Can I get a teachable moment…

at the white house?

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Green pastures…

It’s interesting when you meet someone that you consider to be at the top of their game and they seem to think you have it made and make your life out to be way cooler than you ever thought it was…more to come

I don’t need a helping hand…

Do you often say no when someone asks if you need a hand?

52 faking it Part 2…

Booooooo on me…

Playing…and I know it

I realize that I have been cheating and not really following the post everday rule of the national blog posting month but today I am very busy, but will be back.

But alas this still counts as a post : P

thinking of a master plan…

attempting to better myself today….I’ll be back tomorrow…

Hmmm…the children are our future

So what are we teaching them?

When I was growing up I was blessed to have a wonderful assortment of cartoons I could watch on Saturdays and when I got home from school.  The children today watch ridiculousness that I am not sure teaches them any real lessons. This is what I thought up until today…

I was flipping through the channels trying to find Golden Girl reruns when I came across the cutest little giant eyed cartoon, Kai Lan (and can somebody explain why so many cartoon characters have HUGE eyes…what is that about?). She appeared to be a cousin of Dora the Explorer. However, this little big eyed girl speaks chinese so I guess they aren’t related. Anyway I thought she was so cute and I thought it might be helpful to learn some chinese even at my old age.

In the episode they were building sand castles by the sea. Everything was bright and pretty, the waves were laping at the seashore, the sun was even smiling down on Kai Lan and her friends…then the most dreadful thing happened. A wave knocked over Toby’s sand castle. Stuff like that happens, but what concerned me was his reaction. Toby had a fit, he clenched his little cartoon fist and started stomping on the ruined sandcastle. Toby had a temper tantrum. I’m thinking wait the cartoon just had a temper tantrum? WTH?!? Why are they depicting temper tantrums? Do children need to be shown how to throw tamtrums? Obviously. This is when things got really weird educational. Kai Lan started singing a song about having to find the reason why Toby had a tantrum.

After reviewing the sequence of events with her cartoon gang they determine that he was mad that the waves knocked down his sand castle. Oh and of course they determine that when you are really mad you have to calm down. So what do they do to help Toby calm down? They started singing this song “When you feel too mad the first thing you do is calm, calm, calm down.” In addition to the song, they did this hula like dance where they swayed and waved their arms from side to side. Did I just learn something?  They just taught me a relaxation technique. I think the next time I want to jump up and down I will sing the song and do the calm down dance. But wait this is supposed to be for the children.

Are children so stressed that they need cartoons to show them how to get a grip on the sandbox life? Are they so strained that cartoons can’t just be fun escapes from reality where they learn how to share or that it’s not good to tell a lie? Obviously they need anger management therapy disguised and packaged as as a cute-little-big eyed-chinese girl. But is it this show really for children??? I know many adults who could benefit greatly from watching this show.

Am I wrong…

Get right back to you…

On thursday fate intervened…

The events that sealed my fate…

I receive a text from Mr. Mean. I am torn about whether or not I should reply. I tell myself I don’t like him so why lead him on.

My mother calls me on Thursday and says she’s  in the neighborhood and stopping by. I’ve noticed that she has started a texting/calling campaign for me to go to church with her on Thursday night (as if my attendance on Sunday is not enough), but I’ve declined or given her some excuse each time. It’s much easier to put a Mother off on the phone or by text…much harder to do it in person. So I end up going to church with her.

I walk into the lobby of the church and immediately see Mr. Mean. He smiles and walks over. I decide that he is smiling at my Mother since she is “squealing” his name. They exchange hello’s. Then my Mother introduces us. She winks at me and walks away.

Mr. Mean knows I got his text, but doesn’t mention it.

Mr. Mean formally asks me out on a date.

I say yes.

We are going out on Saturday.

I heart Michael Jackson

I was introduced to Michael on a friday night on my uncle’s television screen. My cousin was home from college and she was watching videos.  The video was thriller. I was truly like a moth to a flame, then burned by desire. I inched toward the screen to get a closer look. I was entranced by the cute, slender,  jheri-curled man that was dancing around with zombies, ghouls and ghosts on the screen, but I was afraid and spent the whole video looking then turning my head away looking then squeezing my eyes shut. I was literally thrilled by the man, but I remember being exquisitely frightened. To this day I have NEVER been able to watch the whole video.

Michael Jackson was the first person I ever wanted to meet. I remember my second cousin randomly met him because her uncle knew some exec at his record label. She had a picture with him and that picture made me pee-green with envy. As a matter of fact, Michael Jackson was the source of my first desire to clobber someone over the head and the utterance of what could be considered bitch at that young age. After that I wanted to meet Michael Jackson and I fantasized about it for one WHOLE summer.

There were many things I had as a child that today I wonder why I wanted it so badly as an adult. Today I believe the most fascinating item was my pair of Michael Jackson sneakers. They were black and silver and I maybe by British Knights, I think.  What I do know is that I proudly rocked those overly ornamented sneakers with my uniform to school and you couldn’t tell me I wasn’t BAD.

Do you remember the time when the release of a Michael Jackson video was a big deal? I think it was fox or the wb, but everyone watched them. My favorite video is Something about you Baby or maybe Do you remember the Time. I can’t decide what my favorite song is right now. There are so many to chose from.

I actually cried when I found out and not just a misty tear in the eye. It was along the lines of oh my word I need to go to the bathroom, get myself together and wipe the snot from my nose. Three people sent me text, then facebook status’ changed and then I turned to a reliable source, CNN. I didn’t believe the first reports that he was dead. I only accepted that he was in a coma as reported by CNN. I kept telling people “CNN has NOT confirmed it, so he is not dead, he’s just in a coma, prayer would be good now.” Then they confirmed it and the tears came.

Michael was inspiring, beautiful and a genuis. There will never be anyone else like him, he was and still is a star like no other. I love you Mike and  thanks for the music.

“Life ain’t so bad at all if you live it off the wall.” Michael Jackson

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