Sunday, January 30, 2011

Happiness Comes from Pawtucket, Rhode Island

It's too early.

An appointment an hour away at 7 am on Sunday, to be told something I already know.

This is what life REALLY is about.

It's also about the pride you feel when your kid remembers to say "Excuse me" and "Thank you," and remembers to sneeze into her elbow, just like Elmo said. ('Course, "Elmo's for babies.")

Life's also about having friends you haven't seen in a long time over for dinner. Great meal, then two rounds of Zingo, two rounds of "Monkeys on the Bed," and one round of "Don't Wake Daddy."

All those years we spent playing Quarters were wasted. If we'd known that instant happiness lies in a Hasbro box, we'd have saved ourselves so many brain cells.

2 comments:

B said...

"All those years we spent playing Quarters were wasted. If we'd known that instant happiness lies in a Hasbro box, we'd have saved ourselves so many brain cells."

I fell confident in saying, we would have turned those Hasbro box games into a drinking games of some sort...

Susan Gedutis Lindsay said...

You're right, dammit.