Posts Tagged ‘Life Lessons’

Yesterday’s Little Life Lesson

November 7, 2019

No matter how thoroughly and consciously you apply the WD-40 to the wrong area, the squeak will remain.

I’m Going Somewhere With This, Of Course

January 19, 2016

Many (many, many, many . . . stop that!) years ago, I watched a show about some people who amused themselves by skiing at top speed toward a lake just to see how far across the lake they could jump.  Now this was snow skiing in winter, and this lake was cold, to say the least, and hitting the water was just about the worst thing that could happen to you at the end of your run.  However, since this was a good-sized lake, hitting the water was pretty much guaranteed.

Pretty much.

People being what they are, eventually one person managed to jump completely over the lake . . . into the top of a tree . . . then into the middle of another tree, before they finally (not to mention painfully) hit the ground.  I learned an important lesson that day:

Sometimes the only thing worse than not making it over the lake, is making it over the lake!

So I Had A Hot Time Last Night . . .

June 9, 2014

I may have mentioned in the past my love of spicy food. Of course as we all know, those who live by the spice, die by the spice, and that came close to happening to me last night. Due to an ill-timed laugh on my part, I almost inhaled a bite of hot pepper, slapping it against the soft palate at the back of my mouth with . . . predictable results.

I’m fine. I couldn’t talk above a whisper for a few moments after, but I’m fine.

But because I’m so comfortable with my heat tolerance, this didn’t wound my pride in the slightest even though this happened in public. I know I can take the heat; this was just a bit of bad luck on my part. These things happen sometimes, and five minutes later I was having another hot pepper laden bite as if the incident had never happened. It had happened, of course, but it was comfortably in the past, and thus irrelevant to the present.

There’s a lesson in that . . . it’s just not one that’s always so easy for me to remember when hot peppers aren’t involved.