It’s a time of trying new things. I went to an IHOP. What do I want to eat? Well, I was in the mood for eggs, pancakes, and a grilled cheese sandwich. What did I order? I got eggs, pancakes, and a grilled cheese sandwich. I forgot to get a side of salsa for my eggs, but the waiter dropped off some Tabasco sauce. Did I like Tabasco on my eggs? I’d seen others eat it that way. I’d never tried it.
I like Tabasco sauce on my eggs. Quite a bit, actually.
And then there’s the pancakes and syrup. I usually grab a bottle of syrup at random from the end of the table. There’s Maple, Blueberry, Boysenberry and Pecan. I usually grab the Blueberry and say to myself, “I like Blueberry pancakes!” And then I have the mild disappointment of realizing Blueberry syrup is not equal to Blueberry pancakes. Every time I would realize this like it was the first time I was realizing this.
So after I was riding the thrill of discovering the wonders of Tabasco eggs, I reach for the Boysenberry. You know what? I liked that better than my standard Blueberry! That means that next time we gotta go with the Pecan. That might be even better (dare to dream!).
I should mention that eggs, pancakes, and a grilled cheese sandwich are more than an adult should consume in one sitting. I didn’t feel like eating dinner that night. Next time we’ll skip the grilled cheese sandwich. But knowing is half the battle (GI Joe!).
Recently, I had been itching at the side of my face. Not because it itched, but because there was a bump there. What is that thing? I looked at my face in the mirror and tilted my head so I could examine the bump. That’s a birthmark! How long had that been there? Probably only 40 years, or so. Maybe 41. It had always been covered my sideburns, which the stylist took away with my last cut. It’s a bit strange to see something that’s been there all along. And at this age!
I mentioned my new discoveries to my friend, Alicia. Her first question was am I discovering what I like in my current life, or my preferences for the first time? I don’t know on that one. I really don’t. I mean, I’ve never tried Tabasco on my eggs, for instance. Not once. In 41 years.
I’m also trying guitar… for the first time. Hard stuff. Mad props to those of you who have made it look easy all these years.
And I like Romance movies, by the way. I know, right? I was as shocked as you. But I think I get it. We like the idea that we might be fated to find exactly the right person and the right relationship. It could be that person over there plunging the toilet. And then we get to live vicariously through the on-screen couple who are oh-so cute together. I have main-lined many a romance movie on Netflix lately. Who knew? I certainly didn’t. It’s rather mystifying.
I guess my point is that you don’t know where life is going. Well I mean, we know the final destination, but we don’t know what twists you will find along the way. I heard a really good line in a movie I saw recently. The movie was horrible, but the line was good:
“You get one coin in life. You can spend it on anything, but you can only spend it once.”
I would add to that, “Life’s a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.”