I got my ticket, so I’m all set to win $345 Million in Mega Millions tonight. I’m also all set to not win anything, and that’s much more likely. My plans for winning have not changed. If I do win, I’ll squander it.
For the first time in my life, I nicked a finger while slicing a bagel this morning. Ouch!
I just got back from the dermatologist. Sunshine isn’t good for you folks. When I was a child, it was common practice for parents to make the kids stay out of the house for most of the day when the weather was nice in the summer. Sunshine was supposed to give you vitamin D. Maybe it does, but it gave me sunburn as a youth, and as an older man, all those sunburns have given me several skin cancers, so I go to the skin doctor twice a year for checkups. He always finds pre-cancerous growths, and he did today. He has found skin cancer in the past, but not today. If your kids want to come inside in the summer, let them.
In PR speak, deflecting is answering the question you want to answer, rather than the question you were asked. My wife should have been the PR person in my family, because she’s much better at deflecting than I am. But I was once a reporter, so I’m quite aware when she does it.
I was reminded this week about another PR skill she possesses. When I went into the Army, I wrote my then girlfriend (now and for many years my wife), giving her my address. Days later, I wrote to my mother, with the same information. Mom called my girlfriend to tell her my address. Saint Karen, who must be a saint to put up with me, thanked my mom and said she could now mail the letters she had already written to me. One of the many ways she has saved my life over the years—Saint Karen didn’t tell my mom she already had my address, but had forgotten to call my mom with the information.
I don’t write much by hand anymore, so it’s kind of difficult to do it. Muscle memory must be fading. Apparently, I don’t type enough either, because I’m making and correcting a lot of errors doing that today as well.
Congratulate us. My wife and I are fully vaccinated. Pfizer, thank you. Our daughter gets her second shot of Moderna tomorrow morning.
Saint Karen and I have been talking about where we’d like to go once we feel safe traveling. She hasn’t come up with any answers yet, but I’d like to go to Hawaii. And I’d like to spend at least a month in Florida during baseball’s Spring training season.
Talk to your insurance broker once in a while. Sure, they may try to sell you more insurance, but the last two times I talked to mine, one of the employees there saved me money. Right now, I’m anticipating a discount because I pay my premiums in full when due and don’t stretch them out for months and months.