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#5: People Who Take Life too Seriously are No Fun to Be Around

[Before we get started, enjoy this lovely photo of a gnome holding a tiny frog while standing guard over a mushroom:]

One thing I’ve always prided my self on is that I’M the fun one – the one that brings life to the party and lightens the mood. Almost to a fault. While I’ve never viewed myself as the class clown, I do believe that everyone else is far to serious and it’s up to me to bring them down to a base level of life’s little pleasures.

Or so I thought until this past Saturday. [But before we get to that, enjoy this photo of a cute cat sleeping:]

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This is my kitten, Cookie. She likes to nap.

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Back to this past Saturday – I was at my daughter’s latest swim meet. As vice president of the club, whenever I am at an event there’s a non-stop flow of parents asking questions about everything (most of which are on our team website). I was sitting next to another dad who is a close friend of mine. When the meet was almost over he turned and asked if I was okay. I asked why, and he said that he had noticed over recent months that I was cheering for the kids less and being crabby and complaining more. Me? No way. Then, on the way out, one of the swimblings (as the younger siblings of the swimmers have come to be known) asked if I had any candy and I about snapped her head off (I’m known as the “candy guy” because I always bring it to meets to share with everyone). Well, I made her cry…not on purpose, but it made me stop and think a little. Not too much though; until the next day – Father’s Day by the way – when my daughter mentioned we don’t do cool stuff as much and she just wanted to go and kick the ball in the street with me. Hold on, was I becoming the no-fun way too serious guy??

[How about a random picture of flowers?]

Even though I’m not currently working, I am very busy. I am taking a full load of classes in school. I am working 30+ hours per week as vice president of the swim club (self-imposed, but I do have time available to do it). I have a two story, five-bedroom house with a HUGE yard to maintain (trust me, as a single father it’s a ton of work to keep up on). After my weekend I began looking at the things I have going on and how I’ve been processing them. Like many of us I turned to the internet and ended up spending a large amount of time on Chris Combs’ website. He’s a little extreme and I’ve always enjoyed his stuff. One article I read really struck home for me: 17 Reasons Not to Take Life Too Seriously. You should check it out – he has some very sound advice. Some of it is humorous, some of it is harder hitting, some of it comes with a language warning if swearing offends you, and some is even wrong (Seinfeld does not belong on this list. Worst show ever. It’s my blog so I can say that).

#7: Life is more fun when you don’t take it so seriously. After a few days of self-reflection and talking to those with opinions I value, my conclusion is that I am taking EVERYTHING far too seriously and it’s showing. It’s not where I want to be. Yes, life isn’t a big joke festival, but I shouldn’t be causing those I know to not enjoy my company. My temper shouldn’t be making little girls cry (that one hurts. A lot). My daughter shouldn’t be commenting on my behavior either. Going forward, I’m going to step back a bit and really review what’s important and how I react to it. I’m going to force myself to do irrelevant, quirky things like I did in the past (such as adding random photos to my blog post) and refocus on smaller, happier things. We’ll see how it goes…the point is that I’m really going to try.

What do I want you, my reader, to take from all of this? It’s very simple: take a step back and really look at yourself, your behaviors, and attitudes. Hopefully I’ve convinced you to try and take things a little less seriously. We will all benefit from it!

Baking 101

Today is the last day of MDST 485 and we are having a pot luck. I couldn’t decide what to bring and then I realized it has been forever since I’ve baked anything and I should bring homemade cookies to class.

I have always loved baking. My favorite books are recipe books. I check them out of the library, borrow them from family, buy them at antique and thrift stores, and receive cookbooks as gifts. I am known in my family as the birthday cake maker. One of my Christmas traditions is to bake with my mother and sisters each year. I binge watch shows like The Great British Baking Show. I bake cupcakes for my friends to bring to work on their birthdays. I love bringing new treats in for co-workers to sample.

So why was the last thing I baked holiday sweets in December?

I can not remember.

This morning I texted my husband from work asking him to collect all the ingredients needed to make Reese’s Chewy Chocolate Cookies. I even felt creative enough to modify the recipe; removing the cocoa powder and adding Hershey’s Chocolate Chips.

Once I got home, I lined up all the ingredients on the counter & preheated the oven…
And then realized I was missing something critical…
Then I realized I forgot my computer…

I was going to document the process for a blog – duh – two birds one stone. So I grabbed my computer and started typing…

Next thing I knew…

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The dough was good to go…

My husband had creamed the butter sugar and flour. Sifted in the dry ingredients. And beat in the Reese’s and Hershey’s chips. While I was typing and homeworking he worked his magic.

Now one thing about my husband is he is a very literal man – if you say “toss me the remote” he tosses you the remote – he reminds me of Amelia Bedelia sometimes; so I was not surprised when…

7 minutes later I no longer smell vanilla goodness but burning badness…

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Things don't always go as planned

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He had followed the recipe exactly minus the cocoa powder, adding the extra chips. My thought with modifying the recipe was to add more flour to replace the dry element of the cocoa powder… Did I say that out loud? Of course not.

So we tossed the blobs, added more flour to the remaining dough, and gave them a second go.

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Attempt 2

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They look edible and taste great! I can’t wait to see what my classmates think about the finished product 🙂

Now the problem is it is 5:15pm on Thursday… I have 45 minutes to bake 3 dozen cookies and get to class… hmmmmm

Final Thoughts:

Maybe I should not bake like I am a contestant on a timed baking competition and give myself a bit more time than I gave myself today…

Maybe one of the reasons I haven’t baked in the last 6 months is creative failure…

Maybe the reason I receive cookbooks as gifts is more of a hint than I ever realized…

And no the picture of cook books at the top of the blog is not mine. All of my baking supplies are packed and stored while we live with my in-laws.