Today Is My Day

Today is my last day at my current job. I started as a temp in January 2017 & now I am moving on to bigger and better things. Today I dedicate this poem by my favorite Dr Seuss to all of us making changes for the better today!

Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.

You’ll look up and down streets. Look ’em over with care.
About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.”
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you’re too smart to go down any not-so-good street.

And you may not find any
you’ll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you’ll head straight out of town.

It’s opener there
in the wide open air.

Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.

And then things start to happen,
don’t worry. Don’t stew.
Just go right along.
You’ll start happening too.

OH!
THE PLACES YOU’LL GO!

You’ll be on y our way up!
You’ll be seeing great sights!
You’ll join the high fliers
who soar to high heights.

You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed.
You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you’ll be best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.

Except when you don’t.
Because, sometimes, you won’t.

I’m sorry to say so
but, sadly, it’s true
that Bang-ups
and Hang-ups
can happen to you.

You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on.
You’ll be left in a Lurch.

You’ll come down from the Lurch
with an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then,
that you’ll be in a Slump.

And when you’re in a Slump,
you’re not in for much fun.
Un-slumping yourself
is not easily done.

You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re darked.
A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin!
Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much can you lose? How much can you win?

And IF you go in, should you turn left or right…
or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite?
Or go around back and sneak in from behind?
Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find,
for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.

You can get so confused
that you’ll start in to race
down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
and grind on for miles cross weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…

…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or the waiting around for a Yes or No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for the wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.

NO!
That’s not for you!

Somehow you’ll escape
all that waiting and staying
You’ll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.

With banner flip-flapping,
once more you’ll ride high!
Ready for anything under the sky.
Ready because you’re that kind of a guy!

Oh, the places you’ll go! There is fun to be done!
There are points to be scored. There are games to be won.
And the magical things you can do with that ball
will make you the winning-est winner of all.
Fame! You’ll be as famous as famous can be,
with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.

Except when they don’t
Because, sometimes they won’t.

I’m afraid that some times
you’ll play lonely games too.
Games you can’t win
’cause you’ll play against you.

All Alone!
Whether you like it or not,
Alone will be something
you’ll be quite a lot.

And when you’re alone, there’s a very good chance
you’ll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.

But on you will go
though the weather be foul.
On you will go
though your enemies prowl.
On you will go
though the Hakken-Kraks howl.
Onward up many
a frightening creek,
though your arms may get sore
and your sneakers may leak.

On and on you will hike,
And I know you’ll hike far
and face up to your problems
whatever they are.

You’ll get mixed up, of course,
as you already know.
You’ll get mixed up
with many strange birds as you go.
So be sure when you step.
Step with care and great tact
and remember that Life’s
a Great Balancing Act.
Just never foget to be dexterous and deft.
And never mix up your right foot with your left.

And will you succeed?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.)

KID, YOU’LL MOVE MOUNTAINS!

So…
be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray
or Mordecai Ali Van Allen O’Shea,
You’re off the Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So…get on your way!

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All American BBQ

What do you get when 2 americans,1 brazilian, 1 south african, 1 malaysian, 1 russian, 2 italian and 12 brits walk into a BBQ? A party. A big party – by small house UK standards. We had 18 of our nearest and dearest join us this past weekend to celebrate the 4th of july. It was by far our most international for the 4th yet – which made it extra delicious as everyone brought food to share.

We went all out and decorated the house with all of our red white and blue for the occasion. We had a photo booth out in the garden with props for silly pictures, a makeshift cooler for beers and I made some red white and blue rice crispy treats for everyone to enjoy.

Steve’s coworker who’s brazilian brought the most amazing meat from a london butcher and grilled chicken sausage, pork sausage and a giant hunk of steak which was some of the best I’d ever eaten!

Thanks to our amazing guests neither Steve or I spent more than 10 minutes in front of the grill – it was very much a group effort with everyone jumping up to cover it as burgers and hot dogs cooked.

Aspirational_540x540I brewed up a big jar of Pimms for everyone to enjoy and it was a major hit! Pimms is a very traditional british summer drink and its enjoyed everywhere from Wimbledon to Henley Regatta to summer tea parties and bbqs. The traditional recipie calls for lemonade which here in the UK is lightly carbonated and not as sweet as in the US. You mix the lemonade with the Pimms and add strawberries, oranges, cucumbers and mint leaves. It makes a very refreshing summer cocktail. I am not a fan of british lemonade so I make my Pimms with sprite for a sweeter, more bubbly drink. With a splash of bombay of course!

We even celebrated our friend Jess’s birthday while we were all together. Her fiance Ed brought a yummy chocolate cake to share and we all sang happy birthday while Jess blew out her candles and made her birthday wish.

All in all it was a very successful party and we look forward to hosting again next year for our 3rd annual 4th of July!