Not Tonight, Dear...

Some things just don’t work out the way we plan them. Appointments get missed, kids get sick, cars break down. Life is, well... life. We can plan all we want (and planning ahead is a good thing!), but ultimately, we are not really in control. We can deceive ourselves into thinking that we are. We can conjure up grand illusions of being important enough or powerful enough to influence the universe, when there are times when we are hardly able to control ourselves...

I had grand plans tonight. I intended to take Candace out for dinner at our favorite little italian bistro. They have great food, a killer wine list and an ambience that screams passionate romance. It is a good place to take the woman of my dreams. We didn’t go. My hurried, rushed, plate-spinning life appeared seamless and smooth, but I was neglecting the important fine china. Instead of a night out, it was a night in... kids doing school work, fire in the hearth, a bottle of Zin breathing in the bottle and glasses...

All the great stuff out there is really not much to speak of when we really look at it. Most of those plates deserve to crash to the ground. Everything I have ever wanted is in this very room. We laughed, we cried, we listened to beautiful music from our children’s fingertips.

How is that for some scattered thoughts?