Often I'm inspired and start composing posts only to get bogged down in the minutiae of explaining my opinions extremely precisely so that no reader could miss (either by honest ignorance or willful thickness) the needle sharp point I am making. It's the same self-defense mechanism that my brain defaults to when I find a penny and attempt to make a wish, but get sidelined trying to anticipate any potential loopholes:
I hope that no one I love -- at present or in the future -- should ever have anything bad -- and by this I mean something really big and awful and painful, not some small and trivial hiccup that's actually an opportunity for personal growth -- happen to them during their entire natural lifespan -- somewhere between 85 and 102 years -- and I want us all to have enough money -- not so much money that we come showboating assholes like the Kardassians, just a normal upper class income amount of money -- to live life to the fullest -- but not so full that we get caught up in status and lose sight of the important things like eating dinner as a family or having time to go canoeing or watching Top Gear -- and appreciate our blessings, and also I wish that Fogo -- the dog, not the island off the coast of Newfoundland where my dad grew up -- would stop digging holes in the backyard.
Hence I'm giving myself a challenge. I will blog every day in March. First drafts of the post must be completed with 10 minutes, edits can be another 5 minutes, and googling and posting an illustrative photo
Whenever I'm struck for inspiration, I'm going to pick one of these topics
This page is from a Language Arts workbook the boys own and I thought it would be fun to use it here. Lest I just wind up posting photos of my pets and Benedict Cumberbatch for 31 days straight. Huh. Now that I think about it that doesn't sound so bad...hmmm...
My allotted ten minutes is up, so I will end with a picture of myself from last weekend when the family went snowshoeing: