What Have You Got?

Uncle Bubba is on the road again. He's been fighting off the blues because being away from his Sweet Pea for one moment is unbearable. He's learned a few tricks to keep readjusting his attitude and to keep him distracted from missing his beautiful bride. He stays busy, no grass grows under his feet. He's a shy feller but he tries to stay around people, at least enough to keep from becoming isolated in his own thoughts. For example, he went out to dinner with his coworkers and a good time was had by all... almost. He noticed a good looking, middle aged couple sitting across the room at the bar and discerned by there body language that they were uncomfortable with one another. Throughout the evening he occasionally glanced in their direction and could see that, with their hand gestures, they were having a low boiling argument. They would spat and then look away from one another for long periods of time. I hurt Bubbie's heart to see their trouble. He wanted to go over and say to them, "Think about your history and what you have, and what it would be like if you lost it. Do you think it can't happen? Consider how hard it is to find someone that you're compatible with. Maybe when you do you'll find that you have a lot of reasons to stay together. Is it worth fighting to get your own way and making each other sad to get it? If it cost you everything I bet it isn't." He thought about how much he missed his Sweet Pea and how precious his time is when he can be with her. In Bubbie's view, we should only be fighting to do all we can to keep a great and loving relationship. He and his group finished their dinner and they all arose to leave. Bubbie looked over at the couple one last time before walking towards the door. He secretly wished them each the best. He wondered if they would ever learn that they will only get what they most want when they become completely devoted to one another. He politely held the door for his friends before passing through it himself, closing the door on another day and getting him one day closer to getting home to his true love; Sweet Pea.

I Know Everything

It seems like we're living in the age where we know everything or at least too much, and Uncle Bubba is not so sure that he likes that. He doesn't want to know everything; like we know what's in hotdogs and we don't want to eat them anymore, or if we do it's just a little more difficult to enjoy them. Do we really have to know everything? Does it make things better? In the case of food, we are given all of the nutritional information right on the label and yet we're getting fatter; like the more we know the fatter we get. My grandparents each meat and potatoes cooked with lard, fried eggs and bacon, pies and cakes, three teaspoons of sugar in their coffee and lived long lives. They weren't fat. They also weren't aware that their diet was bad for them. It's seems that now we know what we eat will make us fat so our brains go, "OK, I guess I'll be fat!" It's like when Wile E. Coyote runs off of a cliff and he's doing fine until the roadrunner points out that he's not on the ground anymore.

You here it all the time; if your this age you should feel like this, if your that age you should feel like that. OK, back in the day they were also moving. They weren't parked in front of a TV or a computer screen. They gardened, they went hunting and fishing, they didn't have power steering and automatic transmissions in their vehicles so a trip wasn't like riding in a plush recliner like we have today. In Bubbie's view, not all progress is good for us. Yeah the world changes and we either keep up or get left behind, but as Bubbie's mama used to say, "If your friends jumped off of a cliff, would you jump off too?" Bubbie knows enough to keep things in balance. He knows everything in life is better in moderation.