Recently I posted something about Men And Crying. Because men really do need to catch a break somewhere in this subject. You can only grit your teeth so long before they tell you that dentures might be the way to go. Anyway I did post it and sent it out with Christmas Greetings! to all my StumbleUpon friends. And at the end of this post I attached several music videos done by the great Andrea Bocelli. Why? Because when he sings I often become tearful. It’s just too beautiful for words. So I thought this would be a good way to demonstrate the point of the post. Others would have the same reaction. Merry Christmas.
And I was having a great time constructing this post. Beth brought home a large bottle of Rumski and I was mixing this with Vault because we didn’t have any fresh Coke A COLA. And there is nothing worse than a Rum And Coke without the sharp fizz. It’s a waste of so many things including human brain cells. If they are going out we want to send them out in a joyful moment. Joy and fizz are forever locked together in my mind. Coca Cola has done their marketing job well over the years.
So having organized all of that I was playing Andrea and writing the post and putting the links in the post. And after awhile it was not going so well. Technically speaking it was going downhill. But in terms of the Joyful Spirit it was going better and better. I ended up eventually with this long post and then many links to Andrea and the best renditions of his genius I could find on the web.
And then all of this went out to everybody and it sank like a stone. I realized it was a disaster after completing the drinking portion of the exercise. So I chopped it in half and tried to salvage the situation by sending up the Men And Crying post alone. But I had no hope for it. Andrea went out the other door and I just knew he would be singing in every town across the nation before too long.
But as usual things went just the opposite from my prediction. Readers are responding to Men And Crying. Guys are sending comments about it that are very amazing. They are describing some of their experiences. It is very gratifying to me and I want to say Thank You to everyone. The post has been reviewed a number of times as well.
Meanwhile Andrea is nowhere to be found. All I can do is once again recommend that you find time in you busy schedule to listen to him. And drinking while you are listening to him is wonderful as well. I realize that some of you don’t want to drink and this is not for you. One gentleman wrote and told me that if he followed my suggestion he would find himself in the back seat of a police car before too long.
We should all try to stay out of there. Last night Beth and I headed out to spend the evening with my daughter and her wonderful family. My daughter is fearful of the internet just as Beth is fearful of it. So you won’t find many photos of them here.
Beth and I had an adventure on the way down there. You go over the river and through the woods for about 45 minutes to get there and it was dark. So I made a wrong turn and we ended up in a lot of traffic. Then I saw a police car with his Christmas Lights blazing coming towards us at a great rate of speed in the rear view mirror. I am always reminded of the movie Close Encounters Of The Third Kind when this happens. Fortunately he had other business on this mind and went on down the road in about two seconds.
An hour later we arrived at our destination and had a nice meal. The children look forward to this night because I always bring a Christmas movie and leave it with them so they can watch it fifty more times in the following months. Last night we watched Santa Claus Three/ The Escape Clause. It has gotten terrible reviews but I smiled through most of it. Mostly because my two lovely little granddaughters snuggled up next to me on the couch. Their brilliant brother was absorbed in the movie not too far away. And my wonderful daughter and her husband were also with us. And Beth was sitting in front of me on the rug with their big, playful Labrador pup studying her right ear from very close range.
In some ways I enjoy this evening more than Christmas Day. Except for the narrow roads through the woods and headlights. I am starting to understand why so many folks buy vehicles that put you way up in the air. You don’t have to try and figure out where the road went as you do when headlights are right there at eye level. So I just slow down. Incredibly the speed limit is often 45 miles per hour in this area! I was feeling more comfortable at about 30 miles per hour. And thanks to all the folks who sat back behind us and didn’t get impatient. Once again you begin to see how things are a little different this time of year. Wouldn’t it be nice if we all just decided to be this way all year round?
One more adventure awaited us as a kitty decided to run across the road just about where my front wheels would have been if I had not slammed on the brakes. Beth let out a short scream and the little guy bolted in the second all of this took to be over. The driver in back of us was taking his time so all was well. But if he had been tailgating we would have been visiting with him in the back seat of our car.
So we returned home without a scratch. No tears were shed. There is more Rum, Coke and Vault in the Frig. And I have several Andrea Bocelli CD’s lying around.
What do you enjoy doing in the days before Christmas? Isn’t it just a wonderful time of year!
