“I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood.” – Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes
My grandma knew we didn’t want her to leave us. She knew she was leaving. She needed us to understand that she knew we loved her and that everything was O.K. My grandmother was a person who made others better.
Despite being quite cliché and far-reaching when it comes to symbolizing the crappiness of an old year, his plight reminded me of those things that I still have in life.
Most people have either eaten their own body weight in cookies and pie or have guzzled down enough booze related calories to keep a body builder going for a month straight.
What this “discovery” also made me realize is that the most interesting and introspective experiences often come from a third party.
The food will taste better, conversations will be more colorful, and the stress levels will be at an all time low.
I’ve taken the liberty of updating The Food Guide Pyramid in such a way that reflects mans true nature. Or in the least, what’s most likely being consumed by an average non-health conscience male.
It seems that in this day and age the definition of chivalry has changed from the old-school definitions of monogamy, respect and gentle gentlemanliness.
Christmas music used to invoke nostalgia and whimsy. Songs from the old crooner’s conjure up feelings of a more innocent time (or not so innocent; “Baby It’s Cold Outside” sounds more like date-rape than anything).