I haven’t had or made the time to write lately. Frankly my job has pretty much consumed my time but that’s not a bad thing….just a thing. The unfortunate part for anyone who reads my smatterings has to deal with profuse sputterings of miscellaneous twittery. So hang on it could be a bumpy ride.
My first topic is one I have been reminded of in most glorious fashion; snow. I go back to my childhood memories of building snow forts almost as tall as our house and not dreading it but reveling in it. I remember the almost deafening silence after a massive snowfall that left only nature to devise its plans to continue on while mere mortals quietly secluded themselves until more hospitable conditions arose. The problem, of course, with that scheme was that those conditions didn’t appear for months so after cabin fever began to set in people would venture out and figure out ways to traverse limited as they may be.
That was then: this is now. Snow is beautiful to be in for a day or two but after growing my roots in the South these twenty plus years that is where it begins and that is where it ends. I’m over it. I’m ready for green grass, the warmth that only global warming can provide (just had to sneak that one in) and all the lifted spirits that come of that dawning of spring. I was in Maryland for a week that seemed more like a month. They were freshly reeling from a pretty significant storm when I arrived. They then proceeded to receive another 20 inches. So there we were stuck in a hotel that included the only restaurant in the Northeast, or so it would appear, for two days. Now before all you toughened up Northerners chime in about how “that’s not snow, you want to see snow?”, I want to remind you that there were plenty of Northerners in this hotel experiencing these same feelings. I enjoyed the first day and was ready to move on after that. It was basically Hell frozen over.
My next topic is something I do speak of in small doses as I am aware that many of you prefer not to discuss or even think about: politics. Our government can be summed up by one term; dysfunctional. Actually there is more to it than that it is completely non-representative and feeds entirely upon itself and us. They no longer have any concern for their constituency except for the last month of election time. I sort of equate it to a bad waiter. You may get a really bad waiter that has no real use for you and cares little about the level of service provided until the check is near completion and then the waiter (or waitress) suddenly becomes your best friend. I have to hand it to politicians (and I make no party distinctions in this case) they have really perfected the profession they are a part of that was never intended to be a profession. They say exactly what people want to hear, depending on their audience, and then return to Washington and do whatever they planned on doing all along. Why shouldn’t they? We vote them right back into office so what are the consequences to their actions but rewards. So don’t look to blame anyone. It’s our fault for allowing these hacks to get re-elected. That’s enough on that subject…perhaps too much for many. (Write your own blog)
My last subject is family. Families sure are of a different nature these days. Most of my family for many years was geographically very close. Now everyone is so far spread out that it boggles the mind even coming up with a way to visit the many family members using what little vacation time a working stiff has. I recently had a new addition to my family…a Granddaughter. She‘s a cutie and I hope to see her in a few short weeks if only for a limited amount of time. Congratulations Josh and Caley: you make us all proud. There is only one true miracle that many of us will never forget and that is childbirth. One little piece of advice: listen to all the advice given to you and then do it your own way. Everyone thinks their way is the best but you will find out in the end that the best way you do it is your way. Remember you have the love and support of all of your family and if you ever dare ask advice, I’m here.
That is all.
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