Today was golf with Hubby, Dad and Cynde.
I pulled out a hat to protect my post ski-instructor skin and stared at myself in the mirror. The hat was pink; which is now my new favorite color but it had a smiley logo on the front.....Life is Good...
I stared at the cheerful life is good face before me; so very annoyed at the smiling nonchalant, never-had-a-care-in-the-world face.
The hat just stared back. The hat mocked me, Life is good my left pinky toe.
Oh come on. I said to the hat.
Well isn't it? The hat said back.
Hmmmm.....I can think of better...isn't it presumptuous to proclaim life is good all the time? Because it's not....life is not good all of the time....sometimes life is sad, and confusing, and really, not very good at all.....crappy, even.
Not so sure about that, I'm just a hat; doing my hat thing, sitting in the drawer.....not so sure about life-statements because underneath I am only cotton..... donning a cute, cheerful quote. Doesn't it make you feel better to know this hat thinks life is good?
And besides....you pulled me out of the drawer. Who's talking to who here? May I mention, once again....I'm a hat.
The hat grinned back at me again.
Stupid, cheerful hat.
I decided I didn't need the hassle. I put the hat back in the drawer and pulled out my J. Crew fishing hat...
Because life is fish....or something like that.
For Sale: One pink Life is Good hat with an attitude.