Hand Towels, Greyhounds, Feelings, and Respect

We had our first playoff game tonight in the 105 degree heat, with the sun setting on our side of the bleachers, of course, the away side.... I love the heat as you know, but even I couldn't take it, and ended up sitting on the Visitor's Side; glad we brought the chairs! Anyway, when Pat got in the car after the game, he swore us to never ever talk about that game, and out of respect for my son, I'm NOT blogging about the game. There, that's done.... Get this: I think we play Stiltin' tomorrow, at home, in about 106 degree heat.... Nice huh?

Got home and ate leftovers, which was very good. I made a very nice steak salad with leftover steak and salad from yesterday. It was very yummy. Pat had a salad, a hot ham and cheese sandwich and a peach! How do you like that for leftovers!!!! Joe gets whatever else is left! Ha!

Someone in our house (I won't mention any names out of respect) obsessed about little hand towels that he collected over the years (I won't dare say from where) and their whereabouts... Anyway, he was at that for about 25 mins. while I ate my steak salad. You know, I really don't like hand towels, honestly, I don't.... I can honestly say that I possibly have never even given hand towels a second thought! Sure, you have to have them, and use them, but I think mine are about 20 years old or so, serve their purpose, and they're ok, I guess.... But you know, to go on and on about a couple hand towels and their whereabouts, I just can't get a grasp on that. I wish I did care about them, and perhaps I would be more understanding about this dilemma. I most pointedly informed him that this silly discussion over hand towels made my precious Dawnydoos hide for cover, and not come out! It made my stomach knot up, and even upset Mac who really doesn't get worked up about anything....

So just remember people, you never know the damage you may be doing when obsessing or upsetting over a simple, non-issue....albeit, a terry cloth hand towel. Sometimes, you just have to say: It's not worth it!

In sum: Everytime you fight, you may just be shortening the life of a very nervous greyhound.... Think about that one before you go looking for some hand towels!