I'd heard the lyrics of the song and thought that they only applied to the romantic love. You know-- the hearts-and-flowers, all rainbows and soft-fade fairy tale time of the beginning of a relationship. Then i had kids.
I've always thought of myself as being fairly consistent in beliefs, presentation and action. I try to, as they say, "walk the talk". But lately, i don't recognize myself in some of my behaviours.
I blame it all on my kids.
How did the "groovy-free-love-peacenik" that i think myself to be end up at the Archery Shoppe buying a "Mission Menace" bow? (http://missionarchery.com/Menace-bow.asp)
How did i end up yesterday at the T-Mobile store purchasing a fancy-schmancy mobile phone with keyboard...... for my teenage daughter? Aren't there enough texting teens? Aren't we supposed to be the luddite family (no television service, no cable, make our kids read "good books"--To Kill a Mockingbird most recently, limited internet access)? The ones that resist the rampant consumer culture (ie. deprive our kids of the latest and greatest gadgets)? And now Alessandra has the mobile that i'd coveted for the past six months. I won't buy it for myself (having thought about it for six months) but it took all of thirty minutes to get the mobile and the service and the instructional run-down. I've waited longer in line at a bakery!
Off to make bacon-wrapped sausages for my waiting family. Aack!
Where did that vegetarian, crunchy-granola peacenik go?
If you find her, text Alex to come get her.......
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