- The weather has turned to crap again so I have a headache and I don’t feel well. Not sick; just blah. I wish the sun didn’t dictate my mood so much. But it really does.
- You know what I miss? The 80s. Sure, I was in my single digits for most of them, but the entire aesthetic is ingrained in my memory. I miss the simplicity, the music… everything. I guess that’s the magic of Pinterest and Tumblr though. I can find pictures that satisfy my yearning.
- Two of my most favorite things have been trending on Facebook this week: Iron Maiden and Martin Freeman. Maiden is touring and they announced Martin’s role in the next Cap’n movie. And might I say, his hair is looking rather divine.
- So I took Elliot’s tablet away for a bit. It wasn’t anything he did, per se, though he did get a few bad comprehension scores. It was because I realized what Hotline Bling is about. Now, don’t make fun but I don’t listen to Drake. I pay for XM radio and no pop stations find their way to my presets. SO, when I found out it’s about a booty call, and then thought back on how Elliot has been watching the video with lyrics, I decided that he’s too young. It’s one thing to hear a song in passing but another to read the words and internalize that.
- I’m pretty sure the first time my mom took away a tape was when I bought Red Hot Chili Peppers – Blood, Sugar, Sex, Magik and Guns n’ Roses – Use your Illusion I. She took them, said she listened to them, then said I need to be aware that not everything on there is for me. At the time, I had no idea what she meant because the stuff I had no idea about went over my head and anything else like violence, I already knew better.
- These kinds of parental decisions are tough because on the one hand, I don’t want to make a big deal out of something I could easily just talk to my kids about. As they say, kids don’t come with a manual!
- OK, time for Tuesday Chat.
Give it Up? We are in the Season of Lent:
do you give anything up? Do you observe Lent?
Hmm, I wasn’t going to write this week because the prompt makes me feel guilty. Well, aren’t all Catholics guilty? I mean, we grow up with the guilt of Original Sin and are told to sit in a tiny box with a celibate man and confess to sins that as I grew older, didn’t even sound all that bad.
I evened out over the years and I consider myself a part-time believer. I believe in God or a higher power and the Golden Rule, which is honestly all I think you can ask of folks in this world. That said, I have observed Lent and the practice of giving up something in the past but completely forgot about it this year. And I am kind of a purist in that I don’t want to start late. That’s like jumping into a movie halfway through. On the other hand, I guess something is better than nothing. I have, in past years, given up things like soda (which I no longer drink), reading fanfiction, and vowed to not yell at my kids. I don’t entirely know why it is we want to stop from doing things if they aren’t considered “bad.” I know the purpose and the background but I just question the end result.