An Explanation Nonetheless
So. Turns out I am a terrible blogger these days. Can't seem to make it happen. I defend myself by explaining some of the major contributing factors to this. Miss A loves the computer, which in turn means it's not available for me to use. If I do manage to get on it Baby B climbs up with me preventing me from actually getting anything done or turns off the computer or switches off the powerbar all of which make me want to lose my mind with frustration so I tend to just avoid it. Baby B often doesn't go to bed until after 10:30. We've been watching Friday Night Lights. I play the Sims 3 during B's naps instead of writing posts. (Coincidentally, Sim B is much more cooperative than real B. Perhaps that is why I find such pleasure in playing that game.) That pretty much sums it up I think. Some of the excuses I think are quite good and others are rather lame. Ah well...
Here is an interesting discovery that I should have made ages ago. I was watching this video
the other day and it suddenly and strangely (because you can't really see him) occurred to me that Thom Yorke has ptosis just like Baby B. And in the same eye.
I have loved this man for years and have gushed many times about how adorable, what I describe as his squiffy eye, is. How did it take me so long to notice that my sweet baby shares this condition with one of my favorite musicians? It was/is an important discovery for me because somehow knowing this makes me more appreciative of it and less freaked out about it. I almost feel like I can embrace it now. I know this must sound idiotic but it's true. I guess it's knowing that although I noticed his eye when I first saw Thom Yorke in a Radiohead video and wondered why it was the way it was, it soon became yet another quirky thing I loved about him and it in fact made him even more attractive to me because of it. It makes me think that if B doesn't end up having surgery to correct this that it will be a thing that makes her unique and even if people do say things to her about it they will begin to accept it as part of what makes her who she is and that she will be loved regardless of any flaws visible or not.
4 comments:
I think we all need to go through some "bad blogger" phases. Obviously I'm a big fan of it myself right now.
Isn't Friday Night Lights good?
OK:
A. We have been grooving to House of Cards all weekend for some reason. Some of Radiohead's stuff makes me feel like I'm not smart enough to listen to it, but that song is just straight-up gorgeous.
B. I don't think it's idiotic at all to find it reassuring that someone you love shares B's condition. Makes perfect sense to me. It's reassuring to see someone dealing with something you're somewhat worried/freaked out about and find it's not really a factor. *I* would be comforted too, if B were mine and I were you.
C. Season 4 of FNL: So far, as awesome as season 1, which was my favorite up to this point. (We found a bootleg site that has it and ask me if I care because NO!, because if NBC wasn't a collective bunch of boobs I could be watching this on an actual channel we have.)
Elizasmom's "B" and heck, Badblogger is mah middle NAME! Holla!
Wow. Just keep me away from that Sims stuff. Sounds sooooo wishfulfilling addictive i just don't dare. It's like how I love to clean the basement, cuz it tends to stay clean for way longer than the upstairs. Sweet CONTROL over my environment. Gives me the shivers just thinking about it.
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