I remember making a joke to a college friend about something we didn’t like, “UGH, that’s a sin AND a crime!” We laughed, and it became a recurring comment. DH and I will sometimes make that comment as a joke, but other times we’ll use it to see where we stand on other value litmus tests. Jaywalking at an empty intersection? Crime but no sin. Nasty gossip? Sin but no crime.
It has been interesting to use it as a discussion point with the kids when having serious conversations that revolve around values.
Friday fun topic: do you have an unusual hobby – perhaps something that you’re obsessive about that those around you don’t find as interesting? Did you turn it into a profession or is it something that just makes you happy?
Topic suggestion: How I lost my cellphone and was SOL because of it. Subtopic: How my kid lost their cellphone and was SOL because of it and how their problem then became my problem. Sub subtopic: what’s your contingency plan for when you lose your cellphone and suddenly find yourself SOL because of it.
Some people have a negative reaction to the word moist. My least favorite word is whimsy. I think of whimsical decorations like Annalee dolls or similar and I cringe.
Some favorites are prescient, penultimate and stasis, though I am at a loss to explain why they make me so happy.
Friday fun topic: The bad news is _______. The good news is _______.
The bad news is the freezer isn’t keeping things completely frozen. The good news is the ice cream is *perfect*, no need to wait for it to melt a bit before eating.
We’ve all had one of these happen at some point. What was your silver lining?
How do you keep yourself from letting negative thoughts intrude on your day? There are days when I feel bulletproof – negativity and drama will roll right off me. Other days I am rattled by small things, and when I find myself rattled I scold myself for being rattled and a downward spiral begins. When you find yourself in one of those moods, how do you pull yourself out?
What are your favorite silly jokes? This one still cracks me up:
A skeleton walks into a bar. Bartender says, “What’ll ya have?” Skeleton says, “Gimme a beer…and a mop.”
Gets me every time.