Conversation not to be overheard by minors:
Her: Did you see where my undies landed?
Him: you understand that if you’re asking me that, my mission is accomplished, right?
Her: Sure, ding dong, but what if the kids find my underwear?
Him: Its just proof that making babies takes practice.
Her: You’re impossible.
Him: Can we lose mine now?
There were a million things I would have rather been doing today, notably some quiet time reflecting under a tree. Instead, I had to spend the day wrapping up the last details of our move.
I’m officially out of Aliso Viejo, a city I’ve called home for the better part of over 15 years. The highest highs and the lowest lows in my life, those redefining moments that irrevocably change who you are as a person and what you believe in, all happened within the confines of that twisted little town.
Today my tenure ends there. Its not ironic that it happens today, and certainly neither mystical or planned; it simply happened today. Now its time to hug the kids, see them off and grab a shower. Today is one Sunday I’m glad to see end.
Character. It’s what you’re caught doing when you thought no one was looking. Picking your nose still counts.
Our duty begins with our family first. If all members are of the same directive, we work together to accomplish our collective and individual goals. If we are selfish or divided, we are certain to fail.
Just a thought as my family sets out on a busy weekend.