The Charlie Bravo Story

God will provide.

Dad here; Charlie's off gallivanting with Clyde, and not doing her usual Sunday AM diligence; I went to bed last night with nothing on my mind, but things worked as things usually do, and here we are. The back porch is awash with vicious hummingbirds, the only thing breaking up the onslaught is a tribe of goofy dogs occasionally stampeding across the porch. Some may wonder why the emphasis on the blog with the story…
The Charlie Bravo Story

Predawn at the Casa

Up! UP! scoot over! Get off! OFF! Really, Charlie? In the mouth? Down! Max, get your clingy self out of my face! Get back! Backbackbackbackback! Off the bed! Let's go outside, waitwaitwait, are you consciously trying to cave in my kneecaps? Sheesh... Mom:(mumbling)getthosedangdogsouttahereortheresgonnabetroubleitssaturdayforcryingoutloud... So this is how we found ourselves loaded up in Miss Ellie and headed for parts unknown; Charlie's ears popping in the pre-dawn breeze while I commandeered my usual spot on the…
The Charlie Bravo Story

Lady in Black

Im not a fan of rap, but I am a fan of strut, and nobody struts their stuff like Kid Rock. As it says in 1 Charlie 1:1, "she that tooteth not her own horn getteth it not tooted"; the next verse reads "blessed are they which go around in circles, as they shall be called the big wheels". But what I really appreciate about the Detroit bad boy is under that preening, posturing exterior…
The Charlie Bravo Story

Weekly update…

Things happen pretty quickly around here, and updates sometimes don't get the attention they deserve, or any at all for that matter, so here's a few quickies: Miss Ellie was doing great, and we were taking her to get a car top carrier for future trips when she began bucking and surging on the interstate. Thankfully, we were within a short distance of Zach's apartment, so we limped over there. After a night's rest, dad…
The Charlie Bravo Story

Thank you…

...for a good night's rest, one not marred with jarring thoughts of doom and despair or buzzing, nerve-jangling phone calls in the wee hours of the morning. Thank you for self-entitled dogs that obviously have no concept of fractions and right angles but somehow realize that diagonal and even horizontal are the ways to occupy the most real estate. Thank you for sleeping arrangements obviously engineered to help me overcome any claustrophobia concerns, the equivalent…

The “Hair Falling Out” song

This one was actually picked by mom, and goes back to BC: Before Charlit, or more appropriately, Before Cancer. Alex used to call this the "hair falling out" song because of the line "honey, I don't care, I ain't in love with your hair"; no one realized how as accurate that would be until mom had to go through cancer surgery, chemotherapy and all the related indignities some years later. And don't worry, it's all…
Self Discovery

Miracle whip

The odometer rolled over again, fifty four summers have now passed under my front wheel. There's a reason why your rear view mirrors are small and the view before you is large, as where you're going is more important than where you've been, but both are there for a reason. The kids came over last night, the girls comparing fountain pens in the kitchen, the guys working on bikes in the garage; I'll give you…
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