Jack, show me one finger

But that's not the finger he held up at daycare today. (Hint: where is tall one? Where is tall one?)

A Spine in Time

I am working on a video that will promote the city and local university to India. The primary objective is to attract the minds of the country's students and researchers while also attracting money and jobs for the community. We interviewed the Dean of the School of Medicine today. The interview took place in the "Rare Books" room of the school's library. The spines on the old books looked amazing. One book's title caught my eye and made me chuckle.

"A short description of the human muscles chiefly as they appear on dissection together with their several uses and the synonyms of the best authors."

Really - short?

Sometimes the Truth Hurts

The following conversation took place between Jack and me around 5:45 p.m. last night.

Jack: "I want to go to the park."

Me: "Honey, it's too dark. We'll go when it gets warmer. I'll push you on the swings."

Jack: "Yeah, you push me on the swings higher."

Me: "And when you're done, you can push me on the swings."

Jack: "No, your big butt break swing."

Sign, Sign, Everywhere a Sign

I love it when I see silly, stupid signs. Saw this sign tonight at a taco joint. True story.

"Try Are Super Nachos."

Uh, try a dictionary.

The Anti 4 Way Stop Rules

It seems that half of the drivers out there these days do not know what to do at a 4 way intersection. (Law & Order da-da sound). These are their rules.

1) Step on the gas as you approach a 4-way stop. As you prepare to yield at the stop sign, scope out the competition. Notice if there are any cars at any of the other stops, or if there are any approaching at the same time.

2) Sporadically apply the gas and brake to let the competition know that you mean business. Notice if there is something blocking your view in the cross walk lines. Determine if you will miss the object or just clip them in a harmless tag "you're it" sort-of-way.

3) Look to see if the other three cars have come to a complete stop. If so, then lay on the gas and let 'er rip. If you don't get hit, you've found an excellent way to prolong the life of your brakes.

Life In Perspective

I was waiting at the pharmacy this afternoon when I found myself sitting next to an older man. He had a bit of a cough so we started chatting about what was going on in my household. I assumed he was experiencing the same thing. "No," he said, "my 25-year-old grandson was recently killed in a car accident."

So, what do you say to that? We talked about seat belts. His grandson wasn't wearing one. The young man lost control of his vehicle on a rainy day. We also talked about texting and how dangerous that can be. This grandpa was at the store to pick up medicine to help settle his nerves and process his grief.

I remember when this state's law came out about the use of seatbelts. My dad and uncle Henry joked about printing t-shirts with seatbelt graphics on them. Like that would fool the cops. Now, using a seatbelt is a habit. I would feel vulnerable without one.

Sometimes life forces us to slow down and reflect on our blessings. I thank God for my blessings all the time, but when I hugged my 3-year-old tonight I held on to him a little longer.

...On another note, my friend's baby girl grows stronger everyday. God is great! The power of faith and prayer are amazing.

A Bunch of Sickos

Well, it's back to work tomorrow - I think. We're still in recovery mode here, pretty much quarantined ourselves during this three day weekend. Jack entertained us by pretending to be a puppy one minute and then playing basketball the next.

Hopefully, we'll celebrate the New Year next weekend.