3 posts tagged “good”

The Vortex strikes again.

A foster-adopted-step cousin of mine is separating from her husband and moving back there.

Oh, the foster-adopted-step-cousin thing?

Yeah, I have a nightmarish M.C. Escher family tree.

Anyway, another one pulled back.

She'd been out of the place we shall not mention for better than 14 years.

I'm telling you, and myself, you have to watch these things; forever.

And they'd just adopted a two year old girl from China, as in 4 months ago.

Will China even let you keep an adopted child if you get separated/divorced?

Similarly, what were they thinking adopting a child if things were choppy?

Or was it the added stress of the kid thing that widened/exploited an existing crack?

Ain't nothing in this world for sure.

Excepting for how good hot dogs taste when slightly burned/blacked around the outer skin/casing.

Today was warm enough to open up the windows for ventilation and cook like a caveman all flame and noir style; i.e. blackened.

Smoke detector be damned, mmmwa-hahahaha.

Fire, meat (assorted beef pieces in a tube-shape), good.

I even read a book on the deck wearing only shorts and got the first official minor sunburn of the season.

Sweet.

On the first sunny day over 60 degrees F this year.

When we want to talk
and be polite
When we're inside a room
and it's day or night

We use our inside voices
Our good and quiet voices

No need to shout
or scream
or cry

Just use our inside voices
Our good and quiet voices

It's the right thing to do
so others can be heard
To think our thoughts straight
or just relax the mood

It's fine to be happy and excited
All true
But we can be those things
and be quiet too

When we use our inside voices
Our calm and happy voices
Our good and quiet voices

That's what we call our inside voices.

Opposites.

Positive / Negative
Light / Dark
Good / Bad
Divine / Evil
Hot / Cold

We think of these concepts as pure, neatly separated elements.

Segregated, idyllic, and simple.

One is here, the other is there.

If we hold on to that notion, it is we who are simple.

These terms are more accurately a spectrum within a whole of contiguous extremes.

Bend a straight line completely and you achieve a circle.

Reality is complex, convoluted, and corrupt.

In truth, extremes are homogeneous.

These are interconnected, interdependent swirls that envelope us.

The human condition cannot hope to distinguish the one wholly from the other.

Today, my 4 month old rolled from her back to her tummy, attempted some push-ups, then rolled onto her

back and stuck her toes in her mouth.

She repeated the process a few moments later, I with the digital camera at the ready this time to record the achievement for posterity and the distant grandparents. 

To vary the degree of difficulty in the routine, she added a forward lunge while on her belly, pivoting on her wrists and forearms, and achieved directed forward motion with this second sequence.

Not one, or two, but three developmental milestones combined in sequence.

She's a showoff.  Looked right at the camera the whole time she did this.

Don't know where she picked up that DNA.

Friday we should hear back from her pediatrician, who will be reviewing X-rays taken at the hospital this morning to verify whether her skull plates are prematurely fusing together, preventing her head circumference from expanding, which will lead to a buildup of pressure on her brain as it grows.

So, was today good or bad?

Am I feeling positive or negative?

Is this optimistic or pessimistic?

Is it right or wrong to be able to laugh today?

Is it vanity or compassion to hope that she won't need surgery and a protective helmet because the other kids will think she looks funny and tease her?

Simple answers, like simple definitions, are for the simpleminded and almost always entirely wrong.