I have rules. Serious unbreakable rules.
Rule #1 – I only eat ice cream if the temperature goes over 95°.
Rule #2 – I will not be photographed eating food, particularly ice-cream.
Rule #3 – I will not post pictures of myself eating food, particularly ice-cream, online.
So, umm… here is a picture of me eating ice-cream when it was only 85° and umm… I just posted it online.
Because, if I’m honest, I will tell you that I’m not really a "rule keeper," but I like to think I have some structure in my life. I also like to think I have a certain amount of dignity (yes, I am aware of my tendency to be delusional). And that, at my (advanced! =D) age, I should really care more about how I am perceived.
Technically, I do have one more rule…
Rule #4 – Don’t take myself too seriously.
(Actually, that one is set in STONE. =D)
I like rule #4. You have helped me put that into practice in my own life more than you know.Love,
Eric
Howdy freind. I like your rules, we need the structure. George’s dad has a rule when they go to the baseball game. Can’t have an ice cream until the 7th inning. George still follows it. It makes eating an ice cream something to look forward to. Rituals. I’m sure he must have started the rule to keep the kids from begging for ice cream every time the guy walked by with the icecream box during the game.