why?
All right, you asked for it. Here's the first in my series of lost-and-found blog posts. My sister was the first one to give me an answer, so this post, titled "Why" and originally begun on June 7, 2010, is the first I'm writing. I no longer know what I was wondering about on June 7, 2010, so I give you instead a series of questions that are on my mind today.
...do my kids swear they're not tired, not tired, not tired, play throughout half of naptime, and then fall asleep 10 minutes before naptime is over, so that I have to forcibly drag them out of bed, groggy and grumpy, when it's time to pick up Beth?
...does my cat ignore me all day, and then at random times--say, 11 p.m. or 4 a.m.--decide that he MUST HAVE ATTENTION and stand at our bedroom door and meow and scratch at it like the world will come to an end if someone does not pet him immediately? (Note: I do NOT pet him when he does this)
...does the guy who lives across the street from me never make eye contact and wave? Am I really that scary?
...can't I ever just say no to chocolate?
...did I spend money on cloth shopping bags so I could be "green," when I forget to take them to the grocery store 99 percent of the time?
...do I still hate bananas, even though I have learned to like everything else I despised in my picky-eating childhood?
...do shows that are popular with little boys tend to focus on personified inanimate objects (toys, cars, Thomas the Train), while shows aimed at girls are about people (if you count princesses and fairies as people)?
...do I never return from the grocery store without forgetting at least one thing I really wanted to buy?
...can't I ever find myself really engaged with a non-fiction book?
...do I still post comments when the Pioneer Woman does give-aways? There's no way I'll ever win. (There are more than 25,000 comments on her Anthropologie giveaway today. It would be like winning the lottery. But hey--I like Anthropologie and I can never afford their stuff!)
...do my three girls, whom I swear I make an effort to treat very similarly, respond to the same things in such very, very, different ways?
...do I remember theme songs to cartoon shows and jingles from commercials that I heard 20 years ago, and forget the names of people I met last week?
If anyone has the answers to these questions, go ahead and tell me. I'd love to have these mind-bending dilemmas solved.
...do my kids swear they're not tired, not tired, not tired, play throughout half of naptime, and then fall asleep 10 minutes before naptime is over, so that I have to forcibly drag them out of bed, groggy and grumpy, when it's time to pick up Beth?
...does my cat ignore me all day, and then at random times--say, 11 p.m. or 4 a.m.--decide that he MUST HAVE ATTENTION and stand at our bedroom door and meow and scratch at it like the world will come to an end if someone does not pet him immediately? (Note: I do NOT pet him when he does this)
...does the guy who lives across the street from me never make eye contact and wave? Am I really that scary?
...can't I ever just say no to chocolate?
...did I spend money on cloth shopping bags so I could be "green," when I forget to take them to the grocery store 99 percent of the time?
...do I still hate bananas, even though I have learned to like everything else I despised in my picky-eating childhood?
...do shows that are popular with little boys tend to focus on personified inanimate objects (toys, cars, Thomas the Train), while shows aimed at girls are about people (if you count princesses and fairies as people)?
...do I never return from the grocery store without forgetting at least one thing I really wanted to buy?
...can't I ever find myself really engaged with a non-fiction book?
...do I still post comments when the Pioneer Woman does give-aways? There's no way I'll ever win. (There are more than 25,000 comments on her Anthropologie giveaway today. It would be like winning the lottery. But hey--I like Anthropologie and I can never afford their stuff!)
...do my three girls, whom I swear I make an effort to treat very similarly, respond to the same things in such very, very, different ways?
...do I remember theme songs to cartoon shows and jingles from commercials that I heard 20 years ago, and forget the names of people I met last week?
If anyone has the answers to these questions, go ahead and tell me. I'd love to have these mind-bending dilemmas solved.
4 comments:
Shockingly, I have no answers for your Whys. But I must say I've asked myself, aloud or very quietly inside, nearly every one of the questions you have posed. (Except for the guy who lives across from me - my guy is extremely friendly. :)) I am quite comforted knowing I am not alone in the World of Why.
I have some of the exact same why's, so when you figure it out, please let me know.
I have a tough time with bananas. I'll eat them, but they can't be under or over ripe and about halfway I do gag a bit.
Some guys don't know how to be friendly without being creepy, be thankful your neighbor is not creepy!
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