Decades (two so far)

For a while, I remembered the first time I said “ten years ago”. It was remarkable. Up until that point, ten years was an eternity, unfathomable, an entire lifetime. By now, though, the memory has faded to a faint hint of that youthful surprise-a memory of a memory....

The fear-joy aphorism

The joy that follows fear “If it feeds you more fear than joy, skip it”, she says to me. Perhaps she can see the fear in my eyes, but I’m familiar with the feeling. I shrug, and keep going. I know the order of operations. It’s not “more fear than joy”, but rather,...

Cutting hypocrisy some slack

I was patiently waiting with my left turn signal for the oncoming car to go by when it suddenly turned left in front of me without using a turn signal. It was a police officer. I found myself extra grumbly about it because I hold those who preach, enforce, etc....

Tomorrow’s Joy

This is tomorrow’s joy. When you spend every Sunday playing, it’s difficult to get all the Sunday things done. Sometimes, a little catch up is necessary. Or at least useful. I steal a Monday evening to vacuum and clean the bathroom and fold the laundry and finish...

Disengaging

I took a nap yesterday. A nap! It’s been years since I’ve taken an actual nap. We ditched our plans to head to the whitewater center and had a lazy Sunday instead. Because, as it turns out, living life to the fullest on Sundays leads to continuous scheduled fun which,...

The Costume Manifesto

My costume suitcase (doesn’t everyone have one?) is overflowing with delights. I opened it up yesterday to search for last year’s snake skin leggings from our WWE costumes and out tumbled some “jorts” (I just learned that word) and jean jacket from several year’s ago...