Top of the Morning May 22

TOP OF THE MORNING | MAY 22

Good Morning Monday!

May is zooming by, isn’t it? Blink and it’ll be August.  Figuratively…

Totally enjoyed hand-picking today’s 12.  Fun + Fascinating + Happiness.  Hope you enjoy, as well.

Here we go – click away:

DEAR GRADUATING CLASS
BY STEPHANIE HAYES

Dear Graduates: Here’s What No One Tells You

To this year’s graduating classes, shaking hands with deans and principals, crying with friends you swear to never forget, perched on the precipice of discovery:  Here’s what no one tells you.

Life is pretty boring.

This isn’t the typical wisdom of speeches packed with positive and negative terminals, mistakes and triumphs.  Sure, the highs and lows are real.  You will love wildly and grind someone’s heart through a blender, maybe your own.  You’ll have jobs you hate and jobs you like and maybe jobs you love.  Perhaps you’ll welcome screaming infants into the world, racking up those fat, breathless moments the speeches promise like a yellow puppy in a holiday gift box.

But.

You will also have a pair of saggy, ancient sneakers with a singular purpose:  climbing on the roof three times a year to blow mud and leaves out of the gutters.  Not in a fun euphemistic way.

You will load your bills into an Excel spreadsheet with notes that read, “Charged directly to Capital One, but can get 3x points via Chase Southwest, should I transfer.”

You’ll think, “I can’t remember the last time I cleaned the counter behind the toaster,” and you’ll clean the counter behind the toaster. You’ll glimpse a pinhole of elation when coffee goes BOGO.  You’ll be tempted buy the BOGO granola bars, too, but remember you already have granola bars at the house.

You’ll Google:  Chicken thigh slow cooker.  Weird rattle air conditioner.  Rash on arms detergent.  Escrow what is.  Expiration date hummus real?  Smell in carpet.

You’ll say things like, “The commute isn’t so bad as long as I leave before rush hour and have a podcast.”   You’ll say this at a party.  Speaking of, you will attend a dozen parties you’ll remember and 200 you forget.

You might visit the Terracotta Army in Xi’an, China, or pose before the Taj Mahal, but more likely, you’ll have a favorite parking space at a Firehouse Subs, one with easy access to exit at the light.  You will feel abiding comfort while sitting in this space, and you won’t be able to explain why.  This space is true and real.

You’ll have a favorite burner on the stove, too, a mug, a pair of socks, a brand of turkey, a gas station, a spoon.  You will have a favorite spoon!  Not too small, not too big, smooth texture, substantial in the hand.

You’ll lose touch with people, and won’t understand why.  No one did anything.  Maybe that’s why.

You’ll miss the magic you once felt at holidays.  These pageants will feel like work, expensive, laden with tinsel and emotional labor.  That loss will be painful at first.  Eventually, though, you’ll understand that magic is a limited resource, that it must flow  to others.  That exchange is its own kind of magic.

You’ll realize that the mundane moments aren’t the antithesis of dreams but the backbone.  Because one day, while you’re folding the same basket of sweatpants you fold every week, considering the people and trinkets and music you’ve patched into your life while searching for the positive terminals, you might feel a different kind of wonder.

The thrills are only stitches in the fabric, holding together repetitive, endless reams of ordinary beauty.  You’ll put the socks in your favorite drawer, stand before the fridge eating a handful of your favorite shredded fiesta cheese, plop down on your favorite sofa, pull your favorite pillow over your lap the way you have a thousand times, and you will just be.

Isn’t that something?

~ Stephanie Hayes is a columnist at the Tampa Bay Times in Florida COPYRIGHT 2023 CREATORS.COM

HAPPINESS EQUALS REALITY MINUS EXPECTATIONS

HAVE A GREAT START OF THE WEEK.
SEE YA WEDNESDAY

12 replies
  1. Marty says:

    Interesting article on “Smelling Rain”. Let’s call it gifts that some people have. My own mother could smell pancreatic cancer even before a diagnosis. I recall Jean Driscoll and her husband visiting my parents and when they left my Mom says to Dad, “Jean has pancreatic cancer.” This was a month or two before Jean was diagnosed. How did she know? “When I was 5 years old my grandpa had pancreatic cancer and that same small came back to me when Jean was sitting here.” It causes me to think we all have hidden gifts waiting to surface at the perfect moment.

    • Dixie Lee Bostick says:

      Marty,
      Thank you for sharing your mother’s gift of smelling pancreatic cancer. That gift is truly an anomaly. My superpower is my sense of smell; Cheryl knows this very well about me. I can smell the rain before it rains, and I love that smell. I can also sense when Spring time is approaching. Fragrances can take me back to a place in time, both good and bad memories. Thank you for being so supportive of the Daymaker and your engagement! Warm regards, Dixie

  2. Calvin Christensen says:

    In 2015 my wife won a trip to New York City to see a Broadway show and some other fun things and we went to the Metropolitan Museum of modern Art and there was a fella in there. They didn’t have any britches on and I didn’t think it was decent for the little kids to see, so I held my head up in front of his private parts and the lady from the museum got all upset and told me do not touch any part of that statue with your cowboy hat.
    I told her I was going to go to Walmart and buy some underpants for that feller because there’s little kids walking through that museum. 😂😂😂😂😂😂

    • Calvin Christensen says:

      I did not proofread before I posted what I posted above. I used my black Cowboy hat to try to hide that statue’s private parts so little kids did not see “it”

      • Cheryl clarson says:

        Calvin – your story is GREATNESS. So cool that the article about impressive statues/sculptures from around the world took you back to this memory and story. Thank you for sharing. You’re a Daymaker and we appreciate you. Have a great day!

    • Dixie Lee Bostick says:

      Greatness, Calvin! Thank you for sharing. My thoughts are faster than my fingers, and I always leave out words. Your support is greatly appreciated.
      Dixie Lee

  3. Chris says:

    I would totally DANCE! and In my early yrs I worked at Kodak in Rochester…..the beat goes on-

    C

  4. Carol says:

    I loved how unselfconscious people were about dancing in public! And the Flight to Nowhere – so funny! And Stephanie’s message to grads – well, somebody has to prepare them for the real world!!! Another fun-filled issue. Thank you, thank you!

    • Cheryl clarson says:

      Thanks, Carol – so delighted you had fun with the issue!

      No kidding, the people were dancing with so much free-spirit happiness! I loved it big time. The Flight to Nowhere was such a non-stop giggle for me. Yep, welcome to the World, Grads, indeed!

      So grateful for you Carol – thanks for reading + commenting! Makes my day.

    • Dixie Lee Bostick says:

      Hi Carol!
      We appreciate your support and are so glad you are enjoying The Daymaker! Please share if you are inclined. Also, note that we are on Facebook if you would like to connect with us there too!

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