We Must Celebrate the Small Victories and Applaud the Every Day Accomplishments That Come Our Way When They Do

I have been wrestling with a garden hose. I left a nozzle on the hose over the winter that was stored in the shed and in this year's garden routine, I realized the nozzle had seen better days but it wouldn't allow itself to be untwisted, so I simply shrugged my shoulders and dealt with it. But then I realized it needs to be replaced and it has been two weeks of me trying every trick I've known how to do do release its grasp on my hose. I have spent countless hours trying (WD-40, my supposed friend), but I have failed. 

Then, yesterday, finally, two pliers and much grip later, I was unable to unleash the nozzle from the hose...finally. I wanted a cheering section for when I finally accomplished the task (I mean, it felt really, really good). I was thinking I would need to purchase an entirely new hose just because the nozzle wouldn't budge, but criss-cross-apple-sauce, I finally spent much time on a Monday to unravel the monster. The hose is saved. Now for a new nozzle. So many hours being stubborn.

I felt like a Viking.

And speaking of Vikings, Courtney and Kanyea introduced Malia Celine Sayon into the world at 3:18 p.m. Monday afternoon. She was born in St. Jospeh's Hospital in Syracuse with a name meaning calm, peaceful, and heavenly. Kanyea, the soccer and Division I soccer-playing warrior from Ghana, is a dad. Who saw this day coming?

I will meet this little princess when I return to Syracuse for Lossine's wedding to Delaney on July 1st. Kanyea called me and I was like, "Why are you naked, kid?" and he responded, "The doctor said, skin on skin, and I've been holding the baby." They will be wonderful parents and I'm excited to see all the universe unravel and realign as they figure out the next phases of the beautiful occasion. 

I'm not one for cigars...hate them, actually...but couldn't help thinking yesterday was a cigar-necessitating occasion. A hose finally fixed and a baby girl.  The world simply carries on in its whacky, wonderful, mysterious, and beautiful way. 

Hello, Tuesday. What a miraculous world we live.