My Dear Brothers, Sisters and Friends,
All the festive revelry over, I am back to rolling in a normal schedule. What a shame! Well, if every day is a holiday then the holidays won’t be fun anymore, right?
Let’s earn some and then save it up for the big days. This place ain’t that bad. Life is good on a sober day too at work! How’s it going for you?
Okay, now, let’s embark on our weekly merry ride!
Flower Basket Day[Jan 4]
I chose the basket that my aunt had dumped in my place during Christmas. Wrapped it up with a colorful paper and then chose the best of flowers that I had picked from the boutique, arranged them carefully… Wrote a note and carried it to Mrs. Bradley.
She loves flowers. And she loves it when I remember to give her some.
She looked so beautiful and was thankful that I made the effort to gift her some flowers on Flower Basket Day. I usually send a card or two, but today I fancied a walk to her place. I scooted back and sent a card to all my friends whom I could not reach on foot.
How many feet do you have? Two?
Well, I have a 500 or so on last count. I am talking about the dance floor!
Your Bob can’t dance to save his life. Aaliyah moves like an angel though. And I am an embarrassment on the dance floor.
Aaliyah loosened up and asked me to let go. And I did. If my girl says, I listen. I danced without any sense of rhythm. What made people notice me and dance along and hoot and whistle is my genuine earnestness to dance and the infectious enthusiasm.
It worked and I dance better now moving my feet to the rhythm.
It’s all about that initial floor fear and then, it is a piece of cake.
Heard of friendship anniversary? Megan has.
And she was there to tie me a friendship band and gifted me a bunch of flowers. Sweet of her. She wasn’t surprised I don’t know about this day. Aaliyah promptly reminded Megan that I remember our love anniversary jus’ because she has the habit of reminding me a day in advance.
When two girls meet to discuss anniversaries, inevitably the blame goes on the guy. Well, I deserve it though.
You know who is my biggest inspiration? Myself.
I am not being pompous here. I am just being truthful. I have admonished myself when I had failed because of my mistakes and I have admired myself when I had beaten the odds and come out on top. When I am pushed to a corner, I remind myself of those tough days and the ultimate victory and I am pumped up to give it my best shot. I have lived my life this way and will so in the future. Hope you do too.
On the way out, do visit Editor Bob’s Blog (Mondays and Thursdays) and leave a comment. I would like that.
Take care.
Bob
