Dance routines. Morning routines. Comedy routines.
Then there's the ordinary, day-to-day, same ol' same ol'.
Today was the last.
Twenty-some years ago I saw a movie called Parenthood. Mostly I wanted to see it because it had been done by Ron Howard, and in those years after Splash and Cocoon I kept hoping he would make more magic. Personally, he hasn't recaptured it for me, and Parenthood falls into the nonmagical group.
I vaguely remember the principals - Steve Martin, Mary Steenburgen (I've always liked her), and Jason Robards. Tom Hulce was in it, post-Amadeus; he proved to be another disappointment IMHO. The film was pretty forgettable to me, except for one scene.
'Granma' is considered to be semi-senile and the family doesn't pay much attention to her. But at a point when husband (Martin) and wife (Steenburgen) are going thru a tough time, she tells a story about herself and 'Granpa.' She says something like 'Your grandfather once took me on a roller coaster - up, down, took my breath away. It was scary, but so exciting! You know, some people don't like roller coasters. They prefer merry-go-rounds, just going around in circles. It's boring. I like the roller coaster!'
Mmm hmm. Just like Life. I confess, I'm more a merry-go-round kind of person. The roller coaster (a big ol' wooden one, years ago) scared holy-H-E-double-hockey-sticks outta me.
The point? I started out with one. Oh, right, routine. Today was routine. Nothing wrong with routine. Kind of peaceful and quiet.
Goodnight, Sparklers, wherever you are!