Me during an NPR program about major scams: "If someone tells you that they have the best Vitamin in the world, it is probably a fraud."
Ansel: "How would you fit a frog into a vitamin?"
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
If you remember from a recent post, I had a bit of trouble grasping on to the concept of Ansel actually havimg front teeth. While we were at the U2 concert, he lost....and I mean lost, as in it fell out of his mouth and he couldn't find it, which is exactly the same predicament all of his naturally dislodged teeth have found themselves in. This time he had a babysitter who explained the situation to the tooth fairy. Unfortunately, the tooth fairy had an extremely late night and wasn't too tired to leave money, but was too tired to answer his question. According to my cousin's daughter, her tooth fairy is named Tautiania and it may have been Tautiania that left the money, but it is very unlike Tautiania not to leave a note or fairy dust. So for now, this tooth fairy remains anonymous. I don't care. I am just thrilled that Ansel has another empty space in his mouth, buying him a little growing up time.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
U2 and I have a complicated relationship that can best be explained through parable.
There once was a girl who, during her formative adolescent years, developed a deep and abiding friendship with someone we will call B3. The girl provided an appreciative listening ear, while B3 provided a safe place for this girl to channel much of her inexpressible and foreign emotions. B3 was simple, down to earth, passionate, angry, and infatuated with the world......just like the girl. The girl taped a poster of her friend in her room and often felt empathy pouring from this portion of the wall.
This mostly one-sided relationship continued to grow for several years.
But then the friend changed. Or the girl changed. Or both. B3 became a little to flashy and self-aware, wanting to please the now millions of other friends that had since been acquired. B3 bought fancy toys to impress his new friends. The girl grew up and tamed her raw emotions that were the foundation of this relationship. Whatever the reason doesn't matter. They grew apart. The girl no longer gave B3 a listening ear and B3 no longer spoke to the girl's heart.
So when the girl was given the opportunity to see her old friend again, she wondered if it would be too painful to see B3, to be reminded of what they once had and how far they had grown apart. But the girl hoped that no matter how much each of them had changed, they would still have the strength of their old memories to bond them, rendering this reunion memorable. I was right. I mean, the girl was right.
Plus, it is impossible not to have a great time with my cousin, Marika. We would have fun together at a farm equipment auction.
My favorite part was when all the fancy lights were shut down and only the lights from cell phones and lighters could be seen. Now we were in space and Bono was playing "With or without you." I was taken back 20 years to a tentless night under a Moab night sky, listening to Joshua Tree on cassette tape, so seemingly close to the stars that I felt their hot breath on my face. It was nice to be with my old friend again.
Corey took me straight to the bike shop and bought me a new bike. Great, now I'll have no excuses for not going down the devil's pathway.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011