So I have this Sony boombox. It has a radio, a cd player and a TAPE DECK. It's completely badass and I can't even remember how long I've had it. If I had to guess... 15 years. But probably more. Side note: I also have a Sony Shower Radio/cd player. IT still works. So, Sony used to be the shit.. oh.. I forgot to mention our TELEVISION. It's a 2001 model I believe. 15 years old. When I think back to things... It seems like EVERYTHING is 15 years ago.. for like... 10 years now. Haha. Anyway, the TV still works, to my delight. (complete sarcasm) I live with an "old soul" and... we're not getting rid of the television set until it is broken. So.. that's that. The point is, it still works, and that's amazing. The shower radio still works, and it's been used almost every day for.... 15 years. I but that one is closer to Twenty. So, my focus at the moment is the Sony boombox. I love boomboxes. They make me feel young again. When I look at them, but especially when I say the word boombox. This thing hasn't been used EVERY day since our purchase, but it's been used a lot over the years. What is particularly impressive is that... since the birth of my son, I have spun a cd in that bitch EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. It's a Rain cd... it's great. It provides some nice, calming "white noise" as they call it. And... who doesn't like the sound of the rain when they're trying to snooze? SO.......... My son is almost 15 months old. How many nights is that? Approximately 455 nights.. that cd played.... for.... 10 to 12 hours a night. And it's still going. Once (maybe twice) it stopped and I had to clean off the dust... but other than that.. it still plays every night when I go in there. And yes Michael, I'm fully aware that it is the year of our Lord, 2016, and there is great technology that would allow me to play such soothing sounds on a computer, a tablet, an iPHONE, etc. But... I don't give a shit. I play my cd and we love it. Until it breaks.. and I am forced to "get with the times", that's where we'll be. In 1991.
I saw a family in a shopping plaza, begging for money. There was a mom, dad and four kids. FOUR KIDS! They were standing outside, in front of their Chrysler Town & Country. I'm a nice person, I really am. I'm actually one of the most compassionate people I know... but you're going to have FOUR kids, run out of money, then beg others to hand over theirs? How about NO? I supposed I'm not quite compassionate enough. Then, I think of all the things that could be going on in their lives that I don't know about. The guy (or gal) could have had a killer job.. being able to afford 4 kids... are great parents... jobs were lost... and now they're desperate. But.. there are always other ways to get help. I suppose it's just easier to stand there and ask others to just hand you cash. On the contrary, leaving a hockey game the other night, I saw at least 5 people sitting on the street, with their sign. One of them was a woman in her 50s or 60s. It's usually guys I see. It was particularly disturbing for some reason. I should have given her something. I don't know why I didn't. (Oh, that's right.. it was cold, I had to pee, and I had to get back to my cushy life in the suburbs) I really am curious what happens to those people, to put them on the Actual street. It's very sad.
It smells like elephant poop outside. It couldn't have anything to do with the EIGHTEEN GOD DAMNED feral cats that hang out in our yard every day. *SIGH* It all started with our next door neighbors, then my husband starting feeding them too, because he is the Cat Whisperer... so it' now Our problem as well. I love cats and I'm angry that this situation is making me dislike cats. Did I mention all eighteen of them aren't fixed? .........If I used the term "fml" I would use it here... but I don't.
I'm going out for chicken wings tonight, and I am oh so excited. Things are different with a 15 month old. It's crazy to think how different things have become. I am so in love with my kid tho... that none of the negatives even matter. It's such an understatement to say that he is the greatest thing that ever happened to me. I told him yesterday... "Your dad used to be my favorite human on the planet. Now it's you."
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