Things one should never outgrow:

super lame Halloween costumes.

#hokeypocus
#thesophisticatedhumourportionofmybrainmustbedamaged

Things that deserve the stink-eye:

icicle weaponry.

#whoa
#happyhalloween
#thiswinterhasbeennutssofar
#funwithmac
#misterharvey

Things one should never outgrow:

formulas.

#whatmotivatesyou?

Things that deserve the stink-eye:

After several years of marriage things change. Things evolve. Attention shifts. Priorities get, uh, reprioritized. Eventually, some wives simply replace their husbands. Sometimes this happens without much warning. Sometimes the guy doesn’t even know. Sometimes maybe a guy doesn’t even notice because he still lives in the house with his wife.  At least not at first. And then one day he has an inkling...that something is different. And then a month passes and he has another inkling and then he’s sure, something has definitely changed. It happens. And now it’s happened to me. My wife replaced me. And here’s the skinny on my wife’s new husband:

      1.      He’s skinny.

2.      Sleek even.

3.      Attractive.

4.      Intelligent.

5.      Convenient.

6.      Hardly has any needs.

7.      Is easy to manipulate.

8.      He communicates in multiple ways.

9.      Is popular and can do way awesome stuff.

10.  Doesn’t care about the remote control.

11.  Doesn’t eat her food.

12.  He’s touchy-feely.

13.  He’s interactive.

14.  He does whatever she wants.

15.  Encourages her to shop.

16.  Everyone gathers around when he’s in the room.

17.  He’s so fantastic, my wife’s friends are jealous.

18.  Even my friends think he’s several levels cooler than I am.

19.  He goes “ding” just to mock me.

20. And just this morning, my wife looked at me all dreamy and said, "I'm in love with my iPad."

From Somewhere.

When my children were just itty they would hold onto my finger instead of my hand.

I forgot about that.

I forgot for a while. And then I talked with an old friend today and she told me about being a little girl with her Dad and how very tall he was and how she would hold onto his finger. His one finger was enough for her little hand. And this bonded them in a variety of ways over the years. Some touching, some silly.

Thanks to my friend, it's suddenly quite easy to recall my own similar memories. My kids did the same thing. First as infants. That first grasp. That first interdependence, that first fastening. And then when they were learning to walk they held my fingers for balance. And then, like a fool, I let them go to walk on their own. Precious distance stretched between us. But I had to. We all have to. No other options are provided. Yet thankfully, some connection remained.

Ever think about the threads between us all? I like to ponder that. We don't really know what memories bonds us. We don't get to decide how others remember it, or us. We influence that dynamic but not much more. It develops organically. And worse yet, threads are fragile. They're itty too. Practically invisible. Sometimes forgotten until the thread is tugged. Or we can't stop the damn thing from fraying. Or maybe it snaps. But I sometimes wonder...is the thread stronger than we are? It just might be. Because when those we love leave our lives, when threads bond them to others and threads fix them to other places or even when we lose them, those threads remain. Right now, it seems to me, they must be stronger than we realize because right now, right now, I can still feel their pull from somewhere. From somewhere.

This is my hood.

#ifthistreecouldtalk
#toomuchtoosoon
#beautifulthough

Things one should never outgrow:

#gravyvolcano

Things that deserve the stink-eye:

purple carrots.

#inagoodway
#fromourgarden
#beetwannabes
#wannabeets
#wordfuse

Wayfaring

"The wideness of the horizon has to be inside us, cannot be anywhere but inside us, otherwise what we speak about is geographic distances." ~Ella Maillart

Things one should never outgrow:

big toys.

#johndeere