My parents celebrated their 40th wedding anniversary on Sunday. It seems almost completely unfathomable, in this day and age, that anyone can survive sharing their life with one person for 40 years. Look at me… getting all mushy and sentimental… when is my divorce getting finalized, anyway? How dare they reject our petition for divorce based on our marriage certificate not appearing to be an original copy. Can’t they see the cat pee stain? How much more authentic can it be?
But I digress… this isn’t about my abundant relationship skills… but about my parents’ who seem to have done much better than simply “survive” together. One might even say that they have managed to thrive together!
My sister and I took Mum and Dad to Montana’s steakhouse on Sunday. It was a great meal. When I asked Dad if he had any words of wisdom after 4 decades of marriage, he said this:
“You learn to duck.”
That’s my Dad!
Happy Anniversary, Mum and Dad. Let’s do this again in another 40!
I haven’t been real happy with Glee lately. The music has been “ok”. The storylines have been “ok”. There really haven’t been any special moments this season. I keep watching because I’ve already invested in 2 seasons, so I might as well see how it finishes. With my favourite characters graduating at the end of this season, I don’t know if I’ll even bother to watch it next year. But I’ll trudge through this season and see what happens.
And then this week something finally happened that re-kindled my love of the show. Easily the best episode of Season 3, and one of the best of the series. The music was great (except the Moves Like Jagger bit… I wanted to throw my supper at the TV screen)… the storyline progressed amazingly… I was up… I was down… It was quite a ride!
If you watch this clip and aren’t familiar with the storyline, then it’s not going to have the same impact as if you’ve been watching those two characters for 3 seasons… But watch it anyway.
For the first time in a long time I actually felt something while watching the show… and am looking forward to the next episode!
If you are noticing any craziness with this blog, or any of the others in my mini online empire, it’s because I’m in the midst of migrating them to a new hosting provider. My current provider messed things up again, and I’ve had it. The downtime has been unacceptable, and now I have several blogs that are giving database errors when you try to get to them. I’ve had it.
So… please be patient while I work on the technical issues. I hope to be back blogging within the next couple of days.
It had to happen sooner or later. The treadmill couldn’t possibly sit upright in the corner of the living room forever, could it? Surely there would come a time when the realization that it has become a very expensive clothes hanger would finally force me to take some form of action. Sell it? Give it away? Take it out back and bury it?
Last night was the night.
30 mins (and 201 calories burnt) later I was hoping that the Mayans were right about 2012. And sooner rather than later!
This morning my legs are killing me. I’m not shocked by that. My arms are sore though, and that seems a little odd, but I guess everything is connected somehow.
I know that this is going to seem like a trivial thing, and it really is… but it’s also something that I bet other people are encountering.. or soon will. I’ve noticed lately the my index and middle fingers on my right hand ache from time to time. It’s not the kinda of crippling pain [...]
I used to believe that if I tried to be a good person, and was (somewhat) patient that eventually I’d stumble across that soul-mate who’s supposed to be waiting out there for me. Sure, why not? It didn’t seem like the craziest thing that I’ve ever heard of. Now… I’m not so sure. I have [...]
5 days. And the strange this is, I didn’t even realize that I was breaking my “streak” until this morning… Day 6. As I got up to get ready for work, I remembered that last night I had come down stairs in a funk and grabbed a 2L bottle of Coke from the summer kitchen [...]
I just came back from The Source, where I wanted to pick up another set of headphones. I have 2 pair already, but I can’t seem to find them, and I’ve discovered that the best way to find something that’s missing is to buy a replacement. Except for my pizza cutter… I’m still scratching my [...]
My parents celebrated their 40th wedding anniversary on Sunday. It seems almost completely unfathomable, in this day and age, that anyone can survive sharing their life with one person for 40 years. Look at me… getting all mushy and sentimental… when is my divorce getting finalized, anyway? How dare they reject our petition for divorce based on our marriage certificate not appearing to be an original copy. Can’t they see the cat pee stain? How much more authentic can it be?
