Day 29: Five Weird Things You Like

We all have things that we do that no one else we know does. But how often do we think about the weird things that we do, and like? This one was a bit more difficult to write. Having this level of introspection is not my norm, publically.

French fries with mayo instead of ketchup

I know that there are scores of people that do not like mayonnaise. Even though you are wrong, I can be understanding. However, there is something amazing about boardwalk fries, salt, pepper, malt vinegar, and dipping it in mayo.

The smell of old books

I know, I know. MANY people like the smell of old books. But I had to put this one on here today. I like to live dangerously and smoke a cigar, while drinking scotch, all while reading an old book. The aged leather not only feels fantastic, but the aroma. Plus, there is the amazing smell that lies in between the pages. Something about the ink, parchment, glue, and time coalesce into something amazing. Don’t get me wrong, I love my Kindle and the 200+ books that I have on it, but I will still be expanding our home library as our children grow with fantastic, old, books.

Walking in the rain without an umbrella

This one provides some strange looks when I am out an about. It takes a downpour before I will pull out an umbrella. I have found that walking in the rain is far more calming without an umbrella than with. Being hands free, feeling the cool water cascading over me is refreshing. Since I run hot (my average body temperature is right around 100.9 °F) it always feels great. Though I am lacking the sound of the rain falling onto the umbrella, hearing the sounds around me more clearly provides solace.

Small, secrete, wins

In all things that we do, there are wins. Some are big, some are small. I love celebrating the small wins. I enjoy this not just for myself, but for others as well. Most notably my children. I think that there is something fundamental in celebrating the little things, which will go a long way in helping their self-esteem. Think about it, if you had someone on the sidelines cheering for you because you tried, what would that do for you. Now, let us amplify that by this person pointing out that this time, even if you failed, you did something better than before. Celebrating small wins requires observation, and investment, on all sides.

Watching the calamity as a Dungeon Master

No listicle of weirdness could be complete for me without a reference to Dungeons and Dragons. I love being a Dungeon Master. But that is not weird. If one is in the role of being the DM, and they do not like it, then they are doing a disservice to the other players. However, I REALLY love watching things unfold, when everything is going wrong. Low dice rolls, saying the wrong things, traps, all coming together and causing chaos. It is beautiful.

Live big, love bigger, and be kind, always.

5 Things I Love

1) Chocolate. I will forgo showers and sleep if it means I get a few minutes of uninterrupted stillness with some good chocolate. Or cheap chocolate. I’m not picky. 

2) Making stuff. Depending on the day, this might include baking, painting, crafting, sewing, decorating, or just coloring. The last one tends to fit into my days much easier in this season of life, but I try to plan at least something each week as an outlet to just enjoy being me and make something that the kids won’t demolish two seconds later. 

3) Running. At least, theoretically I do. I used to run more. I have only been able to run more than twenty feet maybe 3 times since Zoey was born. I don’t blame the kids because I could have made the time for it, but they are a nice excuse to stay on the couch. Our current neighborhood isn’t the most conducive for running either. Lately I’ve started doing yoga, but I still miss running.

4) The Outside. Our dog, Salem, and our kids all respond similarly to the spoken word, “outside.” It is something similar to a blind racehorse who has just heard the starting pistol. Energetic circles of blissful chaos ensue. Most often it is how I feel too, although it doesn’t always burst off my face in the same way. I love nature and I love being part of it as often as possible, barring any freezing weather.

5) Dry Summers. Until I moved to Virginia I would have just said summer, but the humidity here causes some really disgusting summer days. I love the simplicity of having a set warm temperature range with a predictable wardrobe, and not having to mess with thick coats. This winter added a new dimension for me as I tried to carry both kids from car to door while we were all in heavy winter coats. Bring on the days of single layers.