Love Shenanigans

January 2, 2015January 1, 2015 / roughwighting / 49 Comments

Shenanigans – silly or high-spirited behavior; mischief.

One of my blogging buddies told on himself right before Christmas – his wife likes her holiday decorations just a “certain way,” but this year, while she was working late, he put up the Santa Clauses and angels, the holly and trimmings, his way, before she came home.

Expecting a reprimand when she walked through the door, he was greeted instead with relief and a huge hugging thanks.

A successful shenanigan!

I commented on heylookawriterfeller’s blog that his shenanigan was successful because his wife loved him.

He commented back that “Love is all about putting up with shenanigans.”

I replied, “Love IS shenanigans.”

And then immediately I heard angelic harp music in the background of my brain as goose bumps traveled up my spine, and my soul got hit with an ‘aha’ moment. Continue reading →

Sailing Over Speed Bumps

December 26, 2014December 23, 2014 / roughwighting / 40 Comments

I’m going to make a confession right here, in cyber space, where all can read and perhaps laugh at me, or maybe, worse, feel a bit sorry for me.

I have never raced over a speed bump.

Ever.

I’ve never even thought to make it an option – to thumb my nose and not slow down at those ridiculously annoying concrete bumps that are put there to, uh huh, s l o w u s down. Continue reading →

Enduring the Snow Globe

December 19, 2014January 13, 2015 / roughwighting / 66 Comments

Photo by Susan Licht (http://lichtyears.com/)

When I think about it, I realize that I could be in a worse place.

Like Siberia. Or Algeria.

Actually, maybe Algeria is nice. I’m not sure, but I know it’s a heck of a lot warmer than this stretch of New England marshland in mid-winter at 1:32 p.m. Continue reading →

How NOT to Ski in One Easy Lesson

December 12, 2014December 1, 2014 / roughwighting / 57 Comments

Halfway down a mountain overlooking Lake Tahoe, I think grimly: I will eviscerate him first. And then…then I’ll look for a den of bears. Bears must be hiding here in this bone-chilling Sierra mountain – and I’ll show them the way to my boyfriend’s (make that ex-boyfriend’s) body.

This occurs back in the time when my guy was a new guy in my life. Upon reading this memory, you may wind up amazed that he’s still my guy and not long gone.

You may think me cold and heartless to harbor such thoughts, but after reading about his insistence during our early romance to drive to Squaw Valley at Lake Tahoe where “I’ll teach you to ski – it’s easy. You’ll have it down in one easy lesson” – you’ll come away believing my hope to torture him with an electric prod rather tame. Continue reading →

HERE COMES THE SUN (PUDDLE)

December 5, 2014December 10, 2014 / roughwighting / 47 Comments

Do you have a “first” moment – the moment you first remember as a child?

Most of us can’t recall the first few years of our life – the babyhood of crying or teething or ruining our parents’ sleep. We can only believe our moms when they tell us that if they didn’t give us enough attention we emptied the flower pot, then played with the dirt on the rug, or how we crawled out of our crib at nighttime and slid under the card table during bridge night, refusing to come out.

Fortunately, my first moment is not of getting spanked or being denied a second cookie. Continue reading →