The apple never falls far from the tree. This is 5-Year Old Daughter and I from a few days ago.
I must have looked at these pictures 1,000 times. I look at them when I’ve got the blues and they make me happy. I look at them when I’m happy and they make me happier. Sometimes, if I’m in a certain mood, I’ll look at them and get choked up. What a pussy!
I hope I can keep it together and not do anything stupid to hurt my girls. Everyone makes occasional dumb choices in life. It’s part of the human condition. I’m not immune. Neither are you. Yeah, I’m talking to you. I just hope that when it’s my turn to stumble, I only cause harm to myself. That I can live with.
When I begin my morning commute, I usually pop in my earbuds to check the news and see if the world imploded overnight. Last week my earbud felt kind of funny so I reached up to adjust it and it popped of the cord and wedged itself into my ear canal. I panicked!
This was at 5:50 a.m. mind you, so I wasn’t exactly at the top of my game when it came to dealing with a medical crisis. I spent the next 1:15 trying to dig the thing out of my head. My big, clumsy, sausage fingers only succeed in pushing it deeper into my ear canal. I got a pen and tried to dig it out but all that got me was an ear full of ink marks.
I did a chant to calm myself down. As soon as I got into the city, I ran to the nearest drug store and bought a pair of Revlon tweezers, walked to an empty aisle and carefully extracted the earbud. Let that be a lesson to you.