Don’t lose your marbles or your bubbles
Thursday, September 30th, 2010
It’s good to be home. After a red-eye flight and a few busy days in multiple countries I was beat. What I thought I needed a nap. But I was wrong…all I really needed was an insistant and very persistant 3 year old girl who wanted me to blow and chase bubbles with her.
So I did…and you know what..? It’s the perfect cure for any one with a case of jet lag or butt drag. Do any of you remember how cool blowing bubbles was when you were 4 or 5 years old? I had forgotten…but today I was reminded…and it made me happy.
The key to a happy life…may be found in blowing bubbles… maybe even while at work.
(Don’t call me if you lose your job…or your mind, or your marbles.)
Just be happy when you grow up , or as you grow up… that is of course, if you grow up. 
Kirk Out
