In an open letter to the lady who reached over my shopping cart in the store in order to start putting her items on the belt,

“I sensed a little anger from you because I didn’t move my shopping cart forward when you thought I should. However, your four-year-old’s fingers were a couple inches away from the wheels of the cart, so I decided to, you know, spare his fingers. I’m trying to be a better person, so I not going […]

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Hard to Deux: Break Up Cards

A while ago, in a conversation with my bestie, I joked that there should be break up greeting cards. He and I went back and forth about the idea for a while and had some good, loud, belly-shaking laughs.


The breakup card is, you know, something to help a person to get from Point A to Point B. It started out as a joke, but became an idea that I just couldn’t shake.

Fast forward several months, and one serious breakup into the future. The idea remains; I’m in love.


Well, you know what they say about being the change you want to see in the world and all of that.

So, I’ve decided to make my own break up cards. I might as well do something with all of the crafting supplies and skills that I’ve acquired over the years, right? Help out others who just want to do the deed and move on?

This is altruism, right?

Don’t answer that.


If you want to see the results the of many, many breakup card ideas that I’ve jotted down in the time since that original idea seduced me, or if you want to see the results of the many, many break up card ideas that I’ve jotted down in the time since I’ve entered the dating world again, follow Hard to Deux on Instagram.

If you find yourself in need of a breakup card (or you feel the need to slip one to a friend who needs one, but doesn’t know it yet). Let me know…we can work something out.

One More Goal: 1001 Songs You Must Hear Before You Die

I’ve decided to listen to the songs listed in the book 1001 Songs You Must Hear Before You Die

I don’t know a whole bunch about music. And I’m fine with that. It’s one of those art forms that I enjoy as a consumer, but have no desire to create, which makes me engage with it differently.

However, often, when I’m listening to a song, it seems like it’s another song’s cousin. I think that listening to these songs will be informative and will enhance my enjoyment of music.

I also find that, once introduced, I like a wide variety of music. I’m hoping that this little endeavor will help me to discover more things that I like…or even remember things that I like.

Here at the beginning of this 38th year, I am about 30 songs in. Assuming that I don’t totally abandon the project, I should have no problem knocking this out this year. I look forward to it. 

 

Out With the Old–In With the New

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I like to write something around my birthday, usually goals. Usually these goals are something that I’d been thinking about for weeks.

This time around, though, I’ve been so busy living my life that I haven’t focused on goals as much as I have in the past.

This year, I made some changes. I realized that I wasn’t as happy as I wanted to be. I figured out why and acted accordingly. This year, I didn’t draw my decision-making process out. I did what I knew I needed to do, even though going through with it was uncomfortable.

I went by myself to a Hall and Oates concert and loved it. I took a weekend trip to the Smoky Mountains.

Now, some people I know are calling me “New Sherlonya.”

And I feel “new.”

I’m taking advantage of the many things that are cool about the area where I live.

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More importantly, I’m not letting the idea that I should be doing an activity with someone else stop me from doing the things that I know that I want to do. In fact, I’ve made a point to “date” myself. I’ve had a lot of fun doing this, taking myself to Detroit a few times to check out museums that I like, out to Lake Michigan. I’ve taken myself to the movies a couple times, and I’m loving it,

So, in this next year, I aim to keep it up. 

I’m calling this year, my 38th year, my Gerald Ford year. When Tom Brokaw delivered his eulogy, he mentioned President Ford’s fashion choices:

We could identify with him — all of us — for so many reasons. Among them, we were all trapped in what passed for style in the 70’s with a wardrobe with lapels out to here, white belts, plaid jackets and trousers so patterned that they would give you a migraine. The rest of us have been able to destroy most of the evidence of our fashion meltdown, but presidents are not so lucky. Those David Kennerly photographs are reminders of his endearing qualities, but some of those jackets — I think that they’re eligible for a presidential pardon or at least a digital touchup.

 
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So, I’ve decided in the Gerald Ford year to introduce more plaid into my wardrobe and to photograph it whenever I do wear plaid.

I plan to continue to check out interesting events and to write about them, too.

I’ve long collected ideas for t-shirts, and this is the year that I’ll make that happen.

Finally, I want to be sure to make the time to be grateful for all that I’ve been fortunate enough to have and experience. Gratitude is important to me, and I want to be sure to act accordingly.

 

Road Trip 2017 – Days 1 & 2

This is the third time that Alex and I have taken a road trip before the school year begins. It occurred to me that this might be the last one that is timed this way. Next year he’ll be in high school, and if he continues to run cross country, it’s likely that he’ll be in conditioning or something at this point. The last year of middle school hasn’t even begun, and I find myself facing transitions.

We got a late start on things, in part, because the day before our trip started, Alex’s dad was playing at the Ypsilanti Heritage Fest. We stopped by for a second so that he could see his dad before the trip. Little did I know that Alex is totally comfortable helping to break down the equipment. I also didn’t know that Alex as going to run into people that he knew, and that we would wind up watching parts of a Ring of Steel performance. What I thought would be 30-40 minutes tops turned into a couple hours. It was fun, though, to get a glimpse off the Alex that exists when I’m not around, to see who he is when he walks through the world independently.Going to Mount Rushmore is the main objective of this trip. My road trip experience has taught me that driving around 6 hours a day isn’t sweet spot. So we planned to spend the first night near Madison. We lolligagged too much on the way, so we missed opening hours at the National Mustard Museum. Instead we walked around downtown Madison. Alex remarked on how the different cities that we’ve visited over the years have different flavors. The next morning, by the time we were showered and all of that, and by the time we made a second visit to Hurts Donuts,  it was almost time for the National Mustard Museum to be open again. So, we got to visit it after all!Those donuts were gigantic. I still haven’t finished either one that I got, though they were delicious. The growing boy, though, managed to get through both of his, albeit in several sittings.When we were walking around in Madison, a bookstore called out to me. Despite working in a library and owning a bunch of books, I still had to go in. I’m glad that I did, there’s a book I never would have seen otherwise, and when I get home, I plan to hunt it down.I love all of the weird museums that you encounter when driving across the country. The moment that I found out that there was a Spam Museum and that it was on our path, I knew that we had to go. I was not disappointed.  We left with a pair of Spam Singles, which I confess I am afraid to try, and a Spam shot glass. I’m not afraid to use that.

Last night, the goal was go get to Sioux Falls and spend the night in the tent. My son sleeps so soundly. Weird soundly.  I prefer it when he snores. When he snores I know that he’s breathing!On these trips, I take a lot of photos. I’m interested both in images on their own, and memory keeping. Right now, with the number of projects fighting for my attention, trying to chronicle the trip as it’s happening might be the best way for me to do the memory keeping.