Football Epilogue

This evening, my girlfriend and I picked up a potentially interesting hobby and activity: ballroom dancing. This momentous evening came out of my looking for an interesting birthday present for her. I wanted to find something simple, but fun and hopefully memorable. I chose the gift to be from  Fred Astaire dance studio(s)  largely on account of there being a  Groupon  available. What could be better than dragging my uncoordinated buttocks out onto the dance floor? As a couple of my old football teammates can attest, I have a knack for stepping on and probably even mutilating toes. I think I've even inadvertently stepped on my kids' toes a disproportionately high number of times. Sadly, it's not because I have size 14 feet. I've worn a humble size 11 since high school. I think it could really be a coordination thing.   I'll even argue that I possess some amount of rhythm as I do play guitar and know my way around a drum kit. I can just over, under or o...

My sister got married this weekend. It was an excellent celebration. I was asked to assist with the ceremony and even became an ordained minister through The American Marriage Ministries  and register with the county to be able to sign the paperwork (anyone need to get married?). It was good and tiring. In the words of my fifth grader who was a junior groomsman, "it's much more enjoyable to be a wedding guest than in the wedding party". More work indeed, but there are few times the family is the center of attention and it was nice to catch up with old neighbors and friends. I did leave the ceremony a little sad though. Sad in realizing that my kids are growing and sad in learning that there seems to be a transition between 2nd and 3rd grade that makes kids notably more bashful. I'm referring to my daughter. The last few years she was a bright spot for me at wedding receptions. Her and I would hit the dance floor and I would twirl her and toss her in our own little c...