Tuesday, April 10, 2007
"There is Something Weird"
I hear this statement at least four times a week, if not more often.
Perry likes to use this statement to start a topic about something he either (a) doesn't understand, (b) doesn't feel right about, or (c) when he feels a little freaked out.
Tonight for example he used it while we were watching Dancing With the Stars. He was watching Karina and Billy Ray talking to the judges and he looked over at me and exclaimed "there is something weird." Fearing the worst, as I almost always do, he then tells me... "Karina has something weird on her head."
Oh, that's it? Good - I can handle this.
So I look up from my book (I'm multi-tasking reading my book club book while watching tv) and she has a jewel embellished on her forehead. It's an interesting look, and Perry then says... "I think she pierced her head."
"No Perry, she didn't pierce her head. It's only a jewel glued to her head" Only sounding even more weird as I write it.
Updated to add: He said it again around 9:10pm last night when he couldn't get to sleep... "Mom, there is something weird going on in my head." Oh my goodness, it never stops!
But all this weird talk got me to thinking about some weird things that I've thought of over the past week. I'll talk about them... you weigh in.
What is it with Easter and presents? A friend of Perry's this week asked him what he was asking for from the Easter Bunny. What?! We don't believe in the Easter Bunny around here - and he does NOT bring presents. (Boy, I hope his mom doesn't call me soon here.)
I don't know about everyone else, but honestly the most commercialized we get on Easter is dyeing eggs and hiding them, along with a basket filled with Reeses peanut butter eggs and pastel wrapped Butterfingers. There is nothing else... no wrapped presents that appear on the fireplace in the morning, no sitting on the Easter Bunny's lap asking for presents... just candy and eggs.
And giving thanks for our risen Lord and Saviour.
Okay, this post was a bit cynical for me. But I'm keeping it real here.
Any thoughts?
Perry likes to use this statement to start a topic about something he either (a) doesn't understand, (b) doesn't feel right about, or (c) when he feels a little freaked out.
Tonight for example he used it while we were watching Dancing With the Stars. He was watching Karina and Billy Ray talking to the judges and he looked over at me and exclaimed "there is something weird." Fearing the worst, as I almost always do, he then tells me... "Karina has something weird on her head."
Oh, that's it? Good - I can handle this.
So I look up from my book (I'm multi-tasking reading my book club book while watching tv) and she has a jewel embellished on her forehead. It's an interesting look, and Perry then says... "I think she pierced her head."
"No Perry, she didn't pierce her head. It's only a jewel glued to her head" Only sounding even more weird as I write it.
Updated to add: He said it again around 9:10pm last night when he couldn't get to sleep... "Mom, there is something weird going on in my head." Oh my goodness, it never stops!
But all this weird talk got me to thinking about some weird things that I've thought of over the past week. I'll talk about them... you weigh in.
What is it with Easter and presents? A friend of Perry's this week asked him what he was asking for from the Easter Bunny. What?! We don't believe in the Easter Bunny around here - and he does NOT bring presents. (Boy, I hope his mom doesn't call me soon here.)
I don't know about everyone else, but honestly the most commercialized we get on Easter is dyeing eggs and hiding them, along with a basket filled with Reeses peanut butter eggs and pastel wrapped Butterfingers. There is nothing else... no wrapped presents that appear on the fireplace in the morning, no sitting on the Easter Bunny's lap asking for presents... just candy and eggs.
And giving thanks for our risen Lord and Saviour.
Some Other Weird Things:
1. I love to read, but am having a hard time relaxing enough to read. I'll read at home when I have a free moment, but something always draws me away from it - dishes in the sink, blogs I want to catch up on. I'll even start reading when I get in bed - all cozied up - and then I get sleepy and the next thing I know, I maybe only read 2 pages.
2. The King of Queens was one of my favorite sitcoms in its early days. It is coming to a series finale this May and has been on for nine years. Nine years! Why no fanfare? Remember Friends, remember Frasier? What's the deal?
3. Two Words - American Idol. I'm over it. Not watching it. Let me know who wins... and I'm hoping it's not Sanjaya.
4. Our church wasn't crowded on Easter Sunday. You know how usually the church is packed on a couple services each year - Christmas and Easter. Well, ours wasn't. Was it our church? Or was it the fact that people aren't willing to even make room in their Easter Sunday for church anymore? Are they too busy wrapping Easter presents?
Okay, this post was a bit cynical for me. But I'm keeping it real here.
Any thoughts?
Labels: weird things
1 Comments:
First, I love Perry's "There is something weird" -- it is a very accurate assessment for all kinds of uncomfortable/confusing/disturbing situations.
So, my thoughts...
On Easter... We color eggs and hide them, and there is a basket waiting in the morning with some candy and usually a book and a gift. This year Camden got something he'd been asking for -- a leather-bound Bible. And he was thrilled. But we don't talk about the Easter Bunny or anything, and we do "Resurrection Eggs" during the 12 days leading up to Easter -- a great way to keep the family focused on Easter's significance.
On reading... I get like that sometimes, where I can't seem to settle long enough to get into a book. It usually has to do with being too busy or being stressed about something and it passes after a while. For me, keeping the TV off helps -- I'm more likely to pick up a book then, and enjoy it.
On church... Ours was even more crowded than I expected. And it was freezing outside, so I was thinking some people wouldn't come out. But they came out in droves. Hopefully your situation was isolated and not indicative of things falling apart even more in our culture.
Okay, this comment has gotten way too long -- sorry for hogging all the comment space!
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