I’ve been an adult for half of my life now. That’s kind of a scary thought, and you’d think I would be further along in my quest for personal awesomeness. But whatev, I’ve got some episodes of The Vampire Diaries to catch up on so I don’t have time to over-analyze. Cheers!
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This is me blogging \0/
Sunday we drove up to Hilton Head. I had never been before, but had heard all sorts of fabulous things about it. We visited some museum and went to the top of the lighthouse. While having lunch, we saw dolphins!!! I’d always heard how busy restaurants are on Mother’s Day were, but not in Hilton Head. We let the kids play at a local park and then visited some other harbor and checked out one of the beaches. It was a nice town, but nothing to rave about, honestly. Kevin said it was “too sanitized and lacked character.” It was a fun day and I won’t waste time pining for a visit, so it’s all good.\
The kids had the most fun at the park:I saw some shade and made Kevin take a picture of us without squinty eyes:
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There are more pictures here.After that we headed home and the kids gave me the presents they made in school. Lots of coupons for chores and pictures of flowers. Last week Brian asked what my favorite sport is. He asked, “Golf?” I said no. He got really upset. He practically started crying and said, “Mini golf?” I agreed, just to calm him down, and he seemed happier. When I got my presents, I finally understood what that crying was about. He made a card at school and it listed all sorts of info about me- my name, eye color, favorite hobby, favorite sport, etc. He wrote golf for that last question and didn’t want the gift ruined by being wrong. How sweet, funny, and charming is that?
My birthday is a week after Mother’s Day. I think Mother’s Day gifts should be something smallish, like a book or a candle, whereas birthday presents is where the real action should take place. Kevin has never followed this though and usually reverses the gift giving priority. He went all out for Mother’s Day again 🙂 I can’t really complain about getting presents though.\
This morning, Brian was writing sentences about fish, dolphins, sharks, and whales as homework. He wrote about the fish we had to leave behind in Va. He wrote, “We youst to have fish…” Youst!! Isn’t that the cutest thing ever? -
Little Boys and Little Dogs
My friend Brad invited us to his awesome Derby Day party – and we had a great time. The boys got to play with his 10 week old puppy, Rocky. As you can see, they loved every minute of it.
And here are the rest of the pics of the boys being boys. Enjoy!
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Restraining Myself
I’ve registered too many domain names. I have almost fifty and most of them aren’t being used for anything. So now, instead of wasting more money registering domain names that I have big ideas but no time for, I’m sharing them with the internet! I’ve been posting them to twitter, but now that I’ve done two of them, I figure it’s time for a blog post about them. Here they are, along with the original idea behind them:
- butchtutu.com – I have a horrible idea for a serial about a cowboy who rides alone through the Old West “hellbent on reconciliation” and “busting heads in the name of forgiveness”. It just struck me as a really funny idea. And yes, it’s still available. (I may end up writing this on Ficly)
- bigbadbaboon.com – It’s a domain name and a tongue twister! Inspired by this awesome monkey by Jon Morris. I think it would be a great name for a design firm, heavy metal blues band or comic strip about unruly teenage mercenaries.
- metaldick.com – Another serial idea about a robotic private eye who solves human cases with cold logic and learns emotions from his brassy secretary, Gladys.
Your welcome, internet. If you end up registering them and using them for either the intended purpose or something else, let me know.
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Awesome is genetic! \0/
Brian is reading, which makes me heart sing. I’ve never been so proud. He is adding and telling time. He is also learning to tie his shoes, which is a big deal in these days of velcro. He can open the van door, buckle himself, and close the van door; brush his teeth, even though he doesn’t like to; dress himself; put the clean silverware away. He’s been doing these for a long while, but it’s always great to see what a non-baby he is. He can open the upper cabinets in the kitchen and a couple of times I’ve mistaken him for Max, because he’s grown so tall. He is a real little person, who can do many things, follow instructions, and has opinions. YAY! I probably told you already, but he won the “Flying Hawk” award which is awarded to one kid per class for representing integrity, honesty, and other touchy-feely themes.
Max has been on fire at school. The Media Project he and his 3rd grade class did last year won its division at the international level. Meaning, it went to the regional competition, then state, then US, then Int’l and won them all. This year, as a big 4th grader, each student worked with a partner to create a project, instead of doing one project as a class. He and his partner created a story about a guy who falls into another dimension where he has to fight through various video games to get out. It was funny and fun to watch. 🙂
Earlier in the year he tried out for the Science Olympiad team. There are only 4 kids from his grade selected, and he was one of them. Twice a week he’s been going in early to work with a partner on Simple Machines. At the district competition a couple of weeks ago, he and his partner took first place and his school won first place overall! They get to go to the state competition in Atlanta, for an overnight trip! Kevin is taking the day off, and we are pulling Brian from school so we can all go.
He continues to be active with chorus and the Art and Philosophy Club. I’m still on a high from his participation in the Spelling Bee, where he did well. He’s earned straight A’s on his last two report cards and he also received the “Flying Hawk” award. What are the odds that both of my kids received it?? Outside of school, he was recently promoted in karate, continues to write for ficly.com, creates comics in his spare time, and he and Kevin gave a joint presentation at the Telfair Museum last month.\
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My International Day of Awesomeness Manifesto
Today is the third International Day of Awesomeness, a holiday I invented back in 2007. For the past three years, I’ve tried to perform a “feat of awesomeness” to commemorate the day. The first year, I dyed my hair blue, something I’d always wanted to do but never had the guts to actually do. Last year’s was less obvious, but there was a huge layoff at AOL the day before, so I wrote LinkedIn recommendations for all of my friends that got laid off instead of doing something else. This year, I walked around Forsyth Park with my friends Murray and Tom (something they do three times a week at 6:30AM), poorly organized a lunch at a brand new restaurant downtown, and am now doing part three – writing a manifesto. I wanted to write down, for the world to see, what I believe in and what I aspire to be. But, I remembered this TED Talk from Barry Schwartz and realized that he sums up most of it in 20 minutes of eloquence. So, watch it, and then join me down below.
He talks quite a bit about “moral heroes” and celebrating them. My moral heroes are pretty simple: Mister Rogers, Elwood P. Dowd and Jesus Christ. All three men (fictional or not) contain the attributes I aspire to. They’re kind, empathetic and gentle.\
I’ve been thinking a lot about what I want my kids to learn from me, and here’s the (very short) list I’ve come up with:- Be kind to everyone.
- Do no harm.
I think that if I can live those two things, everything else that I could do that would be considered good or worthwhile will follow naturally. As Jesus said, “And the second [great commandment] is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.” (Matthew 22:39). Elwood P. Dowd, the protagonist in Harvey said it like this, “Years ago my mother used to say to me, she’d say, ‘In this world, Elwood, you must be’ – she always called me Elwood – ‘In this world, Elwood, you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant.’ Well, for years I was smart. I recommend pleasant. You may quote me.”
I don’t know about choosing between being smart or pleasant. I hope it’s possible to be both.
And, I obviously stole the second item in the list from the Hippocratic Oath, but I think it applies to everyone, not just doctors. To me, that means not just avoiding physical harm but emotional. If you’re kind and empathetic, you’re not going to intentionally cause any kind of harm to anyone else – and you’re much less likely to cause it unintentionally.
The world is full of well-meaning people who forget about empathy. We hear it every day: “I can’t imagine anyone living like that / doing that / feeling that way / loving that person / doing that to themselves / etc.” That shows a problem with their imagination, not with the other people. The things one person can’t imagine are held deeply by others. The things one person thinks are disgusting are the deepest feelings of another’s heart. We try to legislate away everything that makes us uncomfortable. We try to push deep down inside us those feelings that we can’t express because we lack the imagination to invent the words for them.
I refuse to believe that there is too little imagination in the world for us to accept each other. Being “tolerant” isn’t good enough.
If the second great commandment is to “love thy neighbor as thyself”, then nothing else can trump that, not the Old Testament, not Paul’s epistles, nothing else in Christian scripture beats Jesus Christ telling us to love each other (if you’re a Christian that is – if you’re not, that’s fine, the golden rule is a fairly universal concept – see the Charter for Compassion).
If my kids learn that from me, then I think I’ve done my job. It doesn’t matter what else they learn from me. If they grow up to be gentlemen, in the truest simplest definition of the word, then I’ll be happy.
How are you supposed to end a manifesto? I think I’ll end it with a quote from Martin Luther King Jr, who is on my “expanded” list of moral heroes:
Man must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression, or retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love.
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Mini Golf
Last weekend we took the boys mini-golfing. Even though I got two hole-in-one’s, Kevin won. I blame the stupid water hazards that got me every time! He and I will be rematching soon. The kids had fun and did really well too. Here are some pics: Clicky here.