TRUE Decadence is not chocolate (the darker the better because then it is "heart healthy"). It is also not a really good glass of Cabernet (the kind that costs more than $15 on sale at the grocery store). It is not a warm fuzzy blanket fresh from the dryer or a warm fresh from the oven double chocolate chip cookie...
Decadence is REALLY being able to read the newspaper in the morning before leaving for work. It is even more decadent to be able to do so with your significant other over a cup of coffee.
You can tell a bit about my age by the fact that I am even mentioning a "newspaper". Yes, I do indeed read things online, but in the morning I love the feel of fresh newsprint. It also makes a great dropcloth when I am painting and it is recyclable when plastic drop cloths are not.
We leave for work absurdly early. The Bearded One leaves even more absurdly early than I do. At our new house, the newspaper is in the driveway each weekday morning at about 4 AM...
We have decided that either the delivery person is an insomniac or works a late shift and delivers the paper on his or her way home. Either/Or. It doesn't matter. We can sit and say things to each other like: "I know you don't normally like Adam @Home, but read it today," or "Be sure to read about the first class trip that one of our appointed officials took on the taxpayer dime...it is disgusting...", or "There is this really neat article about solar litter boxes, we should look into it..."
These are the mundane little things in life that really mean so much to a relationship. Just a simple sharing of the beginning of the day to come.
Love you, Bearded One. Be sure to look at Bizarro today. And drive Safely.
Showing posts with label Philosophizing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Philosophizing. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Sunday, February 12, 2012
thwuup. thwuup. thwuup,thwuup,thwuup
Pay no mind. It is just the sound of my rotors as I hover.
Those who rail against helicopter parents maybe just don't get it...
What normal 19 year old is savvy enough to stand up to a bureaucracy? Not too darn many. When most of them are told, "Oh, sorry. There's nothing we can do." or "I'll do it. I haven't taken care of it YET, but I WILL," they just walk away feeling used and disillusioned. And they wait. And wait. And wait.
The very idea of an adult in a position of power making a mistake and then leaving the 19 year old victim of that mistake to clean up the mess herself just seems to me to be a bad idea all round...
Yes, there is a time to step back and let your child stand on their own two feet. This was not one of them. I hope that Ms. Flippers has now learned that there is a time for patience and a time to kick problems to "the next level". I hope that if this ever happens in the future, she will now be able to take care of it herself and I can just stand back with my rotors at idle.
Those who rail against helicopter parents maybe just don't get it...
What normal 19 year old is savvy enough to stand up to a bureaucracy? Not too darn many. When most of them are told, "Oh, sorry. There's nothing we can do." or "I'll do it. I haven't taken care of it YET, but I WILL," they just walk away feeling used and disillusioned. And they wait. And wait. And wait.
The very idea of an adult in a position of power making a mistake and then leaving the 19 year old victim of that mistake to clean up the mess herself just seems to me to be a bad idea all round...
Yes, there is a time to step back and let your child stand on their own two feet. This was not one of them. I hope that Ms. Flippers has now learned that there is a time for patience and a time to kick problems to "the next level". I hope that if this ever happens in the future, she will now be able to take care of it herself and I can just stand back with my rotors at idle.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Sweeping It Under The Rug
When The Bearded One travels, which is not so often these days, “normal” routines go right out the window. When Stubble was little, it was an excuse to have Friday night dinners of Coke and Popcorn while we watched the latest Disney ‘made for TV’ movie. Nutritionists do not be alarmed; I made him eat an apple for “balance”.
It was more important to spend time together than it was to do laundry as long as we still had clean underwear in the dresser. At least that is what I told myself. In reality it was because I just didn’t have the time or the energy to keep everything spotless (um...relatively clean) when there wasn’t somebody to tag team parent. It was a standing joke that the kitchen got cleaned when the call came from the airport that the plane had landed.
I kind of miss those times. Now that he is all grown up, I don’t have a valid excuse not to cook healthy dinners, wash up afterwards, and do laundry regularly. These days, I’d sure like to have somebody to watch a Disney Movie with while the kitchen just quietly stays a mess.
It was more important to spend time together than it was to do laundry as long as we still had clean underwear in the dresser. At least that is what I told myself. In reality it was because I just didn’t have the time or the energy to keep everything spotless (um...relatively clean) when there wasn’t somebody to tag team parent. It was a standing joke that the kitchen got cleaned when the call came from the airport that the plane had landed.
I kind of miss those times. Now that he is all grown up, I don’t have a valid excuse not to cook healthy dinners, wash up afterwards, and do laundry regularly. These days, I’d sure like to have somebody to watch a Disney Movie with while the kitchen just quietly stays a mess.
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