Listen I know everything's already been done and there are no "new" ideas and all that. I know it's been that way for years.
But sometimes I see examples of things being repeated and I'm shocked. Why is that?
For instance, I've been watching the show ThirtySomething from the late 80's early 90's. I don't actually watch television, but I dabble in Hulu when I can't sleep and, well, I haven't been sleeping much lately. So yeah. Many of the subject they talk about concerning social reform and environmental safety open my eyes to the fact that I am NOT the first mother to buy organic food for my toddler, I am NOT the first mother to be concerned with petitions and polutions, Brendan and I are NOT the first couple to toy with lots of different ideas surrounding our financial and work states. Hell we're not the first couple to hate each other sometimes.
I forget the particular instance, and believe me I really do know Brendan and I aren't the first couple in the world - much less the first couple to have all the crazy ideas we have, but something one of the couples did literally made me gasp. Not because what they were doing was SO crazy but because it's something Brendan and I do, or have done or something like that. I never knew anyone else to do that! (again, I don't remember what it was at all) It was just the idea that SOME ONE ELSE was doing that very thing! Not only that, but someone on a TELEVISION SHOW! That means that not only has someone else done that very thing, but then either they wrote about it, someone they know wrote about it or someone who knows someone they know wrote about it. Or, even if no "real" couple exists that went through or did this particular thing (gosh, I do wish I could remember what that thing was, but I'm not rewatching any of the episodes to find out), someone made it up in a believable way which generally means that it has happened or almost happened or happens all the time - writers write about what they know.
Short story long, I don't know why I was so incredibly SHOCKED to see first hand (or whatever hand television gives you) that Brendan and I are SO not original. It was a little crazy.
Oh, and another thing. I went to look at the family games section at WalMart the other day while Brendan was asking the friendly personnel at the Tire Shop a question. There are some interesting looking games out there, and I really wanted to try at least one of them out (like we have the time), but they were almost $30! Ouch!
When did family games get so expensive? And why!?!
That's it for today.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Friday, July 29, 2011
Day 68:It's about TIME!
Aaaaaalllllright!
I know, I know, it's been 24 days since my last blog, you've lost interest and how can I expect you to get interested again?
Well, you don't have to and it's really none of my business what you're into!
;^P
Not to make excuses, but I would like to share my experience of the last oh, 3+ weeks.
First things first, I got my period. Normally that's not such a big deal, but this was the first period since I got pregnant with Mira - so it's been a while.
And boy oh boy was it making up for lost time. Every symptom started the week before and some are still lingering today.
Mostly the depression and insomnia have been the biggest factors.
Lucky me, I didn't get much in the way of postpartum depression, but these last three weeks have really been harsh enough to make up for that.
And I can't sleep. Unless it's during the day which is completely useful (not!) Two hours each night if I'm lucky. I can sleep around 8 or 9pm, but I'm up by 11 for sure - and I'm awake all night. I wouldn't mind except I can't get much done during those late evening and super early mornings while it's still dark out or I might wake my sweetly sleeping counterparts.
To boot, Mira's still teething molars which makes the poor girl miserable and since we do not use any chemicals for her (ambesol), the only solace she gets is from nursing. Two days this week, last week and the week before (for some reason she prefers Tuesday and Wednesday) she nursed literally every half hour for about 12 hours minus two 40min naps. If you don't know, producing milk is a very tiresome and fatiguing business - totally worth it, but shit, I don't have energy for anything else!
AHHHH!
Ohkay, well, I think that's good enough for one day.
Ya'll take care & I'll be back tomorrow, I'm sure.
Lots of love and I missed writing for sure.
I know, I know, it's been 24 days since my last blog, you've lost interest and how can I expect you to get interested again?
Well, you don't have to and it's really none of my business what you're into!
;^P
Not to make excuses, but I would like to share my experience of the last oh, 3+ weeks.
First things first, I got my period. Normally that's not such a big deal, but this was the first period since I got pregnant with Mira - so it's been a while.
And boy oh boy was it making up for lost time. Every symptom started the week before and some are still lingering today.
Mostly the depression and insomnia have been the biggest factors.
Lucky me, I didn't get much in the way of postpartum depression, but these last three weeks have really been harsh enough to make up for that.
And I can't sleep. Unless it's during the day which is completely useful (not!) Two hours each night if I'm lucky. I can sleep around 8 or 9pm, but I'm up by 11 for sure - and I'm awake all night. I wouldn't mind except I can't get much done during those late evening and super early mornings while it's still dark out or I might wake my sweetly sleeping counterparts.
To boot, Mira's still teething molars which makes the poor girl miserable and since we do not use any chemicals for her (ambesol), the only solace she gets is from nursing. Two days this week, last week and the week before (for some reason she prefers Tuesday and Wednesday) she nursed literally every half hour for about 12 hours minus two 40min naps. If you don't know, producing milk is a very tiresome and fatiguing business - totally worth it, but shit, I don't have energy for anything else!
AHHHH!
Ohkay, well, I think that's good enough for one day.
Ya'll take care & I'll be back tomorrow, I'm sure.
Lots of love and I missed writing for sure.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Day 44: Independence Day (no, not the movie)
So yesterday, my small family and I went to the big O-town celebration for our nation's Independence Day. It was one of those things where any of the area non-profit organizations capable of having a booth, had one set up for food, beverages or even games (I do wish there were more games!). There were also inflated jumping toys for the kids (I think there were about eight of those), and plenty of walking and sitting around room for the adults. At about 7:30, the Fire Rescue Team of Oneonta, "Fire Safety" taped off an area of the park in anticipation for the fireworks.
We had just set up our viewing area along with Brendan's mother and prepared to wait. It's more than waiting in a crowd like that - I love that kind of thing because it means you can people watch! It's always an opportunity for me to see something new - like an under 10 year old carrying a newborn, which a little shocking until you see the mother snatch the baby away from him and carry the baby WAY less affectionately than the boy had. We also took that opportunity to get ice cream and a second round of food from the vendors. We ate the ice cream first, and it was delicious! I also had Speedie's for the first time thanks to the Rotary "Shelter Box" vendor, also quite delicious! Mira played with a little almost 3 year old boy just slightly taller than her, which was very sweet and entertaining.
I almost forgot to tell you about the biggest attraction there, aside from the fireworks! They had a stage! Well, 2 stages, really. The big stage was all set up for bands, the first of which was really very progressive for Oneonta, we thought. They were a teenage jam band. If you're not familiar with jam bands, it's a band of musicians who know how to play their instruments very well and basically just do that for swaths of time. Some jam band songs can last for a half an hour. I think this first band only actually sang 4 songs in their hour and a half on stage - it was refreshing to hear MUSIC instead of all the familiar songs you can sing to and you know how to dance to. When they were done there was a second, smaller stage where some real live Cloggers from Milford, NY entertained the crowd with their very cute matching dresses with bloomers and tapshoes and even a little doggy trick side show. Then it was back to the main stage for a karaoke style (we think she was an American Idol hopeful or local winner) singer. After that, there was your typical, good, middle-aged all male band presenting the tunes everyone could either sing along with or dance to with some ease and familiarity. Following this act: FIREWORKS!
The fireworks did not start until about 9:30/9:45, a bit later than the advertised time, but hell, we'd been there most of the day, so what's another half an hour? Besides, the prime people watching available was really easy on passing the time. Once they started, though, it was definitely showtime. The fireworks were nice with a really kick ass finale. Nothing much compared to the fireworks show's I grew up going to in Oklahoma, but better than no fireworks at all to be sure. I think they were definitely trying to space it out though, as there were sometimes full minutes spaced between each set off. This silence of "boom"s and "screech"es provided ample opportunity to hear the soundtrack blaring from the stage. There were some of the old standby's like "Proud to be an American" and such. One song stuck out though that I thought was VERY interesting - especially right now when some states are completely rewriting their immigrant laws: "Coming to America". I got a little chuckle out of it and it spawned an interesting conversation in the car ride home between Brendan and I, but I just wondered what made "them" (whoever "they" are) chose THAT as one of the songs. Maybe to spawn interesting conversations on the car ride home? Or to take a stance against these new immigrant laws? Either way, you cannot doubt the controversial nature of the song in our particular time. I was pleasantly surprised about NOT hearing any people spouting off about how much they disliked certain someones' "Coming to America".
Then again; that's a great sign of a truly kick-ass finale.
We had just set up our viewing area along with Brendan's mother and prepared to wait. It's more than waiting in a crowd like that - I love that kind of thing because it means you can people watch! It's always an opportunity for me to see something new - like an under 10 year old carrying a newborn, which a little shocking until you see the mother snatch the baby away from him and carry the baby WAY less affectionately than the boy had. We also took that opportunity to get ice cream and a second round of food from the vendors. We ate the ice cream first, and it was delicious! I also had Speedie's for the first time thanks to the Rotary "Shelter Box" vendor, also quite delicious! Mira played with a little almost 3 year old boy just slightly taller than her, which was very sweet and entertaining.
I almost forgot to tell you about the biggest attraction there, aside from the fireworks! They had a stage! Well, 2 stages, really. The big stage was all set up for bands, the first of which was really very progressive for Oneonta, we thought. They were a teenage jam band. If you're not familiar with jam bands, it's a band of musicians who know how to play their instruments very well and basically just do that for swaths of time. Some jam band songs can last for a half an hour. I think this first band only actually sang 4 songs in their hour and a half on stage - it was refreshing to hear MUSIC instead of all the familiar songs you can sing to and you know how to dance to. When they were done there was a second, smaller stage where some real live Cloggers from Milford, NY entertained the crowd with their very cute matching dresses with bloomers and tapshoes and even a little doggy trick side show. Then it was back to the main stage for a karaoke style (we think she was an American Idol hopeful or local winner) singer. After that, there was your typical, good, middle-aged all male band presenting the tunes everyone could either sing along with or dance to with some ease and familiarity. Following this act: FIREWORKS!
The fireworks did not start until about 9:30/9:45, a bit later than the advertised time, but hell, we'd been there most of the day, so what's another half an hour? Besides, the prime people watching available was really easy on passing the time. Once they started, though, it was definitely showtime. The fireworks were nice with a really kick ass finale. Nothing much compared to the fireworks show's I grew up going to in Oklahoma, but better than no fireworks at all to be sure. I think they were definitely trying to space it out though, as there were sometimes full minutes spaced between each set off. This silence of "boom"s and "screech"es provided ample opportunity to hear the soundtrack blaring from the stage. There were some of the old standby's like "Proud to be an American" and such. One song stuck out though that I thought was VERY interesting - especially right now when some states are completely rewriting their immigrant laws: "Coming to America". I got a little chuckle out of it and it spawned an interesting conversation in the car ride home between Brendan and I, but I just wondered what made "them" (whoever "they" are) chose THAT as one of the songs. Maybe to spawn interesting conversations on the car ride home? Or to take a stance against these new immigrant laws? Either way, you cannot doubt the controversial nature of the song in our particular time. I was pleasantly surprised about NOT hearing any people spouting off about how much they disliked certain someones' "Coming to America".
Then again; that's a great sign of a truly kick-ass finale.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Day 42: WTF is going on around here?
Uh, so I just found out that the state of Minnesota basically shut down? How the heck is that possible? I mean, really? Is there a point at which they will reopen? How does a state close? I don't get it, and I think it's actually pretty scary. Are they going to start taking volunteers soon?
And I heard Connecticut is next?
I don't know, people, this is not sounding like something we should just be shrugging our shoulders and letting happen without any reaction... Did I miss the reaction?
I feel like I'm asking if I missed the revolution.
A revolution would be really, really hard to miss because revolutions CHANGE things. Oh, but Minnesota, the STATE, being closed is a pretty big change. So who's running the revolution? And what, exactly, is their end goal? And why do states need to shut down because of it?
I am freaking out, in case you can't tell.
The worst part about all of this... in my opinion... is that I don't know about it, but I've seen so much of the damned Casey Anthony trial (though I don't know anything because I wasn't paying attention) because the news networks are showing it non stop! Why is THAT so compelling anyway? She's just some random citizen who may or may not have killed her own child, which pretty much (sadly) happens at least once a month, I'm sure. What's so special about THIS case? And why was there a dowsing rod expert? Is this THE trial of the century? Already in 2011? Is this particular trial going to change the way our society lives in ANY WAY?
Then WHY the fuck are we WATCHING IT!?!?!
Okay, so, now I'm freaked out AND a little angry.
I think it's time for a nap.
Or maybe some Shelly Duvall's Faerie Tale Theater (yeah, it's awesome) from Hulu.
Yeah, that will help my destress.
And I heard Connecticut is next?
I don't know, people, this is not sounding like something we should just be shrugging our shoulders and letting happen without any reaction... Did I miss the reaction?
I feel like I'm asking if I missed the revolution.
A revolution would be really, really hard to miss because revolutions CHANGE things. Oh, but Minnesota, the STATE, being closed is a pretty big change. So who's running the revolution? And what, exactly, is their end goal? And why do states need to shut down because of it?
I am freaking out, in case you can't tell.
The worst part about all of this... in my opinion... is that I don't know about it, but I've seen so much of the damned Casey Anthony trial (though I don't know anything because I wasn't paying attention) because the news networks are showing it non stop! Why is THAT so compelling anyway? She's just some random citizen who may or may not have killed her own child, which pretty much (sadly) happens at least once a month, I'm sure. What's so special about THIS case? And why was there a dowsing rod expert? Is this THE trial of the century? Already in 2011? Is this particular trial going to change the way our society lives in ANY WAY?
Then WHY the fuck are we WATCHING IT!?!?!
Okay, so, now I'm freaked out AND a little angry.
I think it's time for a nap.
Or maybe some Shelly Duvall's Faerie Tale Theater (yeah, it's awesome) from Hulu.
Yeah, that will help my destress.
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