The Boston situation seems to be settling down, and they've decided that most of the fertilizer was blown up in West. Everyone can take a deep breath for now. What is up with April? It sure seems like most of these events happen during this month. Maybe we all need to go out and purchase some sage and do a "cleansing" to get rid of the bad juju. All I can say is those May flowers had better be spectacular.
The whole time the Boston manhunt was playing out, all I could hear in my head was Liam Neeson and his speech from the movie "Taken". I really liked that movie, all because of Liam Neeson, who really comes across like a guy who can get things done. That's what is known as a rarity! "...I have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. [I] will look for you, I will find you." Did anyone else think that? no? Just me, then. I often think of odd movie quotes when I am stressed. But anyway, my point was that, in the history of cowardly people setting off bombs for no good reason, nobody has ever gotten away with it. It took 18 years for us to find the Unabomber...but we found him. It took ten years for us to find Bin Laden...but we found him. If what happened in West turns out to have been deliberate instead of a completely foreseeable accident, then we will find that guy too. It's what we do.
We recorded the National Geographic Channel's series, The 80s: The Decade That Made Us. It's kind of weird to watch a show about the times you lived through so recently. So much has changed! They showed the President when he got shot, and I actually watched that unfold on television. I had a Jane Fonda workout tape, and I wore spandex. We didn't have cable at our house back then, nor did we have any instant news channels. People thought that my family was rich because we had...a Betamax(No, that is not some odd new fish!). All the girls wanted to look like Madonna, so they could be unique. Yuppies with their 'salmon' shirts and rolexes were everywhere. Yikes.
Every time I watch an episode of Game of Thrones, I am struck by how very meticulous the producers are about the details of the show. Those guys don't make the assumption that we are all idiots who have to be spoonfed everything. I like that! There really isn't a single movement that the characters make that doesn't reveal some new thread of the story. Layers upon textures, that show! Those GoT guys could apply that meticulous nature to the national debt and have it all solved by next Tuesday, I'll bet. Also, if they could get me a dragon, that would be really cool. Well, cool to imagine, anyway. How would you "walk" a dragon, for instance? And what would my cats think? Maisy the dog would be ecstatic, right up until she got accidentally fried. So, no dragon, I guess. *mopes*
Today, I decided to be adventurous and wear my special Zebra-print bra. I put it on, immediately felt better about the day, finished dressing, and went to work. I sat at my desk all day and had conversations with people, walked around, etc. Finally it was time to go home, and I hit the ladies' room before the drive to San Antonio. As I was washing my hands, I happened to look up(I just don't spend a lot of time looking in the mirror--sue me), and lo! You could see my Zebra-print bra perfectly through the shirt I was wearing. At that point, what can you do or say?
Zane has been having some behavior issues at school this month. It's not usually serious--mostly horseplay, out of seat, etc. It is the end of the year, and Zane has behavior issues when he is getting a little bored. We can't exactly tell the teacher that it's her fault for boring our son, so we are just going to coast through these last few weeks. Except yesterday...he bit somebody. Biting is a developmental thing...unless you're a soccer player. Zane should be past that stage, but in all fairness, he's been hanging out with the dog a bit more than usual. I was disappointed, but the behavior was not unexpected. But then...My boy gave us attitude. That is a big red button for me. If you did something wrong, you take responsibility and you show remorse. The way he was acting I wanted to bite him myself! And since I was pretty angry at that point and prone to say things like "you are not allowed to even think about having fun ever again!" I just clammed up until I calmed down. But boy, was that difficult! I know he's a good kid, but sometimes I wonder.
Go visit the wonderfully talented Stacy over at her place, please!