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And Singing "It's A Small World" 3,298 Times

By hgoodman - Posted on June 29th, 2009
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Here's the thing. I want to hate Disney--all the commercialization and the take-over-the-world-ization. (Seriously, just because it's a Disney movie doesn't mean it should be a Broadway musical. The world didn't need Lion King on stage.)

But I can't help myself. I loved it. I love what it does for families. So, in no particular order, here are my top 10 favorite things about Disney:

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Mentor Monday

By hgoodman - Posted on November 18th, 2007
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Today I'm going to tell you about two very special people: my parents.
My parents aren't the type who would cause you to immediately conjur up trendy social justice pictures. They're more covert in their care for the least of these.
They like to take care of people. Particularly people in the fringes of society.
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Lost Love

By hgoodman - Posted on November 17th, 2007
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He hadn't spoken to me in eleven years.
We met in January seventeen years ago. I don't remember it being cold, but it must've been because I wore my oversize coat. I was in eighth grade and patches of clubs and honors littered the sleeves of my jacket. It was a week or so after Christmas, and I was mourning the loss of a family member--a car accident on Christmas day.
Dozens filled the room I walked into, but he picked me out straight away. Before I knew it, he was on my shoulder. He was no bigger than the palm of my hand.
It was a match.
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Eggman

By hgoodman - Posted on July 19th, 2007
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"I am the walrus," I said to my sister-in-law. My nephew chewed on his walrus toy.
"Huh?" Blank look.
I added, "Goo goo g'joob."
"Are you talking in a different language?" She turned to her husband. "She's talking in code."
Husband looked at me ready to interpret. I repeated and was rewarded with another blank stare.
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Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered

By hgoodman - Posted on June 19th, 2007
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A month or so ago, I picked up an article entitled, “Can You Overshelter Your Kids?” Expecting an answer in the affirmative, I was surprised to read a resounding no. The author said of course you can’t based on God’s actions. She explained that the opposite of shelter is endanger or expose and since God never endangers or exposes us, we never can to our kids, therefore you can’t overshelter your kids, by golly, shelter, shelter, shelter!
Huh?
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Dy-No-Mite

By hgoodman - Posted on May 8th, 2007
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My dad comes home from the hospital today. He and my mom will stay at our house for a bit, anywhere from a few days to a week. So some semblence of normal may possibly be restored. Then again, it may not. You never know with this crew!
So I've been disinfecting the house between flute and piano lessons today - no small task for our house. Not that we have a large house, but I'm not exactly the queen of clean. And I'm maneuvering around two dogs that hate each other. Well, one dog that wants to play and the other that hates.
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Hospital Update

By hgoodman - Posted on May 7th, 2007
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Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. I'm at the hospital now, and the wireless comes and goes. My dad is doing much better and should be out in a day or two. He and my mom will then stay at our house for a few days before traveling 3 1/2 hrs to the middle of nowhere to go home. It looks like this crisis has passed, although the underlying Crohns issue is still, um, an issue (creativity wanes these days). My mom is now sick from nights at the hospital, so she can't be around my dad until she gets better because he has basically no immune system. Oy vey. Anyway, thanks again.
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The Stork Laid Down His Burden

By hgoodman - Posted on May 1st, 2007
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He rested. And then he laughed and laughed and laughed.
A few months ago, I learned that I had four uncles I didn’t know I had. Yeah, that was an interesting conversation.
Mom calls. “I talked to your uncle today.”
“Um, mom, he’s been dead for a few years.” I google asylums. “Did you have a séance?”
“No. A new uncle.”
Of course. Silly me.
“You have four new uncles.”
Except my grandparents are dead, so I know they didn’t have some sort of second honeymoon and pull and Abraham and Sarah.
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