Things that have happened recently:
1. Went bowling and played laser tag. I witnessed two miracles. One that was wonderful and the other just defied every law of science imaginable. The wonderful miracle was watching my friend bowl SIX STRIKES IN A ROW. What the fudge?! She was unstoppable.
Miracle two was when the bumpers miraculously appeared mid-game. We didn't know if our lane was sympathetically haunted or if the staff was watching our pathetic game and couldn't help themselves. Regardless, we played on and I came at the lane at an angle so as to let the ball ricochet as many times as possible. Everyone knows the bumpers are great because you can't get a gutter, aka miss all the pins. EXCEPT YOU CAN. My cursed bowling ball must have bounced 6 times at lightning speed only to bounce of the corner at the end of the bumper and jut across to the dark corner, missing all the pins. It was such a raucous display and empty-handed conclusion, the combination of which made for a very funny scene and I died. How is that even possible??
Laser tag was awesome. There were no miracles but I was amused by how quickly we all got into "combat mode." "Quickly and almost instinctively create a strategy mode." Or maybe that was just me. Maybe I should never lay another hand on a real gun ever again (which I've done twice in my life). This is reminding me of this funny Onion article.
2. I swear, every time I try to do a good deed lately, it blows up in my face. I try to do Service here and there. You know, real Service with a capital S and it always goes awry. It's intrusive, i make people uncomfortable, it's unnecessary, etc. So i'm honestly hesitant to help people out now. This morning I was at Target, and it was no grand deed nor a big deal, but the lady behind me had an infant car seat in her cart and was also toting a toddler. I bent down just as we were getting ready to cart on through to the exit and saw a dirty baby shoe on the floor. I picked it up and plopped it atop the car seat and said, "baby shoe!" and almost left in time to miss the woman say, "oh, that's not mine," and hand it to the cashier. But I did see it, I did hear it. And I laughed and exclaimed, "oh, it's not yours? Gross! Ha ha ha, sorry! ha ha ha" and laughed all the way out the door. "Here's a dirty shoe!" *plop*
3. Hiked up a mountain. At the end of the hike a man had an adorned fabric satchel thing and I asked what it was. He said it was a mat for cave yoga which was a joke but made me be like, cave yoga, eh...? hmm...not a bad idea. Actually it was an old timey wooden flute or something and we heard it beautifully echo as we made our descent. I declared how I wished i could bring an instrument up and play it on a mountain. The guy was scruffy, sort of man of the earth, and I told Sean, "I have it in me, you know, Sean. I'm a little hippie'ish, a little bohemian." And he said, "Oh, i know. I've seen how you dress." Ha! Burn? Whatever. Next time I go up I'm bringing either a recorder or my Jr. High flute.
There are just a few things I've been up to. I need to keep blogging so this has been an exercise. I hope to produce more and better stuff soon. But we'll see, won't we.