I have a tendency to make improbable things happen, rarely intimated by what others would consider sorely inconvenient or even overwhelming obstacles. Bob considers it one of the challenging/scary parts of my personality compared to his very ordered/cautious one. There are several common analogies for this particular trait:
Mover and shaker.
He who hesitates is lost.
God can steer a boat easier if it’s not tied to the dock…all that.
Then there’s this one:
Biting off more than you can chew—yep, I know about that one also. Sometimes, it includes my own foot, if you get my drift. And things can get messy. Continue reading “Pop Quiz!”
I just heard the local ice cream truck go down my street singing out its familiar tune to announce its confectionary delights. This is not altogether unusual…except that it’s December!
Now, that’s what I call optimistic.
Or on second thought, maybe not. We are a people addicted to pleasure in general, sugar in particular, and c’mon, some things are just never out of season. I mean, if I can buy strawberries at the local Walmart in winter, why not ice cream? In fact, why not strawberries on the ice cream?
Thus, I applaud the ice cream truck in December.
There are other things that seem unusual, unexpected, but are nonetheless always welcome. Continue reading “Make mine a double-dip”