Betsy tickled pink about her bowling success or laughing at my 'Bat Cape'. One or the other.
Recently, Betsy bowled in a local Special Olympics event. She got to use this fancy-fangled contraption at the smelly bowling alley to help give her ball the momentum it needed to get down the lane. Since then, bowling has become a favorite activity of hers, and luckily, ever since St.Louis County passed the "Smoke-Free" legislation, the lanes are much more enjoyable.
It got me thinking that we could all use a thing-a-ma-jig to help give us momentum. To get our figurative ball rolling. For me, it's my husband, my sister, my mom, my friends. Even music, or my camera, or a good book, or a long run.
I prefer an honest, good hearted shove in the right direction. But, I've learned, sometimes you have to ask for it. People aren't mind readers. But, boy, oh boy, sometimes I wish they were.
I'm not sure why I wrote this, but I'm bored. The snow continues here, as it is everywhere. 49 out of the 50 states have seen it in some form or another. I love winter, but I'm cold to my bones, and for the first time in forever, I'm ready for spring in January.
I need a vacation.