Lessons of the Weekend

Some lessons I learned (or was reminded of) this weekend...in no particular order:

that the rare autumn Saturday that Mr. Lincoln is home and not otherwise occupied blesses me.

that I would rather have a Burger King burger in the car with Mr. Lincoln than a 6 course meal in a fancy restaurant with anybody else.  My wish was granted Friday night.

that humans do not change much, and twenty-somethings still smoke, drink too much, and curse loudly in an effort to be noticed.  We hope that they look back on that time, not with guilt or shame, but with a healthy dose of embarrassment so as not to carry the behavior into their 30's, 40's and beyond. 

that the number 3 is not as lucky as I once thought.

that just because a hotel movie has big names in it and is touted as "still in theaters" does not mean it is worth the $15.99 plus tax it costs. 

that sportscasters surely do not listen to what they say.  For example, and I quote, "they played error-free football except for their mistakes."  Couldn't that be said about every team?

that white parasols with little ruffles are much more stylish than a black Totes umbrella, but they both keep the sun off one's face.

that some women leave public restrooms without washing their hands.  Sorry, ladies, but that is just gross!!

that middle-aged men wearing wedding bands who crane their necks to stare at girls young enough to be their daughters are dolts.  As if....

that apparently cleavage is an acceptable accessory to most any attire, and that some women accessorize more boldly than others.

that I have a long way to go before I feel kindly toward wealthy, entitled people who lose their tempers and jeopardize the safety of those around in an effort to keep themselves from being inconvenienced.  Sheesh!!

that it seems the most popular adjective for a lot of people in today's world is a four letter word that begins with "f."  Come on people, buy yourselves a Thesaurus and broaden your vocabulary.  Everyone in hearing range will thank you.

that you just can't beat Cracker Barrel for a good breakfast.

that young girls can stand in 4 inch heels longer than I can stand in my Chuck Taylors.  I bet my feet hurt less at the end of the day.

that someone blowing cigar smoke in my face causes me to have day dreams of upchucking on his shoes.

that a tall man can move through a crowd much faster than a short woman, and I am grateful that he held onto my hand and got me out of there.

So, for today, I wish you valuable lessons, time with someone you love, and

blessings