“It feels like Tuesday.”
“Tuesday has no feeling.” To this I disagree. Although I try to treat every day equally, I tend to agree that certain days have a feeling. I think this comes from years of doing the same things on the same days.
I was born a week before my dad’s birthday. I like to call myself his birthday present. I’m trying to remember a year where we haven’t been close in proximity during this time. It’s cool, though. He and my mom are coming to visit in a week.
Swings
Bikes
Games
Spaghetti
Drives
Sometimes we have an opportunity to do something we’ve never done before. These things can be frightening; perhaps they seem impossible. But if it’s front of you, I say Go for it! Who knows how awesome it will make you feel?
Although I don’t recommend tying yourself to the mast of a sailboat if you decide to go sailing, like Bob does in this scene in What About Bob? Sailboats tip over often. It could be unfortunate. So maybe if you have the opportunity to do something new, do some research too. And then go for it!
It’s my birthday week. Hell, it’s my birthday month! I’ve always been a big fan of birthdays–it’s like your own little holiday.
I’m not huge on gifts. That’s not to say I won’t accept them. I guess I just prefer the gift of someone’s company to anything that can be purchased from a store. And I won’t turn down a beer either.
But since it’s my birthday week, I feel like I can get away with going down my wish list. I already have a few people committed to helping me with this; I hope you’re in too.
I want:
The more we want for everyone, the more we will all have. I know this is my birthday wish list, but I’d like to think it benefits many. If you’re in, thanks for playing! If not, I hope to see you the next time the game comes around.
Ever feel like you’re getting pushed around? I say speak up and do what’s good for you! I don’t necessarily condone crashing into parked cars, but sometimes you have to be a bit forceful to get your point across.
I wish I still owned Fried Green Tomatoes. I only had it on VHS. I think it’s going on the Netflix queue. (I also cried when Chris O’Donnell died. That was before Batman & Robin.)
Oh Christina. How I love thee. I’m stoked for your next album, Bionic, mostly because you get it. Women ARE superheroes, and once in a while we are bionic.
Here’s to all the women who make the world a better and different place. Show those women your love and appreciation. They may make it look easy, but we all need encouragement, love and affection. It’s superhero fuel. That and candy.
In honor of opening day, here’s a scene from A League of Their Own, one of my favorite movies about baseball. And I love Lori Petty.
But really, what always always sticks with me is this great line. I’m pretty sure I’ve used it hundreds of times. “There’s no crying in baseball!” Once again, Tom Hanks is brilliant.
It’s Easter. Well, actually it’s Easter tomorrow. Right now, JC is still kickin’ around whether he wants to rise from the dead.
I really wish that Easter was like Christmas. Not in the whole buy-lotsa-gifts way, but in the permeate-my-life-for-months way. It’d be great if people decorated their houses, Easter songs were played on the radio non-stop and we all walked around saying “Happy holidays!”
Alas, that is not the case. But I did see this on a car today, and it made me smile. Happy holidays everybody!
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