you have no limits of money or resources, What does your american dream lifestyle look like?

10/30/2026

If The game being played was Euchre

10/30/2026

The Promise of Today

How many times have you been going about your business, doing what you do in your own way, when somebody far off is heard discussing how they plan to stay lazy because, after all, it's Sunday?

You drop the paint bucket and turn toward the voices. "Today is Sunday?" Panic floods every inch of you. They look back at you with equal parts pity and disgust.

You were so sure it was Saturday. Saturday meant one more day. Sunday means Jon, who spent years earning his way to this dream job, should be nowhere near this yard. Tomorrow is his first day, and today he is headed to a golf event to meet his new boss. It is the job that finally means your family will never again have to compromise, and you needed a miracle to get this place cleaned up before it started. The days are so short, you think. If only you could add one more. You look around and deflate. Nowhere near enough is done, and these projects can't afford to wait another five-day week.

Then you feel the bottom of the ladder wobble, right up to the edge of danger.

"Jon, are you trying to..."

You can't finish the sentence. The shock of what you see steals it. Jon, the man you have subjected to far too much accidental, clumsy inconvenience, stands before you with red paint covering his freshly cut hair. The sunglasses he justified buying with money he didn't have sit slightly cockeyed, their perfectly shaded lenses dripping with paint from his head. His crisp, ironed white shirt is splattered with red and white. And if that weren't bad enough, he turns toward you just as a small, urgent voice rings out.

"Whoa, Dad! Stop!"

It's too late. His right foot, wearing his best Nikes, is already in the green paint your son was allowed to use on the outside of the wooden sandbox. Jon pulls it out in slow motion, as if hoping this is a delusional dream rather than the thing that is about to ruin his chance at a good impression on the new boss he is about to meet.

He needs a towel, so you move fast. You find a raggedy old one, and just as you spread it under his dripping green shoes, your Great Dane comes galloping your way. Dudley is after Teasey, the most daring cat alive. Teasey, with Dudley's favorite squeaky toy in her mouth, performs her feline acrobatics through your legs without so much as an "excuse me." Your ankles tangle, twisting your legs like salt water taffy. With nothing but Jon to break your fall, you slam into him headfirst, smack in the gut. His body folds forward, the force of you pushes him back, and he grabs desperately at whatever he can reach. The ladder isn't solid enough to stop him. He tumbles into the hole you all dug for the new apple tree, due to be delivered before noon.

You gasp so hard your breath stops. Your heart races, then seems to quit altogether. "Babe? Are you..."

But your fear is instantly overridden. There in a mess of no return sits your husband, all six foot seven of him, and somehow he has tossed up a small piece of turd that has landed on the tip of his nose. As much as you feel for his bad luck, you barely hold back the bellowing laughter. You manage it. Then he sneezes, and the turd drops perfectly into his mouth.

The look of horror on his face, stuck in that hole with no way out, is the trigger. Your laughter can no longer stay quiet. He finds nothing about it funny. Dudley, right on time, joins in on what he believes is a pile-on. You fall onto your husband and nosedive into the bigger pile the turd was flung from. Now you are disgusted out of the laughter and into a panic.

Your son has your back. The hose is on super blast, and it does the job. But your heroic, protective son has now discovered the power he holds, and his once precious laugh may be the end of his short-lived life. You go for the hose, and he realizes he has just signed his own death warrant. He jumps like a cricket and runs for his life. You are not about to let him get away, but then you feel your foot being pulled back.

Your flustered husband wears a look of revenge mixed with a smile you can't be certain isn't closer to the crazed "Here's Johnny!" You are at his mercy. He lifts you and carries you off to wherever his plot will surely teach you a lesson, and then you are flying through the air into the not-yet-finished pond. It's more mud than water.

You see your chance. You grab his green-painted Nike and pull with all you've got. Nobody can say how long the two of you wrestle in that muck, and nobody can say who was who. From head to toe, inside ears, in places no muck should ever go, you are in the middle of a moment you know will never be beaten, on what you thought was just a Sunday. The two of you created this day. Today is the only day anything that just happened could possibly have happened.

Silently, you make yourself a promise: to always cherish today, because today is the only day you have.

Make it count.

If this was Euchre? Trump would challenge every suit of their color, advocate for more Trumps to be called, while distracting attention away from Putin stealing every deal Pretty sure he could be counted on as well, for fining abundantly every person who was responsible for faking the rules and ordering him to "Ante up"

Protestors would be sustained and at tables that had no cards and odd amounts of people. That would naturally qualify the player what he owed could be lucrative to be disqualified. not to mention "feeding the kitty" Hed definitely raise the ante buy in so he plays for free and every time he was to "ante up" That's when the game would have to take a temporary break. That's Trump every time. Raising the "Ante is how he pays when he's got to "Ante Up" It would not end there either. You can be sure when "Ante Up time came he would change the "Ante to $0 only for his team. the opposing partners would always be required to pay up front at the low charge of five times plus souls would be acceptable if they weren't already spoken for. charge his opponents five times more. Euchre tournaments would be next. Putin would be the man in charge but without his face shown and of course He would use Trump as his leader. This would become The greatest euchre tournament enterprise ever before in all of euchre history. They would end up creating a reality show and before anyone can be allowed to say it, the two of them would become the human versions of pinky and the brain. They will go on to try night after night "To take over a world to call all their own. " Seriously that would be their brand "All their own" I'm not a psychic, yet I am pretty good with predictions. Medaphorically speaking is my specialty

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About Six

Jem Six Morrison is a writer without a cause. The Trump administration gave her the inspiration to create a new path at 56.

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