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.

Kicking back and listening to the rain tonight…

Tonight is one of those nights… to be honest, today was one of those days.  One of the days that your reflected vacant stare is what you see in the window at work as you list off to that catatonic day dream state and your mind is filled with illusions of grandeur.  Illusions of curling up on a cool fall, overcast, day by the fire.  Relaxing with a good book or an old movie and the family.  And there it is, the effervescent reminder that I am going to be a dad! Yes, there will be days ahead of curling up under one blanket and watching some old movie, but there is a long road that my wife and I have to take to get to that place.  Perhaps that is why we have day dreams.  They sometimes give us a chance to see how things could be, if we play our cards just right.  They give us the pinnacles to set our compasses by.  It is funny how something so happy and so blissful has the ability to hide the bumps, the rough roads, the storms and the nightmares that we will have to face to see this vision come to fruition.  Are these the same fears that have the uncanny ability to keep me up at night?  Are these storms the thunderclaps that I can hear in my sleep?  Perhaps.  But, when you find yourself looking at your reflection in the glass, watching the gray clouds roll past and the rain fall down, remember.  Remember that this storm will pass, that the road will clear and by His grace you will make it though.  And if you play your cards just right, you might be able to coalesce in the moment that you are losing yourself in…only to face the storms again, and again, and… again.

I AM GOING TO BE A DAD, I am scared out of my mind, and I hold tight to the day dreams as I weather this storm.