1. Why on earth would any human being in 2009 still believe that a mullet is an acceptable form of self expression? I believe even rugby playing lesbians have retired that look in favor of the plain old flat top. I typically wouldn't give a mullet any air time, but here is what Jared Allen of the Minnesota Vikings has to say about mullets:
Party with two Rs? Extra mayo? Okay. Fine.
2. It took about two weeks before Curt and I both slept through the night after witnessing and assisting with a horrible accident scene at the beginning of the month. We were both a little surprised at how deeply it affected us. I think the thing that has changed the most for me is I've become a little less judgemental. We helped to care for the boy who caused the accident after he was launched from his truck. He was alive but basically dead from the massive head injury. Yes, he was likely distracted. Yes, he was an inexperienced driver. Yes, he killed a father and his only son. But, he was some one's son and brother and only 18 and he didn't mean to do it. It was indeed an accident. In the days that followed, the message boards were filled with hateful messages- glad that the boy was dead, that he should burn in hell, that he deserved to die. Unbelievable. Before the accident, I probably would have had a similar reaction- judging those who cause accidents harshly. Now, I pause, give it some thought, and try to think compassionately about things. Do I still get angry that people drive drunk, drive poorly while doing their makeup or talking on their cell phones? You bet. It is a difficult place for me to find some balance, but I"m trying.
3. I heard today about a winter snow warning for southern Minnesota and northern Iowa. The first thing that came to mind was worry that my dad my slip and hurt himself outside. I still do it 18 months after my died dad and it makes me miss him. I'm not sure sometimes that I was a great son. We didn't see eye to eye on some things or have much to talk about. I was often impatient and frustrated with him. But, I loved him and he knew it. I just wish there had been more time to let him know.
4. Saturday was a marvelous cookie extravaganza at our house with MNMom and me. Though my chocolate crinkles were crap again this year, everything else turned out pretty darned good. For a taste of adventure, I let MNMom's 15 year old twin #2 take the wheel to go pick up our pizza while MNMom finished some baking. Even though I threatened to scream bloody murder all the way there and back, I must say that I am a very cool cucumber when it comes to this sort of thing. I think twin #2 would say so as well. She's also a very good, responsible driver. So that made screaming less important.
5. My seasonal depression is kicking my big jello ass. So, I have been dragging my butt to the gym, taking vitamin D supplements and trying to eat better, which seems to help. In May of 2008, I went off my antidepressants for the first time since 1990 and have been managing to keep myself afloat even through some pretty rough patches. How many days until winter solstice? About 15. That's right. When the days start getting longer, I start getting happier. That's just how I roll.
6. I am on the project from hell at work. 7 vendors, no formally documented requirements and my team is supposed to start testing on the 15th. How am I supposed to pull this off? Well, according to the project manager, I am supposed to just be laid back and go with the flow. WRONG ANSWER, BUCKO! WRONG ANSWER!
7. I pulled off a pair of socks that stunk to high heaven the other day. It reminded me of my college friend Thomas who never had a problem finding creative ways to tell me the truth. It was he who told me that my feet were "foul vinegar hooves". This phrase has stuck with me for 25+ years now and I use it whenever I can.
8. Vikings are on. Better go. Can't miss Jared Allen and that sexy mullet. It is amazing he gets laid.
8 comments:
Oh, Mikey - how I adore your blog entries. I do. I hang on your every word - and I normally walk away with something worthwhile to think about.
(and its not the vinegar hooves)
Did brother Dean tell you I will be stopping in at Linda's in a couple weeks to see all y'all!
Yes, I heard you will be coming to Linda's. That will be fun! Should I send you my Christmas wish list?? :o)
Like Brenda, I also hang on every word. But "foul vinegar hooves" I could have lived without!
Jared Allen looks like the missing link.
Long story, but I spoke to a crisis counselor I know and mentioned your story - she said it might be time to see someone.
I still watch for my folks to drive up every Friday afternoon.
Cookie Day WAS marvelous!!! And now I'm totally taken with your date.cherry thingys.
OK I also have to now say that Jared Allen is a complete idiot
Save the list! I will bring you a package or two of venison if we it is done processing by then!
I'm hoping Jared's little video was kind of tongue in cheek, but it might not have been. He's a great ball player though.
Margaret, I will send my cherry date ball recipe thing, complete with my interpretation of how I screwed them up and made them so tasty.
Thomas Olson? oh, that phrase is just too good. Thank goodness that youngest darling girl has smelly sour toes and I can use it. It's the little things in life.
As for Jared getting some. I'm certain that the young things that offer themselves up are too young to have any memory of mullets the first time around. They'll learn. And it will breaky their achy hearts.
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