A friend posted a Cat in the Hat meme that said:
“Will it rain?
Will it snow?
I live in Wisconsin!
I do not know!”
I responded:
I do not know,
nor do I care.
I will go out
everywhere.
Snow is good,
sun is fun,
and we like
the combination!
I will eat cheese.
You will drink beer.
And we’ll not know
the time of year.
We do not fret,
we do not fuss.
We will hang out,
just the Wisconsinus.
Some guy named Spencer McFarland made this comment, captured in a meme (which many woman are gleefully reposting) :
Advice To Girls (ironic the advice is given by a man!)
My wife responded:
“I’d rather not be loud and gross and take up space. I’d rather be calm and clean and be present or off doing what I want. I’d rather not be snide and sarcastic. I’d rather be loving and kind. I’d rather be helpful, kind and respectful of everyone … including myself. I don’t need to say no to everyone but I also don’t need an excuse to say no if I’d rather use my time a different way.”
My response to my wife?
I enjoy having a wife/
who doesn’t plot or scheme,/
or need a Facebook meme, /
to tell her how to live her life
She’s got nothin’ to say.
In my loneliness I can tell,
I’m under her spell,
But her checkmark is grey.*
[*Facebook instant messenger has a blue check when the message is read, a grey check when it hasn’t been read.]
When you don’t know what/
you did wrong, it’s easy to/
forget* and move on.
OR
*forgive
Our household flys a few flags
outside of our doors.
Often just one or two.
Sometimes a few more.
In season there’s Packers, Badgers,
Brewers and Sounders flags, too.
Sometimes there’s an M’s or a “12” banner.
But there’s always the Red, White and Blue.
Old Glory waves proudly
from the dawn’s early light
and on through the sunset and dark,
when we shine her up with spotlights.
No matter what sport we might be cheering or involved in,
our house wants folks to know how much we love our great Nation.
My wife is so patriotic she wrote a book about freedom. Find out about “Restoring Liberty” here.
How strange to glance
at my kitchen window
and see
a reflection formed by tree branch,
clouds, sky and leaves;
a smiling Marilyn Monroe
gazing whimsically
down at me.
When I consider
all that may be gained or lost,
I far too seldom
think of the opportunity cost.
Playing soccer or baseball
was never a bad thing,
but I never once asked
what eternal growth they’d bring.
I can think of many times
I went to play in the sun.
But the more valuable games
were those with more than just fun.
It’s the eternal things which must be considered and weighed
to decide if time is well spent, or just frittered away.
Based on a April 2019 General Conference talk by Elder Dallin H. Oaks.
If you have to say,/
In a self-right way, you’re “woke”,/
Then you’re still dreaming.
The music which flows/
from her soul knows* what her mind/
can’t articulate.
OR
*shows
You may,
on the daily,
learn what He wants you
to do.
You may
obey
His call,
but that’s all.
Then what?
Do you sit on your butt?
Do you fill in your life’s gaps
with mindless crap?
I could delight
and write.
Creation
might bring my soul elation.
Or do I waste time
doing things less sublime?
Creating my inner “duuuuuhhhh”
with social media?
Or watch sports,
or comedy shorts,
or other junk to see
on TV?
When I do nichts
it makes my heart sick.
When I create
my soul feels great!
So why
don’t I
at least try?