My week has been full already. I’ve bought a suit, played several games of tag in the backyard, broken up at least four brother fights, and taken the boys to the bus stop while wearing the most awesome green sweatpants that I own. Time for some absolutely random observations.
- I’m not sure who is actually in charge of what gets put on TV. Sometimes I think it’s a focus group of kindergarteners from Beverly Hills. Whoever it is. I would like to make a request. Please, no more medical shows. Nothing is sillier than an actor saying things like, “We can’t make any mistakes because mistakes are the difference between life and death.” I’ve been in many hospitals, and I have never heard anyone say anything like this. Mostly it’s just people doing paperwork and reminding their bosses that it is time for their smoke break.
- I went suit shopping this week. It was as fun as it sounds. I realized I was in the wrong store when the guy offered me a custom-made suit.
- The guy in charge of the second place I went to find a suit measured me and told me what size I should be looking for. An hour later I brought my choice to the counter. He didn’t remember me. I have to admit, I was disappointed. An hour ago he had virtually hugged me while taking my measurements. I guess that meant nothing to him?
- General Mills has announced it will make a limited run of Lucky Charms boxes containing only marshmallows. This is great because it will save me the trouble of throwing out the remaining cereal after my six year old has surgically picked every marshmallow out of the bowl.
- Today I am preparing for an upcoming wedding. By preparing I mean mentally toughening myself because I know I will be dancing. My wife says that she’s not a good dancer. That’s not true at all. She naturally knows how to move. When I dance, I feel like I probably look like someone who is trying really hard not to step on a mouse.
- I love Trader Joe’s.
- It is slightly uncomfortable when the person ringing up your groceries at the store (not Trader Joe’s, remember, I love Trader Joe’s) tries to have an in depth conversation with you. “How many kids do you have? What are you doing this weekend? Where did you go to high school? What kind of deodorant do you have on? Have you had a doctor look at that mole on your neck? I might get my nipple pierced, what do you think?” Look, if we’re going to be this close, at least give me a hug like the guy at the suit store.
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