Whenever anyone in my extended family hears someone talk of “good news” the immediate instinct is to assume the person conveying the “good news” is expecting a baby. I wonder why or where from this tradition started. Now when I get a promotion at work or a raise and I call up my home and start to say I have some “good news”, I get side tracked by whoops of joy and hardly contained excitement. I have to be innovative and convey my news which evidently is good but not as “good”.
Why am I writing about this now? Its mid afternoon and a nice lunch is making me sleepy and makes my wander off in a thousand directions. One of those random thoughts wanted to be pinned down and expressed.