• Random Thoughts

    Some days I can handle more stupid, some days I can handle less stupid.

    We need to learn to respect each other’s limitations.

    My brain is very, very tired right now.

    Some days my random thoughts are more interesting than others.

    This should make up for it:

    I saw a mamma fox with three kits tonight. A little later and a few miles away I saw what may well be the dad.

    Did you know that foxes can be domesticated?

    We shouldn’t domesticate animals we aren’t willing or able to take super good care of.

    We should take super good care of the animals we domesticate.

    I’m considering becoming a vegetarian.

    Is the prevalence of mental illness related to not having enough time to sit and think?

    Do animals sit and think? Or maybe just observe closely?

    My 4 year old just learned how to open child proof caps. I’m so proud.

    Send help!

  • Consistently Inconsistent Part Deux

    You would not believe the problems I have had getting online the last two day. Seriously. If anyone would like to send me $400 to upgrade my internet, that would be so awesome. It took me about 4 hours to get ours working today. Yesterday, it just randomly fritzed out about 20 times. So, yeah. That kind of makes it hard to be consistent. We just paid $900 for car repairs on our only vehicle, so unless some of our hard work finally pays off soon, that’s not going to change.

    And if you want to get me a laptop, that would be helpful as well. Having to share a computer with three little girls whose only moments of sitting quietly happen while watching the videos on that computer . . . it’s not an ideal arrangement. We have no cable and you can only buy so many DVDs. And did I mention that they are actively into something every single waking moment of the day? Do you know what it’s like to have 3 different people who each need your attention at least every 5 minutes for 16 hours a day? Yeah. Like I said, it’s not an ideal arrangement.

    I keep telling my kids that we’re like athletes training with weights on. You know- like the baseball players who put weights at the end of their bats while warming up so that when they go to bat, they’ll be swinging harder. We keep pushing forward with all these obstacles blocking our path and it may look like we’re failing from the outside. But let something break our way and we’ll have such finely developed skills that we’ll just take off like nobody’s business.

    At least that’s the theory, anyways. I think it’s a pretty good one.