Cavities Aren't Depravities
As all good spouses do, my wife knows me better than myself. Shannon knows when to push me, rein me in, tells me to schedule doctor appointments, and makes me eat chia seeds, knowing they'll get stuck in my teeth. She describes me as humerus (shameless homonym humor), subsequently corny, an unbreakable optimist, a genuine human being who cares for others and lives for family...and food. Her words, not mine. I think I'm pretty reserved, but quick-witted. While I can play the part, I don't like crowds, spotlight, or recognition. I don't like to get too high or too low. My perfect night is hanging out on a cold fall night by the fire pit with a few close friends and family. Author Susan Cain ( Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking ) would describe me as an " ambivert, " floating between an extrovert and an introvert. I guess I'm a weird, non-traditionalist that can't decide where I draw energy from. Regardless, I try