…for an aging dork like me. :-D
Monthly Archives: January 2009
So in order to get out of the house this weekend, I decided to take B to the mall for the morning. I had absolutely nothing in mind to buy…I just wanted to walk around a couple of times and get at least a bit of exercise.
So we bundled up and off we went.
Now once there, I quickly realized that I had forgotten B’s stroller at home. Dang-it. Now I’d have to pop him into a shopping cart. Oh well…better than sitting at home, right?
No so fast Quickie McQuickerson…the carts can only go in and out of certain doors in the mall. For example, the carts from Sobeys and Wal-Mart can only go in and out of their main front entrance (i.e. not in through the mall). When I realized that I was about to make my exit when a friendly worker at Sobeys informed me that you could get children’s carts down at the information kiosk.
I made my way down there half-expecting to be charged a rental fee. Fortunately, I found out that all they needed was a piece of ID and the promise to return it upon completion. Seemed fair enough. And it actually seemed to fit B perfectly:
So as B and I casually walked around the mall a couple of times, a few thoughts popped into my mind:
- OH MY F*CKING GOD I’M OLD!! Ahem…sorry about that. Just had to rant on the obvious. What I notice is that almost every shop is geared towards the 12-25 year old set…which, unfortunately, I am not a part of anymore. When you see shop after shop after shop full of clothes and other items that you are at least 10 years too old to ever consider wearing, it becomes a bit disheartening after awhile.
- THANK GOD I’M NOT THAT OLD!! All I had to do was walk around the food court and quickly realize that the mall wasn’t completely about the young…just the young-at-heart, apparently. At least I’ll know where to go once I’ve retired.
- OMG I’m broke. Flat broke. I mean, I’m looking around at all the things that I’d love to have and I can’t afford any of them. But then I just look down at the smiling face of B and none of it matters. In fact, he was having more fun than I was leaning over the front of his cart to get a better view of things.
- I’m not the only one feeling the financial pinch. It was quite sad to see blank wall after blank wall throughout the entire building. Closed business after closed business. It’s a shame…it had only been a couple of months since my last visit and I could see the visible difference throughout the mall. Wow…the economic times are blatently apparent.
- My clothes aren’t tight enough. Regardless of whether or not I should be showing off my figure, it appears that “tight is in”…which seems a bit odd to me.
Once we got back from the mall and had some lunch, Ben decided to do a bit of coloring before taking his nap. Just one more thing that brings a smile to my face…
I read a very interesting article this morning about one of my favorite bloggers, Matt Logelin. The article was written by Rachel from SingleMomSeeking.com and asked just what makes Matt so special…why is he the poster-boy for single parents and being featured in People magazine and on AOL.com?
I came up with a few answers…although I’m not sure if I really got them all. I believe it’s a combination of things, actually…some of which were mentioned in the article itself.
I think Matt has been singled out is because for whatever reason (perhaps blogging about love and life before, during, and after Liz’s tragic passing) people have gravitated towards him and his blog. People see something in him that they like and have flocked to him and his stories.
Realistically, it was the sheer number of website hits that probably got People magazine interested in him, not just his story (which in and of itself is heart-breaking and draws you in like any great drama…only this is reality, not fiction).
And while there are thousands of other stories out there that could be told (just a couple were mentioned in her article), the vast majority of them are not because, as she says, they aren’t willing to go public. Or maybe they can’t tell the story as well. Or maybe their story isn’t as interesting. Or maybe there’s any number of other reasons that you can think of.
Matt is a person who is working his way through life one step at a time…through pain, through loss, through the trials of single parenthood…and many people can simply relate to that.
I think, though, at the end of the day it’s all just a case of timing. In this political/financial/social period in history, people are looking for reasons to be inspired. Whether it’s a single dad showing that you don’t have to crawl into a corner after suffering tragic loss and future hardships, or whether it’s watching a video of an autistic teenager being given the opportunity to play basketball on his final day of eligibility only to sink 20 points in 4 minutes. The general public love stories like this…and the media, every once in awhile, likes to give us a “pick-me-up” instead of the downtrodden bad news we’re normally subjected to.
However, I also don’t think it’s fair to blame the media for Matt’s “hero worship”. The media is simply jumping on the bandwagon that was already created from the thousands of people who have been reading his blog on a daily basis.
And really, at the end of the day, if his story can inspire others or even just make people feel warm inside or better about where they are in life…is that such a bad thing?
I woke up this morning feeling MUCH better. That nasty case of food poisoning is finally out of my system (I hope). That’s good to know, actually, because I’ve got B this weekend and I hate not being 100% whenever I have him.
I don’t know if we’ve really got anything crazy planned…I think we might visit the grandparents either tomorrow or Sunday. And a trip to the supermarket is absolutely in the cards.
After reading Matt Logelin’s latest post, though, I think I might just have to whip out my bubbles from storage. I haven’t blown bubbles for B since last summer…but if it’s another blustery, wintery weekend then why not? I doubt my Xmas camera will give me the awesome pictures that Matt’s did, but at least it’ll be a memory that I’ll remember…B smiling and laughing and trying to catch the bubbles while running around.
Yeah…it’s gonna be a good weekend.