Is there anything that doesn’t suck right now? I mean, really… anything. The bad news keeps piling up, and I’m looking for some hope in here, and it’s either not there, or it’s buried under enough bad that digging for it doesn’t really feel worth it.
Good news? My kids are happy and healthy, after about two weeks of sore throats, coughs, and other general malaise.
Fortunately, they’re generally very healthy, so when they get a cold or other mild illness, it really kicks our asses. I have no idea how people cope with kids who are constantly in and out of the hospital …
Maybe this wasn’t the kind of “good news” you were looking for, but it’s certainly good news in this household.
Something specific bothering you, Kevin?
How about this? Quit watching the news for a week or two. It’s not like the world will suddenly end if you just quit paying attention for a while, but I bet it would do wonders for your heartrate and your general well-being. Concentrate on your family, concentrate on getting over being sick, concentrate on how lucky you are to even have kids at all, to have a wife who loves you. Concentrate on how damn lucky you are that generally, as far as things go, you’re usually healthy and happy and surrounded by people who love you. THAT’S good news, and not something all of us can claim – I mean, come on, hello! Look where I am! At least you’re not stuck in bed all the time having to deal with surgery after surgery, facing a future without what you’ve dreamt about, or without kids of your own.
Sure, a lot of things suck in this world, I’ll be the first to agree to that. But it could always be a lot worse, and quite frankly, things aren’t all that bad all over everywhere. For every bit of bad there’s a bit of good, it’s just that the good stuff doesn’t make for good ratings. So turn off the TV, take a look around you, go hug your kids, go kiss your wife, and realize that hey, you’re a lucky man after all.
I haven’t gotten layed off yet.
Oh, wait, you said good news….
I keed I keed…
Hmmmm…I got nothin’. I don’t watch the news either, but then I spend my days with bombed out alcoholics and drug addicts. I guess I could go on Heather’s philosophy of good news and say, hey, you’re not addicted to heroin or crack or alcohol or Peeps. Ooh, that peeps withdrawal is a toughie! I am not looking forward to late April and May when those Easter stockpiles get depleted.
“Battlestar Galactica” is still frakking awesome. That’s good news. =)
Hot Shots Golf is loads of fun! I like how my caddy, Greg, says, “I’m very proud of you, son,” when I hit an approach shot inside 10 feet. Just imagine it’s me, when he says it to you next time!
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