“Hey mom,” The boy yelled up the stairs,”today is the last day for my Spotify.” Which was his way of asking me to pay the streaming music app money to keep his subscription active and commercial free. I in return offered him my new stock answer for whenever he wants money for trivial matters, “Get a job”.
“Bay let’s work on filling out some college applications,” I told the boy Sunday. “Mom, we’re doing this in English class, I don’t have to do this now,” he replied. “Bay, we need to get a head start on this while there is an abundance scholarship money available,” I argued. “But if I’m doing them in school, with people who know what their doing-as opposed to you then I shouldn’t have to do them at home too…” He returned.
“Bay, for once in your life, could you do as I ask without arguing with me?” I asked. “Not when it’s dumb,” he replied, puliing out one of his own stock answers he reserves especially for me.
“Mom, these headphones you gave me are defective,” The boy informed. “Hmm, they’ve worked fine for me over the last 2 years. Of course, I didn’t wear them 24/7 like you do….” I retorted. “You’re purposely being obtuse and missing the point,” He complained. “Which is…?” “That I need new headphones,” he replied. “No, the point is, you need a job to pay for said headphones and any other incidental you deem important…” I replied. “You sound like a broken record,” he complained. “Then do something about it..” I replied.
The day after thoughts…
I was pleasantly surprised last night when, at the start of the debate, both candidates shook hands. All the possible scenarios of a well mannered, open debate actually seemed possible. That is, until they opened their mouths to speak. One appeared to be nervous and unprepared, the other confident and ready. At times, both eschewed the truth–or rather, their recollections of the truth. But only one continually interrupted, tried to talk over the other and in the end placed blame on the microphone (given to wear) not working properly, rather than admit they should have been better prepared.
As with elections and life, one must be aware of the many traps laid out around us…
Caution… Beauty is in the eye of the beholder…
The first debate…
Reality spectacle or a genuine discussion about the issues at hand?
I’m hoping for a true blue honest debate, where both candidates will put forth real ideas on how to solve some of our most pressing matters. But I fear this is too much to ask of these 2-party candidates. Since neither candidate is known for their candor and judging by the rhetoric and hyperbole said at various campaign rally’s how will this not be a spectacle?
Heck, even the moderators can’t decide whether to fact check the responses or leave that to us to do at home. Tell me, how often do you fact check anything anyone, let alone a politician, says?
The debates kind of remind me of Old Faithful… they faithfully produce a lot of hot air and steam, but not much else.
I’m working with Mr. L today, which leaves me little time to devote to blog writing. A good thing I wrote this last night. 😊 Enjoy!
You may believe your’re looking at a black and white photo, but you’re not. On a hike with my hubby and doll Saturday, we found ourselves visiting two different parks nestled on the banks of the Maumee River. Both parks offered some great photographic opportunities for future use in this blog, as well as a nice place to hike and learn a little more about the history and ecosystem of the area where I live.
Later following our hike, after downloading all the photos, I hit the “Enhancement” key on my photo program, which usually plays with the contrast, adding light; to help clarify detail. What was revealed surprised me. While Saturday’s overcast skies covered most of the day, we did have moments of sun breaking through the clouds, yet for some reason on this photo, all the colors were muted, leaving what appears to be a cool black and white photo.
Not bad for an amateur…
In the next several weekends, our lives will be filled with college visits, Homecoming festivities, family and more. Which is why, when my husband arrived home from work this afternoon, I suggested we go for a hike and one of the area MetroParks. “Let’s get a nice walk in on a quiet Saturday,” I suggested and with the doll in tow, we did just that. Recently, a new Metropark opened in our downtown area, seated nicely on the the banks of the Maumee River.