I was about to make myself coffee this morning. Then I looked around the kitchen and realized there were a bunch of dishes I needed to wash and put away. I thought to myself "well, I really should take care of those, but if I do I'll get caught up in other chores (God forbid!) and miss out on prime drinking time." Yes, I had that thought about prime drinking time for COFFEE.
I suppose I should get back to the dishes now.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Wonder
The Scene: Eric and I sitting around the fire down by the water right after a massive fish has jumped and scared the crap out of me.
Me: I wonder why fish ju
mp out of the water.
Eric: Probably for the same reason people jump in.
Me: And why is that?
Eric: For fun.
Me: Do fish even understand the concept of fun?
Eric: Sure.
As a side note, I think I say "I wonder" too much.
Me: I wonder why fish ju
mp out of the water.Eric: Probably for the same reason people jump in.
Me: And why is that?
Eric: For fun.
Me: Do fish even understand the concept of fun?
Eric: Sure.
As a side note, I think I say "I wonder" too much.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
A good month
Earlier this month I had the deep thought (and subsequent facebook status) that "catching up with old friends is good for the soul." It is all of those old friends that have made what by all accounts should have been a crappy month of June 2011 into one of my best in recent memory. June really has sucked -- started out with a memorial for Mrs. Lineberger, followed by lots of cold and rain, included Uncle Bill's death and marred by lots of weirdness in the ole state of Wisconsin. And I'll remember all that. But mostly I'll remember...
...hanging out at Rocky's with Jim, Laurel, Jeff and Jessica just like we were in high school again
...feeling a little bad about laughing at Mrs. Lineberger's memorial but not being able to help it as Manther and Megan slugged wine out of water cups
...meeting Baby Addie and being proud of one of my best friends starting out her life as a mom
...braving a dinner out with Jess and Kristen when outnumbered by 4 kids under the age of two
...sitting back and enjoying Erin and Pete's loving bickering
...having my first legal discussion in a long time with Pete
...enjoying a quick but quality stop in Point with Mom and Layla (but without Guinness!)
...unexpectedly having two groups of friends to tailgate with before the Kenny Chesney concert
...introducing Eric to country music while enjoying a concert and night by ourselves
...Andrea going out of her way to spend a little time with Eric on his birthday
...Eric and Layla sharing a "prost" at Essen Haus
...finally managing to get together with Beth (with the added bonus of the Inmans) after multiple failed attempts
...surviving (and even enjoying) a surprise weekend with Andy and Linda over Father's Day
...helping other people make memories with their friends at Country USA
...Layla being so excited to hang out with Oma and Opa and the feeling being reciprocated
...looking around at Eric, Rob, Colleen, Pat, Holly, Kevin and Karen joyfully sailing their fins
...Holly, Pat and Teddy randomly inviting themselves to go boating with us this afternoon
Seriously good for the soul.
...hanging out at Rocky's with Jim, Laurel, Jeff and Jessica just like we were in high school again
...feeling a little bad about laughing at Mrs. Lineberger's memorial but not being able to help it as Manther and Megan slugged wine out of water cups
...meeting Baby Addie and being proud of one of my best friends starting out her life as a mom
...braving a dinner out with Jess and Kristen when outnumbered by 4 kids under the age of two
...sitting back and enjoying Erin and Pete's loving bickering
...having my first legal discussion in a long time with Pete
...enjoying a quick but quality stop in Point with Mom and Layla (but without Guinness!)
...unexpectedly having two groups of friends to tailgate with before the Kenny Chesney concert
...introducing Eric to country music while enjoying a concert and night by ourselves
...Andrea going out of her way to spend a little time with Eric on his birthday
...Eric and Layla sharing a "prost" at Essen Haus
...finally managing to get together with Beth (with the added bonus of the Inmans) after multiple failed attempts
...surviving (and even enjoying) a surprise weekend with Andy and Linda over Father's Day
...helping other people make memories with their friends at Country USA
...Layla being so excited to hang out with Oma and Opa and the feeling being reciprocated
...looking around at Eric, Rob, Colleen, Pat, Holly, Kevin and Karen joyfully sailing their fins
...Holly, Pat and Teddy randomly inviting themselves to go boating with us this afternoon
Seriously good for the soul.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Disheartening
Today I had my "HAT" assessment for our health insurance. It's this incentive program where if you become more "healthy" from year to year you get discounts on your insurance -- to the tune of $300 per person per year. I was sure I was going to nail this thing. Over the last year I've taken a nutrition class, hired a personal trainer, consistently done group training and joined Weight Watchers. I've lost about 16 pounds, look a lot firmer and feel a lot better about myself. But apparently none of that matters. I got the exact same score on my test as I did last year. Way to encourage people to be healthier, ThedaCare.
Picking up the Pieces
Eric got a new toy last night and didn't clean it up. That's not a critique on him -- both of us do it all the time -- do the fun part of a project and leave the boring cleanup for later. But it's stupid and thoughtless. So when I saw the random packing balls that had floated around the room this morning (or had gotten batted there by the cats) I decided to do something about it. I picked them up. Yay me.
Making Life into a Meaningful Conversation
I hate talking on the phone. I hate the chit-chat, the "catching up" on things I can't remember about myself let alone the person I'm talking to, the small talk. In fact, I don't just hate those things on the phone. I hate them in general. It just doesn't interest me.
Yet, I think I like to talk. To converse with people. To debate and discuss. To give advice. In fact, I can b.s. among the best of them. But that requires me to care about the conversation or the topic. Or at least like the challenge of the conversation.
I've been feeling lately that I'm having way too many figurative "phone calls" in my life and way too few meaningful conversations. Notice the quotes -- I'm definitely not having too many real phone calls. Everybody knows I screen my calls. But I have been taking the easy way out -- not challenging myself to think or act. I need more meaning in how I conduct my life. It's not that I need to change my actual life. I just need to expect more of it. After all, even a phone call can turn into a meaningful conversation.
Yet, I think I like to talk. To converse with people. To debate and discuss. To give advice. In fact, I can b.s. among the best of them. But that requires me to care about the conversation or the topic. Or at least like the challenge of the conversation.
I've been feeling lately that I'm having way too many figurative "phone calls" in my life and way too few meaningful conversations. Notice the quotes -- I'm definitely not having too many real phone calls. Everybody knows I screen my calls. But I have been taking the easy way out -- not challenging myself to think or act. I need more meaning in how I conduct my life. It's not that I need to change my actual life. I just need to expect more of it. After all, even a phone call can turn into a meaningful conversation.
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