I decided quite awhile ago that I should either not ever drink again or should drink more frequently. I realize that nothing good could possibly happen if I drank more frequently….so I seldom drink alcohol. It really makes no freeking difference!
My beverage of choice was water during last nights Super Bowl game……for many reasons but foremost is that when the Kansas City Chiefs won…..(special note here to Trump….it’s Kansas City, MISSOURI) I did’t want to miss one single moment of the game! Nearing the end of the 4th quarter, when I realized the Chiefs were just that Damn GOOD, I physically got into the excitement…jumping up and down … stamping my feet …… yelling … clapping…just generally throwing my body around….
I woke up this morning with a pain in my lower back that immediately caught my attention just by opening my eyes. It sent me back to bed alternating heating pad and ice pack. Laying there, I recalled another occasion 20 years ago when a family friend’s son got married. I was drinking cocktails and found myself on the dance floor bumping hips with the groom’s father….not in the violent hip bump dance craze of the 70’s (which we both lived through) but just as two middle age adults who should have known better. It took me several weeks of chiropractic care and physical therapy to be able to walk without limping.
So I share this blog today as more of a Dear Diary entry. 1)I now know that alcohol probably had no effect on either event and 2) no regrets…I would have done nothing different in either exuberant display of joy. But most importantly…thank you to Andy Reid and Patrick Mahomes and the Kansas City Chiefs for connecting your fans in this time of separation in our country. Chiefs Kingdom is connected and moving to the same drum beat! It feels so good! CHIEFS!
I’m a good question-er. Bring up any topic or introduce me to someone and I ask questions…I’m just so damn curious! I’ve been told that perhaps throwing the big spotlight on people I meet may make them uncomfortable….it’s not like I ask personal questions to do with their clothing size, weight or bathroom habits. I always think that someone to keep the conversation going is better than everyone sitting around on their thumbs trying to think of a way to flee because of the silence! When I’m in a group…I hate silence. You know the silence of the extended family getting together – everyone talking at once until that moment when the excitement of seeing each other is gone and the deafening silence falls upon the crowd and someone giggles and says. Wow…we got quiet. Ya…that makes me uncomfortable. It’s like – Is it just me or am I channeling everyone else in this one moment and I want to be any where but here.
Thus the hallmark holiday…
Full Definition of HALLMARK
a : an official mark stamped on gold and silver articles in England to attest their purity
b : a mark or device placed or stamped on an article of trade to indicate origin, purity, or genuineness
: a distinguishing characteristic, trait, or feature
Before I actually googled it, I defined the word hallmark as notable. I was obviously wrong. The other way I define Hallmark is anything commercial that the Hallmark Card Company makes money selling cards to guilty people….and the holidays to celebrate the event.
When I was growing up, my family celebrated every birthday and Hallmark holiday. We were a small family – it was not hard…it was expected…there were no decisions to make…there was no choice. We also bought Hallmark cards, for crying out loud. It never even occurred to me that everyone didn’t! It never occurred to me that these “important” holidays would not continue to be important to my offspring and current extended family. Our family patriarchs and matriarchs are gone, does this end with them? Are we turning our back on family or are we saying done with the commercialized required family gathering…we will get together when we want to see each other …. it’s a learning curve for me but it does make sense!
Until next time…..