A life in 6 words
That was the gauntlet thrown down by our beloved Kate, and I tried to rise to the occasion. I will confess, I had quite a bit of difficulty. I even appealed to mom for assistance.
The one that kept running through my head was: "Bad haircuts grow out. Thank God." That's because this week, I got a haircut that wasn't bad, per se, but my bangs are now entirely too short. I look like a schoolgirl from the 50's. Which, if you are a fan of Lily Allen, may seem like a design choice. However, Lily Allen I am not, thankyouverymuch. In fact, I don't even like her, so the short bangs thing is not the look I was going for. Oh well. They'll grow.
What I finally settled on (which kind of falls into the whole bad haircut thing too, if you twist your head to the side and look at it just right) is this:
Life: organized chaos and accidental adventures.
That pretty much sums it all up. Life certainly doesn't go the way you plan. If it did, I'd be living on a ranch in Arizona right now with a husband I married at the age of 26, and two kids that I had at the ages of 28 and 30 (through pregnancy and childbirth, of course). I'd also be an archaeologist and would have found the lost city of Atlantis. But alas (I did that for you Kate), life did not turn out as I planned. However, through a series of fortuitous accidents and chaotic adventures, my life organized itself into exactly what it should be.
Plus, accidental adventures are much more fun than planned ones, don't you think? We had such an adventure today. Jeff, the kids and I went on a hike to a regional park recommended by a friend. We pulled out the park map, and began our hike to "Little Yosemite." Except that we took the wrong trail. We thought we were on the right trail, until we saw a sign indicating that we were now walking parallel and above of where we really wanted to be. Oh well, we thought. We'll take this trail and see where it leads. Not the best idea, as it turns out. The path led to a smaller trail, which we followed through increasingly rugged terrain. We were crawling under low branches, weaving through poison oak bushes, and stepping over rotting logs. Finally, we dead-ended at a creek, which while quite lovely, was not part of any trail in the park. Apparently we had wondered off onto a deer path.
Never one to back-track, Jeff scouted his way across the creek, and found an abandoned campsite which was next to a dirt road. We gingerly led the kids across the creek, over slippery, algae covered boulders. I looked down and saw clumps of little leeches clinging to the rocks and swaying in the current. I did NOT want any of us to fall into that water! At last (again for you, Kate), we made it safely across and onto the dirt road. Which, as it turns out, led us to the Little Yosemite area we were headed for in the first place.
So you see? Even though we took an entirely different path than the one we planned, we still wound up right where we wanted to be.
The one that kept running through my head was: "Bad haircuts grow out. Thank God." That's because this week, I got a haircut that wasn't bad, per se, but my bangs are now entirely too short. I look like a schoolgirl from the 50's. Which, if you are a fan of Lily Allen, may seem like a design choice. However, Lily Allen I am not, thankyouverymuch. In fact, I don't even like her, so the short bangs thing is not the look I was going for. Oh well. They'll grow.
What I finally settled on (which kind of falls into the whole bad haircut thing too, if you twist your head to the side and look at it just right) is this:
Life: organized chaos and accidental adventures.
That pretty much sums it all up. Life certainly doesn't go the way you plan. If it did, I'd be living on a ranch in Arizona right now with a husband I married at the age of 26, and two kids that I had at the ages of 28 and 30 (through pregnancy and childbirth, of course). I'd also be an archaeologist and would have found the lost city of Atlantis. But alas (I did that for you Kate), life did not turn out as I planned. However, through a series of fortuitous accidents and chaotic adventures, my life organized itself into exactly what it should be.
Plus, accidental adventures are much more fun than planned ones, don't you think? We had such an adventure today. Jeff, the kids and I went on a hike to a regional park recommended by a friend. We pulled out the park map, and began our hike to "Little Yosemite." Except that we took the wrong trail. We thought we were on the right trail, until we saw a sign indicating that we were now walking parallel and above of where we really wanted to be. Oh well, we thought. We'll take this trail and see where it leads. Not the best idea, as it turns out. The path led to a smaller trail, which we followed through increasingly rugged terrain. We were crawling under low branches, weaving through poison oak bushes, and stepping over rotting logs. Finally, we dead-ended at a creek, which while quite lovely, was not part of any trail in the park. Apparently we had wondered off onto a deer path.
Never one to back-track, Jeff scouted his way across the creek, and found an abandoned campsite which was next to a dirt road. We gingerly led the kids across the creek, over slippery, algae covered boulders. I looked down and saw clumps of little leeches clinging to the rocks and swaying in the current. I did NOT want any of us to fall into that water! At last (again for you, Kate), we made it safely across and onto the dirt road. Which, as it turns out, led us to the Little Yosemite area we were headed for in the first place.
So you see? Even though we took an entirely different path than the one we planned, we still wound up right where we wanted to be.
I LOVE IT!!
(Actually, I love the bad haircut one, too...)
And, thank you for my gifts of alas and at last. ;>
Well, I have no idea who Lily Allen is, but I hope I get to see the bangs before they grow out! Glad I could help with your 6-word life story.
I hate bad haircuts! Hope it grows out fast.
Brilliant, BOTH of them!
I'm still working on my 6.
I like what you actually picked.
Excellent final line - so true. Sorry about the bad cut - I frequently fight the battle of bad bangs and lose.
So TRUE.
Sums up life well.
Yes I couldn't agree more! And now whenever someone bitches to me about changes in life I always say that sometimes what you end up getting is way better than what you wished for in the first place! Loved the hike story!