It looked so easy on Pinterest — as most Pinterest projects do. The title was ingenious: "Thirty-seven quick and easy ways to dress up your bathroom mirror." The only hard part was picking just one. I was hooked — line and sinker. Suddenly, my bathroom mirror was lacking. It looked naked, definitely in need of a frame. I picked a fairly simple concept consisting of four wooden planks to flank the edges of the glass. When it comes to home projects, I excel at planning. My husband helps with execution. It was time to reel him in.
It seemed like such a good idea, as most bad ideas do initially. My motives were sound and intentions genuine. I'd help the environment while whipping myself into shape. I'd save on wear and tear to my car. And, I'd set a good example for my kids by walking the walk and talking the talk, or pedaling the pedal, as the case may be. I was surprised I hadn't thought of the grand plan before.
Have you ever noticed that returning from vacation creates a need for vacation? First off, let me say that vacations are the best, or at least better than a regular day not on vacation. Whether it's a long weekend or extended 14-day excursion, I love a day on vacay. The only thing better is two days. (and so on, to infinity and beyond).
It was an all-out catfight — one like I'd never seen before, at least not between the two of them. I know them pretty well. They usually get along, or at least stay out of one another's way. But on this day, the claws were definitely out. To be fair, their capacity for sound decision-making was off; both of them were a little tipsy — heck, beyond tipsy. They were higher than kites, or cats, as the case may be.
I used to live a carefree life. I didn't worry about the future or wars or the economy. I drove on sketchy roads up mountains and even climbed those mountains on occasion. I spent too much money on impractical shoes. I ordered my chili extra spicy and wore white after Labor Day. I rode a bike without a helmet and drove a car without a seatbelt. I ate fast food and drank sloe gin. I held snakes, dined on sushi and rode rollercoasters with both hands in the air. And then everything changed. I had kids — four of them to be exact.
"Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other gold." National Friendship Day was Sunday, but in my opinion, every day should be a day to celebrate friends and the different types of friendships we have in our lives. From best friends all the way to acquaintances, I know I value mine.
He is growing like a weed, but it's a weed, we cultivate, a weed we help grow. We will never pull him up by the roots or attempt to eradicate his existence. He is growing like a weed and we wouldn't have it any other way.
My husband and I recently made a happily anticipated purchase of a new summer water toy. We'd been looking forward to it for a long time, and I was thrilled. I really was. When we went to pick up our vessel the nice salesman asked me a number of times if I was excited. I answered in the affirmative, but after about the third query from him, I realized I wasn't demonstrating my fervor like he expected a normal customer might. So, I told him the truth. "I'm an introverted Scandinavian," I said with as much expressive tone as I could muster.
Summer brings out two vastly diverse species of sports people wielding sticks, and I'm not referring to hockey and lacrosse. I'm talking about fishing poles and golf clubs. While not impossible, it is a rarity to find a golfer who enjoys the rigors of fishing and vice versa — if you happen to do both, good for you. By and large, however fisher-people fish and golfers golf. That is the way the world was created.
They were splashing in the waist-high water of the lake — boisterous and loud. Three boys on either side of about 10 years old, if my estimate was accurate. I sat on the dock, observing from a distance. The sun shone from behind a splattering of light cloud cover in the otherwise blue sky. The wind blew steadily — stronger than usual — cooling the warm summer air, causing waves and even a few whitecaps on the lake.