Having issues with our HVAC today. Funny how I just attended a focus group on home thermostats, and then ours starts acting up. I hope it's just being obstinate and that it doesn't mean that an imminent major repair of our system is coming up soon. I know that nobody 60 years ago had air conditioning in their homes, but I will still readily admit that I become a crybaby if I have reason to believe that mine will be taken from me....even momentarily! A self-centered and feeble attitude, of course. Ken throws his head back in laughter whenever I exclaim that I was born in the wrong decade. "I should've been born in the 20s," I say, marveling at the fashion or automobiles or music of the era. "You couldn't stand more than 24 hours in July," Ken might say, and he's probably right. Maybe, though, just maybe....if I had been born into heat and cold extremes, and gradually learned to live in a drafty home or stuffy apartment building, my resistanc...
We spent much of the weekend playing phone tag with two of our dear friends, Matt and Sara. Sara (at last) delivered a healthy baby boy on Friday, and we were able to visit them twice during their hospital stay. You can learn a lot about people and society in general just by observing them. People-watching has always been a favorite pastime of mine. I would like to submit, too, that the most fascinating people to be watched can be found in one of three places: the airport, the mall, and the hospital. I am one who likes to make up stories about people who I don't even know....where they're from, why they're here....where they're going....what kind of pain must be plaguing them (drama, I know). One thing I do know is that, in hospitals, the staff is fun to observe. The particular hospital where we were deals with nothing but women and children. The floor we were on, of course, dealt exclusively with labor and delivery. The woman at the front desk looked placid and calm, h...
....the funniest thing I've seen in a while. Watch this . On a more serious note, let's delve into this a little big deeper. Here are two Chinese guys who are (lip-synching) to an American song, who've memorized the lyrics which are not even in their native language. That is amazing. It hit me hard, too, as I grew up with a myriad of pen pals from around the world who spoke practically perfect English. I was ashamed that the only things I could say in their language were "hello" and "thank you," if even that. This makes me want to dig out those French and Spanish workbooks I have lurking in my attic and brush up on my language acquisition skills. (and....did you notice? It's not just us who sarcastically make fun of the Backstreet Boys.)
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