We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.
With Halloween coming up, I thought it was only fitting to write a post about fear. We’ve all see the goblin and ghoul decorations at the store since, what seems like, July. Many of us have flipped through the expansive selection of Horror movies on Netflix (does “Sharknado” count?). Perhaps some of us have even seen the frightening images of how people dressed up for Halloween back in the day:
I would NOT trick-or-treat at this house….
Whatever your experience, it seems that society is telling us that of all times of the year to be scared, that time is now.
Of all the differences between people in this world, there are a few things I think we can all agree on:
1) Election season is the absolute WORST. This fact is absolute. There is real danger in being crushed by a TV thrown out the window after hearing for the billionth time how “so-and-so” is a racist and hates babies.
2) Sample day at the grocery store makes you as giddy as a five-year-old in a toy store. Especially when there are samples of booze. Yes, this does exist!
3) A running basset hound may very well be God’s gift to earth:
But perhaps most universal is how frustrating it can be to hear your alarm go off at 5:30 AM. It’s as frustrating as the Detroit Tiger’s during playoff season. It takes every ounce of my being to peel off the comforter, force my sleepy body upright, and swing my feet onto the cold hardwood floors. Even more frustrating, however, is how jovial Rob can be with very little sleep. It honestly makes me want to karate chop him right in the throat. So far I have managed to resist. So far. He claims it’s because of his baby face. I’ll let you be the judge of that: Continue reading
Pike’s Peak in the Distance
After hiking through the peaceful and serene Garden of the Gods, we decided that we wanted to take on a more challenging, more Coloradan-type feat. We wanted to take on a 14’er (slang for a 14,000+ foot mountain). With the behemoth Pikes Peak looming in the background all day, we agreed that we would make this mountain our bitch (and our first 14’er). That is, if it didn’t take US out first. Continue reading