see someone you know at a nearby table, walk over to say hi, and introduce your guest.