Keeping It Light, Keeping It Right

One of my faithful Facebook followers left me a message the other day, and told me:   “I hope you never lose your sense of humor. Remember it when those golf outings etc start!”

Well, my friend, those tournaments have begun.

And I hear you, brother.  I’m taking your advice to heart, and trying to maintain my sense of humor during the entry and sponsorship portion of this tournament.  

This particular golf tournament is a biggie.  Over 500 players, 2 days, 2 courses, and it  almost filled up in a 24 hour period.  It funds 26 college scholarships per year.  The major whining will soon begin, possibly even today, from the people who were not lucky enough to get into the tournament.

And I am going to try my hardest to keep my sense of humor.

It’s a great tournament, for a great cause, and it’s a lot of fun.  The hardest part is getting the teams in, the sponsorship noted, and getting all the players, contact information, and handicaps down.

We have a great committee with lots of hard workers that are also fun people, and they all make me laugh and, hopefully, vice-versa.

Community service?  Is a good thing.

And when it helps young people?  Even more so.

So this post is multi-faceted.  A reminder, to myself, to keep my sense of humor - because if it isn’t fun, why do it? 

And also, a reminder of why I do this...to help others.  And I cannot lose sight of that goal.

Because helping others succeed in life?  Is a good thing.  A very, very good thing.

So, step up to the tee!  It's time!

Funny Stuff, Feelings

I saw this t-shirt, and it cracked me up.

It is so what I would say…in my recent past.

Before I learned to live life at a heart level, I would cover up feelings with humor.  You might or might not get to see what is really going on with me, what's really happening.

I have changed.  And it's a good thing.

In the past year, I've learned to let it be.  That it's okay to be real, to let people see who I am.  It's okay to have feelings. To let people know when they've crossed a boundary.

To not give away all of myself.  

To take time for myself.

To take care…of me.

And I'm getting better at the being real, every day.

And sometimes, I'm funny.  And it's the real me.

I like myself so much better.  I have goals.  I have a life plan.  And I've accomplished much.

You can do the same, for yourself. 

Thanks, Pathways, for all you do for people…and me.  

Upbeat Barista

Sunday morning, heading to the Houston airport, we stopped at Starbucks, as is our wont.

We pulled up to the drive-thru.

A friendly Barista male voice boomed out of the loudspeaker:

Good morning! Welcome to Starbucks, it's a beautiful day -  I hope you’re having a wonderful day!  What great-tasting drinks would you like today?

ThatManILove was rendered speechless.

The voice again:  “Good morning!  Hellooooo!  Anyone there?”

ThatManILove:  “Yes, I’m here.  I’m...uh...just...uh...trying to recover from your overtly enthusiastic optimism.”

The voice, laughing:  “That's an awesome response!!”

ThatManILove:  “No problem, I just wasn’t expecting it.”

Me?  I thought it was super refreshing.

We pull up, and the barista introduces himself.

Meet Preston.

Yes, I think I'll fill out the survey.  Because to render my smart, lawyer-like man speechless is no mean feat.