Quote: Originally Posted by Jersay Quote: Originally Posted by Dexter SinisterWow.
I have ...etc. Life's been pretty good to us so far.
My sentiments exactly. There's hardly a day goes by I don't have occasion to be grateful for the quality of people my parents were, and the quality of people my siblings, wife, and in-laws are. The more I learn about other people's lives, the more strongly it is borne in upon me how incredibly blessed and fortunate I've been. Everybody's life should be like mine: interesting and useful things to do that I'm good at and that pay well, really first class parents (who are, alas, both dead now, and I still miss them every day), five loving and supportive siblings, a wife who in her fifth decade is still a hot babe who continues to love me despite my manifest shortcomings, adult children who on Father's Day still give me cards that say things like "World's Greatest Dad."
Could it get any better? I don't think so. It's almost enough to make a man feel guilty about his good fortune. Almost. That's just a good Protestant upbringing talking, which I think I've mostly got past; Protestants are conditioned to feel guilty about everything good that happens to them.
And Puritanism, the extremist form of Protestantism, is the horrible fear that somebody, somewhere, might be having a good time...