Is It Wrong?

Yeah, I know I'm a 46 year old with a prosthetic knee. I still want a half pipe. I think I posted this same picture a few years ago when I listed the things I wanted—but knew I wouldn't get—for Christmas.

I've decided that I shouldn't deny myself without at least making the effort to get one. It would definitely be a small one as I wouldn't quite call that patch of grass next to the Woman Cave a bona fide yard.

But you know what? Life is too short. It's time to make some things happen. One thing I can almost certainly promise will happen is a trip to Hawaii in 2010. How will two unemployed people with a child make that happen? I don't know. I do know that I'm going to Hawaii though. Warm water. Warm weather. Warm people . . . many of whom look a lot like me. I'm there. Soul Brother #1, who once dismissed my suggestions about such a trip, realized that I was no longer going to put this off. Again, life is too short. And, frankly, after the year we've had, I'm tired. (2008 saw us dealing with his shoulder injury/surgery, his layoff, his cancer/surgery and the death of the family dog. 2009 saw me dealing with my joint replacement surgery and the continuing recovery as well as the death of my little part-time job.) I need a $#$%!@ vacation.

And a half pipe.