So last night I'm heading to bed, and I pop down to the basement to say goodnight to Abby who was watching "Home Alone 2." You know, the one where Kevin gets lost in New York City and meets a lady who feeds birds in some bell tower in a church. Or something like that.
Those "Home Alone" movies . . . such a great combination of ingenious cruelty and physical humor. I kind of enjoy them in a funny, sick sort of way.
So while I was saying goodnight, Abby asked if I wanted to watch the movie with her for a while. Are you kidding me? She could have been watching "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" and I would have plopped myself in that chair. Of course, my sweet, conservative Abby would never watch "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" but that's not the point. The point is that if your teenager ever asks you to watch a movie with them you do it. Because you just don't know how long it might be until you get that opportunity again.
It was near the end of the movie, so I only got about 15 minutes alone with my daughter, but that's O.K. It was a great 15 minutes.
And then I finally made my way up to bed. Which was when I got really excited because I realized it was a trifecta night.
I can't even believe I'm telling you this because it's so silly, but when I was in college my friends and I made up our "trifecta." For me, there is no other. It's when you hit sleeping perfection because you have 1) clean sheets, 2) shaved legs, and 3) clean pajamas.
It doesn't happen that often that all three hit at the same time, but when it does . . . ahhhhh, perfection. And I know that I'll have the best night's sleep ever.
And I did.
Have you ever hit that trifecta? Have you ever noticed when you have clean sheets, shaved legs, and clean pajamas you just sleep better? Go ahead, try it sometime and let me know how it goes.
Unless you're one of the two guys who read my blog. Then don't bother with this trifecta. That would be weird.
There are other types of trifectas you could try. Like the pizza, beer, and ice cream trifecta. Perfect in every way and leaves you with a perfect case of heartburn too. That's what I'd call a "guy trifecta."
I guess you could say a trifecta is a perfect storm. When certain conditions come together to create the same result every time. It might be a sweet night of sleep. Or it could be heartburn.
So I'm curious . . . do you have a trifecta? What's your "perfect storm"?