You know what I am talking about. That one song that no matter what you are in the middle of it makes you wish you were driving down the road with the windows down and the volume up? For me it is Dixie Land Delight by the country group Alabama. I am not much of a country music fan but every time I hear this song I want to take off my shoes, drag my couch onto the lawn and drink every beer in the house. Maybe you have a more subdued reaction and I will admit that while the mood has struck me, the furniture has always stayed in its place. What is your feel good song?
I will start with the fact that I am not a big fan of socks in general. I think that I have only worn them 5 times in the last 5 months. Living in the glorious south has its privileges. There are, however, times that you can’t get around them, especially with cooler weather around the corner. I have managed to mitigate poor sock craftsmanship for the most part and have found the brands that do the job. My 5-year-old daughter? Not so much. She takes after me in that she has a general disdain for socks but her battles with that little seam at the end of the sock are epic. I am talking room full of tossed aside socks, tears rolling down cheeks, can’t get right kind of struggles. I am only now wondering why we continue to take those discarded devices of foot torture and put them back in the drawer. It is like leaving yourself a special surprise treat that you will discover one day down the road when you are already 10 minutes late and haven’t even left the house. My daughter takes a very deliberate approach to positioning her sock just right so no part of the seam spends the rest of the day mocking her by tickling her pinky toe. We have found some that are better and some that are worse but for her it always seems to be a game-time decision. I guess in the same way that the little unexpected joys are often the most appreciated, it is sometimes the pet peeves that do the exact opposite.