And no, I'm not referring to that obnoxious show on ESPN.
We haven't posted on our blog in months but it's been due to technical difficulties. It has to do with our old version of linux not playing nicely with the new version of blogger but apparently blogger felt bad for us old school people and fixed whatever was wrong.
I've tried to update our list of videos and hopefully can start posting other things soon. . .
Perhaps you are relieved. Perhaps you are disappointed. But either way, there it is. :-)
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
A Bubble Kind of Day
Today I was driving Maggie to school and she commented on the traffic and how heavy it was on one side of the street, heading downtown. So we had a nice conversation about commutes and rush hours and things like that. I told her about when I lived in Seattle and how bad the traffic could get there. And she was appropriately impressed. She made some comment about how bad it must be to live there with all that traffic. I quickly spoke in Seattle's defense and said that it was a great city and that I got used to the traffic.
Then I told her a story about one of the ways I used to keep a light heart in the heavy traffic. I attended many weddings while I lived there and when I received one of those little bottles of bubbles, I would keep it in my car. Then, I'd wait for some REALLY bad traffic. The kind when you aren't moving. When people act like a tunnel is an excuse to forget how to drive. When everyone is getting tense around you. . .
Then, I would roll down my window and start blowing bubbles!
And then I would look in my mirror to watch the expressions of the people around me. They would smile! Laugh! In the middle of a traffic jam in morning rush hour in Seattle!
Maggie loved that story. And I always liked it too. At the time, I just thought of it as a way to lighten my mood. Because you can't be mad and blow bubbles at the same time. You just can't. Go ahead. Try it. I dare you!
But as I related this story to Maggie I realized that there is a life application here. As I told Maggie, bad things happen to us everyday. Little annoyances, things that don't go our way. And we have a choice about how we react to it. We can upset. We can let it ruin our day.
Or, we can blow bubbles.
As Maggie got out of the car at school, we prayed that when faced with the choice of how to react to something today we would choose to blow bubbles!
Then I told her a story about one of the ways I used to keep a light heart in the heavy traffic. I attended many weddings while I lived there and when I received one of those little bottles of bubbles, I would keep it in my car. Then, I'd wait for some REALLY bad traffic. The kind when you aren't moving. When people act like a tunnel is an excuse to forget how to drive. When everyone is getting tense around you. . .
Then, I would roll down my window and start blowing bubbles!
And then I would look in my mirror to watch the expressions of the people around me. They would smile! Laugh! In the middle of a traffic jam in morning rush hour in Seattle!
Maggie loved that story. And I always liked it too. At the time, I just thought of it as a way to lighten my mood. Because you can't be mad and blow bubbles at the same time. You just can't. Go ahead. Try it. I dare you!
But as I related this story to Maggie I realized that there is a life application here. As I told Maggie, bad things happen to us everyday. Little annoyances, things that don't go our way. And we have a choice about how we react to it. We can upset. We can let it ruin our day.
Or, we can blow bubbles.
As Maggie got out of the car at school, we prayed that when faced with the choice of how to react to something today we would choose to blow bubbles!
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