The BEST Places, please!

So in my post-election weariness (please….please…no more………), I decided to look for something else on CNN.  Imagine my joy at finding mass graves, child abduction, and aircraft disasters.  It almost makes one long for politics.

But yet!  Here was something decent, The 10 Worst Places to Flirt.  Not bad, not bad.  But too easy I think.  What about the BEST places?   I think those of us married types with young children need to focus on the best places, as the world of “keepin’ it fresh for ya” as my husband says can try to close in on us like shrink-wrap daily.  For example, on my list right now one of the worst places would be in the bathroom with the Elmo potty seat.  I’m just sayin’.

Here’s what I have — and the floor is open, do tell, the people are starving for some good news!

  1. While cooking – sauces are a nice touch.
  2. While doing yard work — I have heretofore mentioned my admiration for his carrying of heavy equipment.
  3. While passing in a tight hallway.
  4. When calling to check on what anyone needs….from the store or otherwise.
  5. When walking in the snow.
  6. When running in the rain.
  7. In front of your kid (literally and figuratively over his or her head).
  8. During a nearly unbearable social event when you need to remember you’re going home together.
  9. In church.
  10. Right after you pull up the covers.

I have a friend who talks about the idea of  “catch a buzz and connect” when she needs time with her husband.  You can catch that buzz with a bottle of wine, or you can just catch it by shutting out the rest of the world and being together.  Sometimes we just burn old cardboard boxes in a homemade fire pit and listen to the crickets in the vast forest behind our house.

However you get it done, enjoy.  Love is good and life is short.

Living by the Sword

Then said Jesus unto him, Put up again thy sword into his place: for all they that take the sword shall perish with the sword. —Matthew 26:52, King James Version

I am amused that for the longest time I associated this saying more with Bob Seger than with the Gospel.  (Cue jokes about Seger as Gospel in West Virginia……..)  Its energy of poetic justice, however, holds no matter the primary association.

As the nation breathes a collective sigh of relief that midterm elections are behind us, I reflect on the steady wisdom of the idea that how one lives does have an impact on one’s destiny.  Short-term results can look very different from the long-term, and this morning I am celebrating the idea of the long-term.

Congratulations to everyone.  Rest assured, how you did it will be how it ends.  If you did it honorably you can carry on in confidence.  If you did it another way, well, you know what’s most likely on the horizon. 

Things just have a way of working themselves out, and that’s the good news, every day.

Image credit: Wikimedia Commons