How University of Florida’s zombie attack plan and Billy Graham gave me perspective.

How University of Florida’s zombie attack plan and Billy Graham gave me perspective.

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I want to be remembered as someone who was fun to live with,” Billy Graham. I read this quote from a friend’s blog post yesterday.  www.justmerrill.com.

Then I read a tweet from a friend linking to this news. “University of Florida creates plan to handle zombie attack.”

“GAINESVILLE – No one expects a zombie apocalypse. But the University of Florida is making sure officials are ready for a night of the living dead, just in case. The school has a plan for responding to the undead on its Web site among outlines for dealing with hurricanes and pandemics. The exercise lays out how university officials would respond to attacks by “flesh-eating, apparently life impaired individuals.” It notes that a zombie outbreak might include “documentation of lots of strange moaning.”  The article went on to state that an employee placed the information to add levity to the school’s disaster preparation discussions.

Later in the day, reading Merrill’s blog this was the part that hit home…”Now I don’t know if I am fun to live with, my kids could argue that one on certain days I am sure, but I like fun. I like to celebrate and laugh. I think we all do. Who doesn’t like a good belly laugh, or just good old plain fun and being silly? Sometimes we get so caught up in the routine…… pack the lunches, do the homework, feeding, cleaning, returning emails, carpool, making sure shoes are tied, seat belts are buckled…… that we miss the giggles along the way. We focus on achievement, on the “doing” that we lose sight of the joy of “being”.

Our children need to see us laugh, be silly and have fun. To celebrate even the simple things life offers. And as a mother I can say there is nothing like hearing your children’s laughter, no matter how old they are, and what a gift it is to be able to share in the laughter with them.” JustMerrill.

Yes, I was having one of those days that my children would definitely echo Billy Graham….”You are not much fun to live with, Mom.” Now they were being brat-ish. I was rapidly spirally down. But when aren’t kids brats?? (Or at least my children.) They can be brats and angels within 30 seconds.

I pray that tomorrow I write a zombie attack preparedness plan. I want to be silly. I want to be looking for decaying, creepy smelly old bodies lumbering down our hall. I want to be scared with my children. Scared of creepy unearthly creatures, not scared of catching deadly illness or terrorist attacks. There is enough serious outside our doors. Friday and this weekend take time to be silly and fun.

I think I’ll start with buying a can of silly string. Madison’s Ruth Bearden lucked out with that a few weeks ago.

What about you? Any suggestions? I am all ears. And eyes on the door watching for zombies…or maybe a mummy. That would be cool. No vampires though. I’m not quite sure they aren’t real.

Have a great Friday. Be remembered as someone terribly fun.