Calling All Idiots

I’m big on snail mail and write letters all the time. I have written about this before. One of my Grandmothers recently has been sending me many more letters than usual which is such a huge treat. I love coming home after a long day, checking the mail and having an envelope waiting for me with W.L.Y (translation; We Love You) and smiley faces all over it. 

These letters are nothing more than simple page long notes, usually telling me about how my grandparents went to “get a sandwich” (translation; lunch) with so and so and how; “Well honey, we just had the best time talking for a couple hours and laughing like idiots.”

Last night a bunch of friends and I cooked a huge Asian feast for dinner. (I even rolled sushi myself for the first time ever. How fun!) One of the girls and I stopped at Fresh Market on the way to get the fish for the sushi. As we waited at the deli counter in a packed grocery store for the guy to come wrap our order, my friend said laughing; “Hey- check this out!”…and then proceeded to run a few steps and do the jump and click your heels together (you know like maybe a little leprechaun would?) and there we stood cracking up after I followed suit and jumped for my own heel click. 

Of course I proclaimed during our laughter; ” HA! I love it- we are such idiots!”

Before dinner last night and after working a long and tiring weekend day, I took 10 minutes to sit doing absolutely nothing in my apartment. I was feeling all happy and lucky that I have a clean, safe apartment I live in that offers warm sun beaming in on late weekend afternoons. Just a simple but delicious ahhh quiet few moments of peace and relaxation in my day that I have come to appreciate so much.

As I got up to head out for the night grabbing my phone, I saw an email informing me that an acquaintance of mine through work had passed away unexpectedly. Way too young, no answers just an informative short email with details to come later. 

Just sad.

I often feel like I am a broken record here writing about how I/we can all/should all appreciate and enjoy every day we have on this earth, so forgive me. I don’t necessarily think any of us should walk around in fear or think 24/7 about how to hurry up and party it up because it could be all gone tomorrow. I guess I am just hoping to promote taking the “gift” if you will- from every single tragedy like the above death to have 100 more excuses within our average working days to just enjoy and act like “idiots.” 

I am so proud to be from a family of “idiots”, be friends with a bunch of “idiots” and that I act like a complete “idiot” pretty much on a daily basis. I wouldn’t have it any other way. Someday when I’m not around anymore, all I wish for are the people who love me to be able to stand around, laughing and sharing memories like; “Remember that time we acted like complete idiots at such and such?!” (They will certainly never have a lack of material:)

Here’s to laughing over a “sandwich”, heel clicking in packed grocery stores when you’re 30-something and the fact that anyone that’s FUN will so always beat out someone else who’s not, for a special spot in the Idiot Club.