Gonna Go Back in Time

So the other night Hayley and I were watching the show "Bones", as is our routine, and they dropped in an intriguing plot distraction. The show itself has gotten pretty bad in the last couple of seasons. It really has followed a similar tragectory to "House". Starts out focused on a science and problem solving core with some drama and character development worked in. But every season it becomes harder and harder to come up with new problem-solving tasks and so they have to start working in more and more drama and character work. And soon it becomes a sitcom with some technical stuff worked in when necessary to keep the plot moving. Anyways, the distraction was the concept of time-travel, and if you could go back in time to relive 1 day/event what would it be. This decision becomes a little more complicated for me. I'm sure most people who know me know I have a very laid-back attitude towards even life's big events. While this is great is staying calm and relaxed and being able to enjoy things without getting stressed out, it comes at a price. I often miss out on the 'gravity' of big events. When you treat things like just another day, the big days lose some of the excitement that comes from acknowledging that it's not just another day and handling all those extra emotions and extra stress. I've been this way for a long, long time and this is no surprise to me. It all stems from a pretty dark summer after freshman year of high school. Aka, the same thing every all teenagers go through to one extent or another. I caught a couple bad breaks while some good friends caught some really good breaks. Couple that with the standard-issue turmoil that comes from that age and you can easy get a bad situation. Nothing horribly bad, as I did have a good group of friends around me, but still getting to a pretty dark place for awhile. I just couldn't handle the lows that stem from getting all excited about the possibility of something happening and then watching it fall through. Sometimes it's a girl, sometimes it's a big event that you're planning, whatever. That crushing low you get when everything falls apart would wreck me. So I responded by just not getting that anticipatory high. If I stopped getting excited ahead of things, the potential low was greatly reduced. So I gave up the big highs to prevent the big lows. I'm sure there's some ingrained part of my personality that allows for this to work. You have to be naturally laid-back to go this route. If I'd lived for the rush you get at the possibilities and the thrill of the chase, I'd never have ended up this way. So when I start looking back at the big days in my life, part of me would really like to go back and do them again and let myself get swept up in the roller coaster. I have so many great memories of our wedding day (not the least of which is our entrance to For Those About to Rock, one of the greatest songs in the history of music), but I still lack that depth that comes from the stress emotions. Myles' birth is a bit different, as I'd really like to go back to Wednesday 6/27, 2 days before he was born. I still remember making some dinner and getting ready to go play hockey when I got The Call. She was being induced and it was time to run Tyler to boarding, grab our bags, and run down to HUP (all without doing anything silly like blasting around the Schuykill Expwy at 80+ mph). What I'd like to do is go back and tell past Jarod that we'd have a day and a half to kill and that I should play hockey and THEN go to the hospital. No need to rush down there. And to bring our air mattress so I'd have a reasonable place to sleep Wednesday and Thursday night. Details. And with that, it's time to take the aforementioned Myles up for a nap. He's a stompy little eye-rubbing fussyphus right now. Fingers crossed for a solid 2-hour nap and not a 20-minute cat nap. While I won't get excited at the possibility of a long nap, I can still get disappointed if it doesn't happen. PEACE!!