Jan. 24, 2022 - DAD, WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO?
Digging out keeps us hardy. I operated the snowblower and Julie did the shoveling.
Looks like the neighbor kids won’t be using the swingset anytime soon.
With all that cold and shoveling we worked up quite an appetite. Julie looked at me and said do you wanna make a turkey and of course I agreed. We made a full-blown Thanksgiving dinner for the two of us. Needless to say we had tons of leftovers and we had a great time making turkey pot pies which we put in the freezer.
Work is play. Can it get any better than being entertained by a duo with guitar and a musical saw!
DAD, WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO?
January 24, 2022
Good Morning Folks,
The recent knee deep snow and Arctic blast transported me to the days of my youth. Then it was common place to have "snow days"… sometimes being snowed in for as long as three days or more. Whether we were snowed in or not, my Dad still had to go to work because he was a baker and the bread had to be made. Work was his life. When I was a young kid around 10 or 11 years old, I would often ride to work with my Dad. (He would have been 100 years old this month but passed away at the young age of 69). He introduced me to the world of work at an early age and I would grease pans, sweep floors and help unload 100 lb.flour bags. I particularly remember one day while we were in the car and I asked him, "Dad, what do you like to do?". It was the innocent question of a preteen wanting to know what my father enjoyed. "What do you like to do, Dad?". He looked at me strangely and said in a very gruff voice, "Do?…What do you mean do?". Well I replied, "what do you like to do…for fun? What do you like to "do"…. what things do you like?" I guess he was in a bit of a grumpy mood because his retort was "Eat, sleep, work…that’s what I do". I remember there being a long silence the rest of the ride to work. I thought….Is that what life is about? eat, sleep work… is that all life had to offer? I think that was a turning point in my life. It was then that I decided that I wanted to my life to be surrounded with play and fun and not work. How could I tell my dad that my idol was Maynard G. Krebs who disdained even the word, "work". As a result I’ve never been a "nose to the grindstone" type guy. I’ve always tried to figure out how I could make my work become my life. I didn’t like the idea of compartmentalizing my day into, this is work, this is fun, this is responsibility. I wanted to keep things as one package of existence. Of course that resulted in a home business and involved not work, but play. We play at music we don’t work at it. And life continues to be fun as I approach 3/4 of a century mark this year. Now, I’m only at "work" for a day or so each week, but I still admire the "fun place" I have created.
Best wishes,
John Bernunzio
….and this little pristine combo came in on Saturday. Even though it’s my only day to "work" and it’s the only day the store is open for "walk-in" customers, I still enjoy it immensely. It’s not work, it’s play!