The debates are endless and will forever rage on because food. Who doesn’t have an opinion about food? No one, that’s who. I’ve yet to hear someone say, “You know, I have absolutely no preference when it comes to food. I’ll eat anything…hell, feed me Cream of Wheat three times a day, I’m just fine.”
Nope. Folks have their opinions, and they tend to be pretty hearty ones, too. Here are some of Paul’s.
“So the debate around here lately is about whether or not pineapples belong on pizza. It’s gotten heated.
I don’t really want to pick a side because I’ve agreed with both sides at one point in my life. And honestly, I don’t really care. People have been putting pineapple on pizza for a long time. Why is it an issue now?
Trust me, I’m the first person to speak out on food faux pas. If I see someone spread ketchup on top of their fries, I cringe
and then walk over to them and throw their fries out.
But this pineapple debate is just silly. Do what you want.”
What’s Yummy In Your Tummy? | The Captain’s Speech
The fella over at Ah dad… is all about the funny. Even his “All About Me” page makes you giggle. But he’s also got a big heart, and this particular post focuses that goodwill squarely on travelers facing airports without their laptops to comfort them.
Oh, the humanity.
Among other suggestions for ways to occupy time while waiting in the airport:
“1. Follow random people around the airport like you’re an FBI agent tracking a suspect…
4. Buy a magazine and start swotting imaginary flies around the terminal…
11. If you’re in a group stand in a circle and chant.”
What to do at an airport without a laptop | Ah dad…
Even as a nerdy vocabulary lover like me hits words that cause an unreasonable amount of anxiety. Someone explain again how the English language manages to butcher any concept of predictable grammar rules.
“I often come across words I would like to use in conversation, but don’t because I’m not sure how to pronounce them.
If I say them correctly, I will sound smart, but I mispronounce them I will surely sound vacuous or fatuous.
Those are two good examples right there. I think the first word is vack-you-us or something close to that, but I am not too confident. I would pronounce the other word fat-you-us but for some reason it apparently has a “ch” sound in it. Some words are just best left unsaid.”
Top 5 Words I Would Use In Conversation If I Knew How To Pronounce Them – nickclaussen.com
A beautifully written insight into interracial marriage in America.
“The fact that I am in an interracial relationship isn’t something that I think about a lot. It helps that I am as white-washed as Dan is yellow-washed…But the truth is that Dan will always be white, even when his Mandarin is better than his English. And I will always be Asian, even though my English has always been better than my Mandarin. Since we’ve gotten married, I haven’t really thought that much about being in an interracial marriage, but I have begun to realize what it means to be married to a white guy. When I say white guy, I don’t mean any Caucasian male. I mean white, upper-middle class, American, possibly Jewish guy who was born to a mom who baked and a dad who raked the yard and who had 1.5 siblings.”
When You’re Married to a White Guy | Rebecca Cao
Sure, some might say we grew up roughing it by today’s standards…but maybe we were the ones who actually gained in the end. Is it possible, as the author says, that “we just don’t have the cojones our parents had”?
“If you haven’t noticed, we’re getting a raw deal where this parenting gig is concerned. When did adults start caring whether or not their kids were safe, happy or popular? I can assure you that Ginny and Big Jerry were not wiling away the hours wondering if my brother and I were fulfilled.
Big Jerry was stoking the fires of his retirement savings and working, and working some more. Ginny was double bolting the door in order to keep us out of the house, and talking on the phone while she smoked a Kent. Meanwhile, we were three neighborhoods away, playing with some kids we’d never met, and we had crossed two major highways on bicycles with semi-flat tires to get there. Odds are, one of us had crashed at some point and was bleeding pretty impressively. No one cared. We were kids and if we weren’t acting as free labor, we were supposed to be out of the house and out of the way.”
Are Today’s Parents Getting a Raw Deal? | The Huffington Post
I’ve tried to approach Forever Family posts from different viewpoints, to make them a diverse look at adoption issues overall. But in the end they’ve naturally been written from an adoptive parent’s perspective (aka mine). Even my posts discussing things the kids struggle with are still second hand – my interpretation of their experience.
I thought I might look for some firsthand resources to explore today.
As we inch closer and closer to T-man’s 13th birthday – and since he’s begun to dip his toe into the Instagram world – I’ve been grateful to find resources with some parenting advice. Something a little more concrete than buckle up and hold on tight.
“[After studying social media posts what] these researchers found was largely consistent with recent reports from the Pew Foundation, which suggested that most teenagers 13 to 17 were generally happy with their connected lives online, and believed that hanging out virtually strengthened their offline relationships.
‘Being 13’ provides an asterisk of sorts to that rosy outlook: These teenagers, at the youngest end of the spectrum, valued their online connectedness but also described in more detail the ways the specific online interactions affected them…social media had great power to affect their day-to-day emotions in ways a parent might regard with suspicion. One child said she took 100 to 200 pictures of herself to get a good selfie; another regularly posted images on Instagram seeking specific forms of approval only to receive silence in return. Many spent hours scrolling through the images of their peers’ lives online…
Here’s how to guide, help and monitor your child as she joins social media.”
Seven Ways Parents Can Help 13-Year-Olds Start Their Social Media Lives Right – The New York Times
Let’s just say finding out I’m the neighborhood freak around here wouldn’t exactly be the shock of the decade.
“Once in a while, a thought occurs to me. It’s not always a good one, but at least it is a thought.
I once saw an episode of ‘The King of Queens’ where Carrie turns to Doug with the revelation, ‘WE’RE he neighborhood freaks!!’ Of course, they were outside their house, having a shouting match regarding some outlandish predicament while the neighbors were hiding behind their curtains.
It hasn’t quite come to that, but I fear it’s only a matter of time.”
We’re The Neighborhood Freaks! | The Snark And I