FunBlog

Let's face it.  Life can be a challenge.  Some people take on so much they pretty well have to go full tilt all the time.  Others get hit by things out of the blue that throw off their equlibrium and it tilts them in a way they didn't want to go. 

Don't feel bad like you are the only one.  We all have a tough time keeping all the balls balanced in our life.  So take a break from it.  Instead, scroll down and try balancing all the balls and try to keep them from tilting off.

If you remember folding aluminum lawn chairs, you are getting old(er) like me.  Nowadays, lawn chairs are either plastic or fabric attached to a steel frame.

I think the aluminum chairs were actually lighter in weight, but remember how the slats used to fray and then split?  Sure you could repair them with string or rope, but they didn't look like something you want to invite the Jones family to sit on when they were visiting for a barbeque.

Here's a folding chair you could invite them to use.  Or you could offer them a folding couch.  I'd like to see the Joneses keep up with that.

My son is going to go for his driving test soon and, of course, one of the hardest parts of the test is going to be the parking.  I think that this fun game from the Peugeot Web Site (although after a while you may choose to change the adjective before "game") is one I should share with him after the test.

Years after my driver's education class experiences in High School and many years of safe driving (with a few unsafe moments squeezed in here and there) parking doesn't worry me anymore.  I'm older, wiser, and my insurance rates are great.  Yet, that doesn't mean that I'm not careful when parking.  I just don't have that mental block about it that I did when I desperately wanted my driver's license.

Parking (and by that I am referring to the placement of one's car in a parking spot) will always be something dreaded by teens - though I am open to the possibility that in another universe teens are more worried about driving in a straight line.

Such a place would be, of course, a parallel parking universe.  But I digress.

I have only ever had a passing desire to try bungee jumping.  Usually I am open to it only during the most calm and tranquil moments of life.  Otherwise, my common sense helps me remember that I don't enjoy sheer terror - the kind I am sure I would have when it was time to jump.

There are basically three things that keep me from bungee jumping.  The first is that I think I don't like jumping off of high places.  The second is a theory that I have that it would be extremely painful to have my legs ripped out of my hip sockets.  Lastly is my memory of the many times that elastics from my desk have snapped when I have tried to use them to hold together little stuff - like pencils.

Needless to say, I won't be trying the following bungee variation either.