Lippage

Life often starts to regain a sense of normalcy when the dumb, silly things we're used to make their reappearances.

Fortunately for me, things are at least peeking out, like the sun first breaching the horizon.

Here are a few "for instances":

• I dropped a bowl of chocolate pudding on the kitchen floor. Homemade...by me...the bowl from which you serve the 8 portions you were planning on sharing. Incredible how much ground that stuff covers when dumped.


• I found a lost file folder in just under 15 minutes. It was discovered underneath the briefcase I had placed down upon it just over 15 minutes prior, when I'd begun to search for it. How's that doin'?


• I still have Magic Money, too, of course. You know what I mean. It's the $20 bills that somehow transform into $1 bills whenever I put them in my pocket.


• This is not to be confused with Vanishing Cash. That's the kind you put into your wallet. You'll have $100 until your daughter asks for lunch money early some morning. I guess kids should have lunch at The Ritz once in a while, right?


• A little earlier in the evening, I ranted a bit about a Circuit City commercial on TV. "How the heck long are there going to Christmas Clearance sales," I wailed.
  "Dad, this is a recording." "Oh."
  

They say that admitting something is the first step. But that doesn't mean it's always a GOOD step. In the past couple of weeks I've come clean about my enjoyment of:

The Notebook

I've heard this movie described as the quintessential Chick Flick. I've watched it twice. I don't think I'm a woman though.

Liver and Onions with Bacon

I actually ordered this at a restaurant lately. Leave me alone, alright?

Sports vs. Sportless

I wanted to watch The Orange Bowl when the kids were watching Disney Channel. I got into the show they were watching. I do not know who won the Orange Bowl.

Leave me alone.