The Living Without Series

This is a series of posts that I wrote back in 2006 on living with less stuff. Check them out: liv011Living #2liv031liv04

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Watching Old Videos

I am STILL without a computer.  My life is so different not having the internet at my disposal.

I decided enough was enough.  When Clay came home tonight I grabbed his computer and pushed him down the stairs and said, “I think you’re going to be sick for the next few days.  Your computer and I will be upstairs.  Holler if you need anything!”  And then I locked the basement door and have ignored the sounds coming from down there.

I’m kidding!  Or am I?

Whatever.  Computers are stupid.  I totally don’t need one when I have my awesome smart phone, cha dude.

Except my oldest son decided to “clean” my phone for me.  He took off all the games, created folders for stuff I don’t have, and I haven’t been able to get an email since March 16, 2012.  But, he swears it’s not his problem.  So, I pushed him down the stairs to keep his father company.  Now, if someone could just put Angry Birds back on my phone, I would really appreciate it.  My “Smart Phone” is barely a step above a rotary dial phone with one of those non-tangle cords.

Stupid-stupid heads from Stupidville.

What is this post about anyway?

Oh!  I remember!  So, I got hold of Clay’s computer and started combing through old videos.  OH, MUH, GAWD!  I think I’m going to waste a lot of time posting some of them.  I’m apologizing now, sorry.  The good news is new episodes of Sherlock Holmes will be out in July, so you can dilute the pain of my videos with something fabulous.

Okay, video number one:  This was filmed during our spring break 2011 trip to the ranch in Oklahoma.  I love how goofy my husband is, too bad he can’t get out of the basement to come watch this with me.

Fast Tube by Casper


I’ll regret this in the morning.

If you have three minutes to waste watching a woman with matted, greasy, bed head in her mismatched pajamas trying to get her daughter’s formal dress done before the dance starts, then by all means….watch this.

Fast Tube by Casper


You’re welcome.

Don’t be stupid

I became a parent at the age of 23.  In four short years my daughter will be that age and I’m not certain that I will believe that I know anything about raising a decent human being other than the simple statement that comes to my mind which is, don’t be stupid.

The older I become, the less convicted I am about many things that I was so certain of in my youth.  My eyes have seen more, my ears have heard more, my heart has felt more and therefore I’ve softened to many things that may have caused me to bristle in the past.  Which makes me wonder if my younger children are being raised by a different mother than the one that raised my two older children.  My answer would be, yes, sort of, kinda.  I’m slower to judge a person and slower to befriend a person.  In general, I’m much slower.

Clay and I were discussing parenting books and how we both think people need to lean more on their natural instincts when raising their children.  But, what if you don’t have any natural instincts?  Well, then don’t be stupid.  I know, that’s easy to say if you are confident in your abilities.  Seriously though, if a book told you to love your child, make sure they are fed, clean, educated and well mannered, would you not do these things?  So, if I wrote a parenting book I think I would constantly remind the reader that their stupidity will be returned ten fold by their children, so don’t be stupid.

Do you want to know something funny?  I wouldn’t allow my two older children to utter the word stupid, in fact, they thought it was a bad word.  Now, I find myself saying, “Don’t be stupid.” to my four children nearly every day.  Somehow, even with the allowance of this word in their vocabulary, they still don’t accuse each other of being stupid, but that doesn’t stop them from yelling, “STUPID!” out of frustration now and then when pitching a fit.

I’m not in the business or of the authority to give anyone parenting advice.  In fact I don’t think I will be able to have that gavel in my fist until I have seen that my own four children have been able to successfully raise their own children.  So, by the time I’m ninety then I will be able to write a parenting book full of all kinds of wisdom, but until then I only have one thing to say to parents, don’t be stupid.

One thing I know for certain is that a child learns from their parent.  Whether you were raised by the most brilliant parents or the most insignificant parents, you learned from them.  Maybe you plan to do things differently because your parents were stupid, that’s great, don’t be stupid.  Maybe you plan to raise your children exactly the way your were raised because your parents were phenomenal, that’s great, just don’t be stupid.  Just don’t be stupid.