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Selling the galaxy far, far away …
Read a great blog about the Star Wars purchase. My first reaction to the news was much like Darth Vader’s “Noooooooooo!” George Lucas sold out?! My son’s reaction was excitement that there will be more movies.
My comment on the blog was “It’s like your dad suddenly adding something to a yard sale that you were never allowed to touch in the house while growing up”.
Star Wars was something (depending on your age) that was ours! I know I got a little possessive over it. But I suppose that’s the point. Disney says we now have to share.
I guess the new generation wins. They’ll get to experience the thrill of sitting in the theater, getting goosebumps when the 20th Century Fox drums start to beat. I just hope the fanfare isn’t the best part of the movie experience.
Wait!! It’s Disney … does that mean no more Fox drums?! :-O
Hopefully that’s part of Fox that Disney owns.
Puffy parking lot pigeons and pantries
There’s a zing in the air! No, really – this time of year, you’re prone in this neck of the woods (or desert) to get shocked every time you touch your car, open a metal door or make contact with a shelf in a store. But I digress. There’s a zing in the air!!
My sons gift is on layaway! I won’t say what it is because I still delude myself into believing he’s interested enough from time to time to read my blog. I’m pretty sure the only time he does, is when I make him so I can hear what it sounds like from a readers point of view.
Anyway. I left the store and noticed all the pigeons finding shelter from the wind under cars. Adorable. All puffed up like they were courting. I would have taken a photo of my personal car pigeon, but I forgot to turn the alarm off before I opened the trunk. Needless to say my photo-op left.
Here’s one courtesy of the web – is this where I say I don’t own any rights to the pigeon photo? Because I don’t. (What’s the penalty for ‘borrowing’ an image? I do it a lot).
I also came home with a pantry organizer. It hangs over the back of the pantry door. If the dog was capable of laughing, she’d probably already be snickering at the fact that I think I can build this thing.
ALMOST came home with a chocolate advent calendar. It was on sale. The picture on it was so cheery and holiday-ish, it fit my mood. I left it at the grocery store, I figured I might be pushing that chocolate a little having it sit waiting for its little doors and windows to be opened for over a month.
As I left the store, and after I filled the car up with gas – I was fit to burst with happiness. I figured it out. What makes me happy. Being able to provide the necessities for the people in my life and to spread a little joy. I was so excited to bring the groceries in, and believe me, I KNOW how fortunate I am. So very grateful to be able to afford food and gas. And I love that I notice the pigeons trying to stay warm.
I get you little car pigeon – I’m a nester too. 🙂
Christmas countdown = layaway meltdown
The goblins and ghouls haven’t even tripped up the driveways grasping their candy bags yet, but my mind is on layaway!
When you’re on a meager budget – two months to eek out layaway payments might as well be two weeks.
Christmas shopping used to be easy – and a heck of a lot cheaper. That was before my Lego loving, Pokemon collecting boy turned into a teenager.
Although to be honest, Lego kits weren’t as inexpensive as they should have been (I think the bulk of the cost is to pay the scientists they must employee to write the instructions).
I feel SO old and out of the techy loop researching, comparing and contrasting the latest gadgets he’s widened his eyes for when they’ve come on TV. I don’t own an MP3 player – have never held an iphone, ipad or had the opportunity to converse with ‘Siri’.
If there’s going to be any yelping or whooping or shiny Christmas eyeballs – shopping must be done NOW.
I’m wondering if they let you put Black Friday items on layaway? Not that I’m getting up at the crack of dawn to try that out – but just curious.
Probably Siri knows.
Broken or evil?
In the news was a story about a missing 10-year-old girl. The news now tells us that a seventeen year old boy has been arrested in connection to the abduction and murder of that little girl.
The teens mother called the police and he turned himself in. I know in my head and my soul that was the right thing for her to do, but for the life of me – can not imagine or begin to fathom her pain!
It makes me think of one of my favorite quotes by W.H. Auden
“Evil is unspectacular and always human, and shares our bed and eats at our own table”.
I then think of the definition of evil. Profound immorality, wickedness, and depravity, esp. when regarded as a supernatural force.
Are people who commit murder evil? Or are they ill? I’m not talking about self-defense, I’m talking about taking someones life intentionally for no apparent justifiable reason.
Each one of us is capable of murder. But we’re wired to NOT.
So what is happening when there’s nothing in your head, heart or soul that shouts “NO!” And what must it be like to go through life that way?
I’m not excusing, justifying or siding with murderers, please don’t get me wrong!
But I struggle with this. If someone is born without the ability to understand right from wrong, void of the ability to empathize or sympathize and is capable of taking someones life – aren’t they too victims? Wired differently – from birth.
It boggles my mind.
When I’m in public, especially a large chain store – I wonder who just smiled at me, who just brushed past me. I passively interact with hundreds of people, and among them, statistics dictate there MUST be a sampling of child molesters, rapists, murderers … that man who held the door open for me, does he go home and beat his wife?
I drive to work and see children waiting at various bus stops to go to school and wonder which ones didn’t sleep well the night before due to abuse in the house.
Bullies. Well, of course I hated them as a child. But I know now they’re projecting their own pain onto others.
There’s just so much more than meets the eye. Definitely a topic I probably shouldn’t dwell too much on. But I am fascinated by human behavior.
What courage it took for that mother to turn her son in. I don’t know if I could have done that. I think a part of me would be in such denial – my first instinct would probably be to want to grab my ‘baby’ and run! Run away with him and try to make him well!
She did the right thing.
My heart aches for that little 10-year-old girl and her family.
My heart aches for the confessed murders family.
But is it wrong that my heart also aches for that 17-year-old who can never undo the life changing horror he committed?
What about YOU? Part 1
I had come to the conclusion in an earlier post that something I love to do is learn about other cultures, and that one day I wanted to return to some countries I’ve been blessed to visit and share the experience with my son.
Thanks to a reblog, I’ve had hits from the U.S., England, South Africa, Pakistan, New Zealand, Spain, Malaysia, Canada, India, Japan, Australia and the United Arab Emirates. Here I have an amazing opportunity to get some perspectives from a diverse group!
You could say in some fashion my wish was granted.
So here’s part 1 of ‘What about You?’
There are so many questions I want to ask – but let’s start with some random ones.
1) Where do you live, and what can you see outside any given window in your home?
2) What never fails to make you smile?
3) What is the most common misconception about your country of origin?
Can not wait to hear from you.
Peace. x
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