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“No.”
It’s a simple word, yet so hard to say.
“I really cannot take that on right now.”
“No, thank you.”
I am not sure where the past week went, but I think it had something to do with being unable to say “no”.
I just get caught up in the excitement of creative and new ideas. “Who wants to teach this new, interdisciplinary course?”
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You children of the seventies totally get that. I am Arnold Horseshack. “Oooh, ooooh! Me! Me!”
A new interdisciplinary course, a new mentoring program, a new research focus on study abroad, new study abroad orientation sessions, revamped classes, airfare for a group to study in Panama. It is all so very cool! How could you say “no”?
Of course, my son would tell you that I am all too adept at saying “no”, usually when the question is related to spending boatloads lots of my money on 1) things he already has, 2) the most expensive thing on the menu, after he has just eaten a sandwich or two, usually without the bread, or 3) small rodents that will never ever live in my home.
This inability to say “no” also stretches over into the category of wines. Happily so.
This weekend I will be tasting some new wines. I’ll start with a bright Spanish Albariño, the 2011 La Cana. The winemaker’s notes listed on Wine.com tell me to expect “pineapple, lemon, seashell and salt scents”, as well as a long and rich finish. WOW! Later I will make my way to the 2009 Tres Palacios Family Vintage Carmenere. In that wine I should look for scents of pepper and leather.
What a great finish to a full week!
Pineapple? Is that common? Citruses are common in handcrafted beers, but wines are new to me.
In the lighter white wines, citrus is very common. The Albariño was AWESOME! Try a New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc, and you will find grapefruit assaulting you! It’s very refreshing!
Of course, children have a different view of their parents’ ability to say “no.” But, I feel your pain. It isn’t that I want to take on additional responsibilities, but when no one else is raising their hand to volunteer, mine somehow ends up in the air . . .