The Sometimes Effect
Good day readers and followers. Welcome to Easter morning...at least here in the USA it's morning. Easter is a global Christian event. If you celebrate the holiday it may mean gathering with family or friends. A day filled with activities for children- Easter Egg hunts, baskets of chocolate and other candy. All of this usually follows last night's ritual of dying/decorating hard boiled eggs.
We take children that are a bit over-tired from the Easter preparation activities then dress them up in some formal, fancy clothers so that they become uncomfortable. We go to a lengthy church service that the young ones don't understand and then gather with the aforementioned friends or family. The kids are buzzed up on sugar and messing up those nice fancy clothes. Ah, and then the parents can be heard "Jimmy or Johnny, Gisele or Margie stop running around you're going to get your clothes dirty!!"
Kids don't care. Y'know, I don't care either. Sometimes you just need to push back from the table of life and try to remember what we thought about all this ham-eating, church incense burning, Easter finest day when we were kids. Did you think you looked cool dressed like you were going to work at IBM when you were 6 or 7 or 8? No! It was annoying...at least to me and most of my cousins that I would see on Easter. Now I'm not just an adult, I'm a middle-aged grandfather and I still feel the same!
I went to Catholic schools so I had to wear a suit jacket and tie from age 6! Putting on a suit for an extra day was dreadful. I just wanted to play street hockey with my cousins after the easter egg hunt. I wore a tie for about 45 years! Sometimes we lose the perspective of the child, or don't relate to our own inner-child.
Hmmm, inner-child, eh, Answerman? Hey, sometimes you need to say "forget the status quo." Well, Y'know...my inner-child says...while I'm on this ramble-"Can we retire latin as a language?" Latin is really just around at this point so that lawyers can use it then bill you to explain stuff in plain English. It's a way of doubling their billable time or billable hora invicem ductis. Why not call it the current state of things? Probably because status quo takes less time. I told my lawyer to stop saying anything to me in Latin because if he did I was discounting his fees by 50%. I was serious. He stopped.
I love and appreciate my family. Sometimes we just don't get along. It's human nature to disagree. I firmly believe that there is a documented rule somewhere for those age 70 + that says Congratulations, You've become a septugenarian. You have now earned a new right. State your opinion loudly and proudly. Stand firm in your opinion as an absolute. Disagree with anyone that does not share said opinion. Do so vehemently and at high volume/decibel level. This is your post-septugenarian right. I think the original rule was written in Latin somewhere.
Now that all of my Parents, Aunt &, Uncles are 70+ it's asking for a holiday arguement to get together. My inner-child says "Sometimes I don't wanna do this holiday thing." I don't think that means I don't care about my family,-immediate or extended. Sometimes I just want to be left alone.
Does this make me a middle-aged curmudgeon? Maybe. Is this blog starting to sound like long time journalist Andy Rooney? Possibly.
Let the kids have their fun. Yes they will get cranky. Who will be the crankiest- the children or the post 70 crowd? The Answerman says (not in Latin) "Sometimes I just want to do my own thing. I can't have an egg unless I have a brightly colored hard boiled one...but only after my awesome granddaughter gets up to give one to me with such pride because she decorated all of them. I'm not going to some overcrowded brunch. I'm going to fire up the chain saw and log splitter. I'm going to drink beer and not eat ham. Sometimes you just have to do it your own way. Happy Easter-!Hey kid, get your Pops a beer!"
We take children that are a bit over-tired from the Easter preparation activities then dress them up in some formal, fancy clothers so that they become uncomfortable. We go to a lengthy church service that the young ones don't understand and then gather with the aforementioned friends or family. The kids are buzzed up on sugar and messing up those nice fancy clothes. Ah, and then the parents can be heard "Jimmy or Johnny, Gisele or Margie stop running around you're going to get your clothes dirty!!"
Kids don't care. Y'know, I don't care either. Sometimes you just need to push back from the table of life and try to remember what we thought about all this ham-eating, church incense burning, Easter finest day when we were kids. Did you think you looked cool dressed like you were going to work at IBM when you were 6 or 7 or 8? No! It was annoying...at least to me and most of my cousins that I would see on Easter. Now I'm not just an adult, I'm a middle-aged grandfather and I still feel the same!
I went to Catholic schools so I had to wear a suit jacket and tie from age 6! Putting on a suit for an extra day was dreadful. I just wanted to play street hockey with my cousins after the easter egg hunt. I wore a tie for about 45 years! Sometimes we lose the perspective of the child, or don't relate to our own inner-child.
Hmmm, inner-child, eh, Answerman? Hey, sometimes you need to say "forget the status quo." Well, Y'know...my inner-child says...while I'm on this ramble-"Can we retire latin as a language?" Latin is really just around at this point so that lawyers can use it then bill you to explain stuff in plain English. It's a way of doubling their billable time or billable hora invicem ductis. Why not call it the current state of things? Probably because status quo takes less time. I told my lawyer to stop saying anything to me in Latin because if he did I was discounting his fees by 50%. I was serious. He stopped.
I love and appreciate my family. Sometimes we just don't get along. It's human nature to disagree. I firmly believe that there is a documented rule somewhere for those age 70 + that says Congratulations, You've become a septugenarian. You have now earned a new right. State your opinion loudly and proudly. Stand firm in your opinion as an absolute. Disagree with anyone that does not share said opinion. Do so vehemently and at high volume/decibel level. This is your post-septugenarian right. I think the original rule was written in Latin somewhere.
Now that all of my Parents, Aunt &, Uncles are 70+ it's asking for a holiday arguement to get together. My inner-child says "Sometimes I don't wanna do this holiday thing." I don't think that means I don't care about my family,-immediate or extended. Sometimes I just want to be left alone.
Does this make me a middle-aged curmudgeon? Maybe. Is this blog starting to sound like long time journalist Andy Rooney? Possibly.
Let the kids have their fun. Yes they will get cranky. Who will be the crankiest- the children or the post 70 crowd? The Answerman says (not in Latin) "Sometimes I just want to do my own thing. I can't have an egg unless I have a brightly colored hard boiled one...but only after my awesome granddaughter gets up to give one to me with such pride because she decorated all of them. I'm not going to some overcrowded brunch. I'm going to fire up the chain saw and log splitter. I'm going to drink beer and not eat ham. Sometimes you just have to do it your own way. Happy Easter-!Hey kid, get your Pops a beer!"
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