6 Words, That’s All. No More. No Less (Wait, That Was 8)

I have seen this tag around blogsville a few times over the last few weeks. Each time I did, I was overcome with joy that I had not been selected to describe my life in only 6 words. It’s much like the way I feel when I wake up on a Saturday or Sunday and think for about 30 seconds that it’s a work day and then realize it isn’t and I can go back to bed. The reason? I could only ever come up with one word: ‘What?’ And let’s face it; that’s not much to brag about. Then, I opened up my blog comments the other day only to discover that I had been tag teamed (that’s what she said) by the deputies of both Karma and Misfortune. Now, I don’t blame the wonderful Hotfessional who tagged me (after all, being tagged and thought of by any fellow blogger is a wonderful gesture), but now I have to use 6 words to describe myself. I probably know about 67 words (although once you take out certain expletives I have learned from Female Coworker that are not allowed in the workplace and are probably illegal in several bible belt states, the total is closer to 23), so you’d think this wouldn’t be a problem. Since I really don’t want to disappoint Hotfessional, I will attempt to describe my life in 6 words. Before we get to that however, I’d like to offer up a little history of this exercise…

The concept was started by Smith Magazine, with the back story being that Hemingway himself was once asked to sum up his story with just 6 words. His reply was: ‘For sale: baby shoes, never worn.’ I’ll be honest with you all: participating in this is very likely the only thing I will ever have in common with Mr. Hemingway (unless I ever make it to Cuba for vacation), so I might as well do it. Then, I can return to work on Monday and say things like ‘did you know that Ernest Hemingway and I were both able to describe our lives with only 6 words? I don’t think YOU’VE described your life in 6 words. Have you?’ Come on now; you know that sounds impressive. Although I guess I’d better keep that type of bragging to myself because several years of going around saying things like that has probably been what brought on this karma and comeuppance in the first place. Well, that and trying to get the most done with the least amount of effort. Hey, come to think of it, describing a life in 6 words should be right up my alley.

So, I kicked around a lot of 6 word combinations, but I don’t think words like ‘erthjhjy’ and ‘ketchagoo’ qualify as real words. This left me with one final 6-word summary of my life. And it is:
‘good people, good food, endless vacation.’

It’s not profound, but it essentially sums up me and what I feel makes the perfect life. And, it’s a whole lot better than what I almost decided to go with:
‘more meat and more cheese, please,’
even though this last one does portray my good manners…

I would like to tag ALL of my regular visitors and commenters who have not already done this. What’s the worst that could come of it? One more blog post idea that was dropped in your lap? See, that’s not so bad.