You're out somewhere and you meet someone new. Perhaps you're in a waiting room, say for the chiropractor because your back is all manner of ow, and you strike up a conversation with someone. They ask about children, you tell them more than they really wanted to hear. You return the favor and ask them about their family, upon which they pull out their wallet and proudly show you some pictures. But, and you know it's coming, they say, "These pictures are old." "How old," you ask? They explain that they're at least three years out of date. Additional conversation ensues as they explain, "how much they've changed" since those old pictures were taken.
Interactions like the one above used to be so common. You'd encounter someone who is very enthusiastic and wants to show you and tell you all about their family or pets or favorite bonsai trees. They would whip out their wallet and start going through the little picture insert that was available on every wallet for sale for so long. But that's all changed now.
Do wallets even come with the photo inserts any more? Because who goes with inserts when there's a cell phone or iPad or even laptop available in close proximity that has not three or four pictures, but scads of them. More pictures than you could possibly even begin to go through, even if you were staying for the duration of the holiday season.
And out of date, old photos? These days, you're more likely to run into the, "This was my grandson who lives out of the country and here he is enjoying his breakfast from two hours ago."
The Big Boy Update: Sandy. How is it he manages to get so much sand into his shoes at school? They're not open toed. He has on thick, wintery socks. And yet every day he manages to bring home at least three-eights of the playground sand in his shoes.
The Tiny Girl Chronicles: Muddy. How is it on the same playground my son is trouncing around in the sand, my daughter seems to find dirty muddy mess? She can get her fluffy pink and white jacket's sleeves so dirty in a single short playground session that I'm not sure if the fluffy, pink and white jacket I sent her to school in was really pink and white to start.
Fitness Update: Five miles. Always nice to run before Monday's weigh-in. It's a bit of a way to cheat on the weekly pound verification because an hour of running will drop off some handy weight in sweat.
Someone Once Said: Money is truthful. If a man speaks of his honor, make him pay cash.
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