“You are the books you read, the films you watch, the music you listen to, the people you meet, the dreams you have, the conversations you engage in. You are what you take from these.”
It’s pretty cool seeing your kids grow into their individuality. I’ve always been a big proponent of Be Who You Are, so I find it ironic that sometimes I’m still taken aback by differences in our kids. Like I temporarily forgot the whole “kids are individuals” concept.
T-man and Bear show this most markedly right now in their involvement with school events. T-man has shown zero interest in school sports, clubs, or extracurricular activities like games or dances. Sometimes I wonder if he dislikes school so much that the thought of spending additional time there voluntarily borders on inconceivable.
August in the south. Temps upwards of 90 degrees. Humidity ranging at 80% or so. Sticky car seats and damp t-shirts and smelly pits.
But then nature sends the glorious gift of a cold front (which, in August, isn’t quite as dramatic as winter’s). Temperatures ease downward like a silky smooth elevator ride and suddenly you’re stepping out into a cool morning. Dew on the grass, crisp breeze in your face. Next thing you know it’s September and autumn is inching even closer.
If you’re looking for a double standard in our house you need look no further than technology. Both my kids are currently convinced I’m out to ruin them for-eh-ver since I’ve taken their phones (gasp), but mine might as well be padlocked to my belt. It’s practically an appendage, and one I’m quite fond of. The thought of frying it puts me in a cold sweat and losing the thing would cause a five alarm crisis around here.
Not because of my solitaire score…more because our life runs off the features on this handy dandy piece of technology.
“Do you have any children?”
“No. My husband has cystic fibrosis so we weren’t able to have kids.”
“We tried to adopt in 2015 but they told us no.” [voice drops to a whisper] “Unless you’re single or gay you don’t get the kids today.”
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph – what on earth?!
When you leave a room, do you turn the lights off behind you or keep the lights on throughout your house most of the time?
I intend to turn the lights off behind me, I really do. I even think I’ve done it most of the time, but the rate at which BrightSide walks around the house exclaiming, “Doesn’t anyone turn off the lights when they leave a room?!?” indicates otherwise. Then again, we have kids, so…
What do you feel is the most enjoyable way to spend $500?
I’d take a couple of girlfriends off for a weekend of pizza, kicking back, delicious drinks, and gabfest.
Complete this sentence: My favorite thing to do on my cell phone is…
Check my e-mail. Dorky, I know. I play solitaire on there but it doesn’t rise to the level of “love.”
What inspired you this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
Heather Heyer’s last Facebook post: “If you’re not outraged, you’re not paying attention.
Cee’s Share Your World questions come out on Mondays. Check out the photography on her blog!
Full disclosure: Being as unhip as I can possibly be, just because I’m writing about it doesn’t mean that I’ve heard it. Frankly, I didn’t have the wine on hand necessary to listen to multiple hits off the Hot 100 list yesterday. This is the result.
I’m The One – DJ Khaled et. al
Well, Khaled’s mama doesn’t need to worry herself about self-esteem issues. This fella’s got oodles and oodles. DJ Khaled’s got so much confidence he’ll even record with Justin Bieber without worrying his rep will take a hit.
We had this whole complicated plan worked out for church where BrightSide would take Bear to early service & I’d bring T-man for the late one…all I know is by 3:30am I was on the couch, trash can by my side, with a Post It reading “Up sick overnight. Someone tell dad.”
Sunday’s plans were shot. So this is what I’ve got – just enough to say I’m sick, boo…time for another nap.