Happy Zombie

To my surprise at my guild meeting last month… I’m am the Secret Pal of someone very mysterious! More mysterious then the average Secret Pal… since I did not sign up for Secret Pal! Someone in my guild is very sneaky… but most of all very clever and sweet. These blocks are beautiful and expertly sewn together! Yea, that’s right… I ALWAYS look at the backs. Now I’m really intrigued who this Secret Pal of mine is and why she’s doing this for me! This is way cool and way fun!

So anyhoo, it was That Time at guild where Secret Pal is getting passed out and those who have Sew & Tell are getting their quilts ready to present. This is The Time where I get to chit chat with my gal pals and frankly… am not paying much attention to anything else going on around me. To my surprise, our Secret Pal chairperson hands me a little gift bag with my name on it! I double and triple check that it truly says my name on the gift! My pals next to me confirm it… that’s my name! Ok, so it’s been established that this gift is for me. My next thought, in horror… “OH SHIT… I signed up for Secret Pal and forgot!!!!”. No wait a minute… sigh… I didn’t sign up. ~Whew… for a minute there I thought I raked someone over by forgetting to make a block for not one, but TWO months!

I’m a big advocate of being nice, being honest, doing right and being a good person to our fellow man. BUT… a family in NY was not so nice, not so honest, not so cool… and payback is a bitch! Bravo Zulu to this Evan dude for fighting for what’s right! A long read, but worth your while. When phrases like “i got ball” and “so i can hit u wit it” become part of pop culture… you’ll know exactly where it came from!
www.evanwashere.com/StolenSidekick
Big cheers for Evan!

I had an epiphany! I realized why so many American’s would rather follow boring sports like baseball and American football… it’s all about the food. Mind you, I’ve never turned down a meal and I enjoy “sporting foods” as much as the next guy. With football (soccer) you have 90+ minutes of non stop action… leaving no time to run for Garlic Fries. With baseball or American football there’s far more inaction then action… plenty of opportunities to peruse the plethora of epicurean delights in our stadiums and arenas.

I could totally go off on baseball… but I’m trying to be positive. But… when a sport has to be stopped because “oh my gosh, it’s starting to sprinkle”. Quick, cover the field, protect the pitcher’s mound, get the players their jackets so they stay warm… oh paahleeze!

Me… I’ll take The World Cup in a heartbeat. What a beautiful sport and global event! I’ll just stuff my face before and after the game, thank you very much. It truly saddens me that so many American’s are missing the boat on this mega huge world event and beautiful sport.

I planned my entire week around the first World Cup match this morning (9am PST). My #2 team, Germany… is kicking things off. So anyhoo, like I said… I planned my entire week so I’d be ready to go in front of the tube at 9am. One thing leads to another (as it ALWAYS does) and I’m running late. Last on my week’s to-do list is to be downtown at the printer no later then 8:30. Well… 8:40 is not too bad (I ended up missing the first 6 minutes of the opening game). I do my business and head back to my car. Ahh… I can almost feel the sofa under my ass already!

I pass a few walkerby’s, say “good morning” with a smile… I’m 10 feet from my car… “Good Morning, isn’t it beautiful today!” I hear from a lady behind me. I turn to greet this stranger with a quick hello and attempt to get in the car and haul ass up the hill to the waiting TV. Once I saw the smile on this woman’s face I forgot all about the sofa, the TV, Germany, the World Cup and a fresh cup of coffee. Just to point out… today is overcast and chilly. Next thing I know, I’m in this full on conversation with Happy Lady about the weather and how the weather has been over the last week. How we both like overcast days as much as sunny days! A stranger might have thought we were old friends chatting on the sidewalk.

My life lesson of the day: stop and talk to people who want to listen to you… stop and talk to people who want to be listened to. Thank you Happy Lady.