The Best Thing in My Rear View Mirror

Setting aside the fact that writing about looking in my rear view mirror would make some people psycho analyse that as looking into my past or deep within my soul....I'm still going to try to tackle the issue!

On a daily basis, for most people, the rear view mirror is filled with coded numbers, colourful ozone destroying, global warming creating necessities, sometimes flashing lights and the odd impedicus if you are unlucky.  Sometimes if I aim mine down a little I see the most beautiful face in the world sitting in my back seat.  He usually has no idea I can see him, which does him no favours when he is digging for gold...if you know what I mean!  Sometimes it is my husband following me to the mechanic.  That always gives me a good laugh. I can watch him try to light his cigarette, change the station on the radio...the inevitable swerve onto the shoulder of the road because he is not paying attention.  At red lights he plays drums on his steering wheel and I can always be sure that as soon as I see a police car I can look back and see him scramble clumsily for his seat belt. 

Most of the time however, the rear view mirror for me is just a simple tool of driving, until the other day.

Forget looking into my past via car mirror! As of December 26th it has become a looking glass into my future.  Friends of mine gave me a fabulous gift this year; an air freshener in the shape of a flip flop.  Bright pink with a wicker insole and it smells like sunscreen and pineapples!  Attached is a note reminding me to look forward to a trip we are planning to Cuba next year!

First, take note that this will be my very first tropical vacation and second, this will be the first vacation I have taken with friends...aside from the grade 8 ski trip to Quebec, and trust me, that was nothing to write home about! 

So this year, when being honked at by belligerent drivers who woke up 30 minutes late and are now trying to ram their front bumper up my *%$....instead of flipping them my own version of a flying impedicus....I'll just look at my flip flop and dream of next winter!

The Crowded-Lonely Planet

The current world population is estimated to be 6,852,472,823 people, as of December 2011.  If one were to calculate the population density of the world, the density being a measurement of population per unit area or unit volume, the number may not seem so overwhelming.  Each person would be spread over a small space of land.  You'd probably be able to see everyone around you, but would you be close enough to speak?  Instead, people pile on top of each other like swarms of honey bees fighting to please the queen or a pile of ants trampling towards their exit, crawling over each other with no regard for the well being of their counter parts. 

The city with the highest population in the world is Shanghai which has is 17,836,133 people, that is a population density of 6,845 per square kilometre....literally, living on top of each other. 

Here, people live side by side, in meticulous little rows in their perfect square houses and their little plot of land.  They see their neighbours every day and either nod hello or pretend they are so busy they don't see each other.  People live with their families and their pets and forget about the rest of the bees in the world fighting for a place in the hive, fighting for even one cell. 

I wonder...in the crowded cities, like Shanghai, Istanbul or Mumbai, are the people less distant?  Emotionally I mean?  Do they live in crowded places physically yet crowd each others lives with love and friendship?

Let me ask you, what would be better; to be in a room full of people and feel the warmth of their presence and the safety of their friendship or in a room full of people and fell completely alone?

What would it be like to be the loneliest girl in a room full of people?

Sex in a Subway? Where Do I Sign Up?

So the entire country is appalled by two lovers enjoying an adventurous moment in a subway.  All be it they are getting it on in a rather crude manner in an area where kids could have seen, but at least they weren't shooting each other!
In the same news broadcast that aired the drunk lovers, I also saw stories about a mother in China leaving her temper tantruming (aliciaism) child in the middle of a road just to get run over by an SUV, a grenade attack in a public place, a little baby boy likely murdered by his family and lets not even get started on the middle east! There are politicians arguing about the Kyoto agreement, once again the government is more concerned with money than the future of humanity itself and not to mention the fact that no one can just appreciate that even though Lindsay Lohan is a messed up failure of an actress, she looks damn hot draped over a sea of red!  I mean common, who wouldn't die to look like that after years of crack and lesbian love?

On the news and in daily life there is constant tragedy.  When is the last time you found out a friend had a form of cancer that is going to be tough to treat?  Mine was today.  In the same day I have heard people complain about everything from the price of bread to the fact that they didn't get enough Christmas cards yet this year!

There are bigger fish to fry than judging how airbrushed Lohan's titties are or for God's sake condemning the subway lovers to a merciless life in the depths of hell!

Suck it up people!

Would you rather hear a story about someone being shot in the subway, or pushed in front of a train?  No matter what, the world won't be happy with the daily topic of interest.

If I had to choose between being stuck in a world of bombs in a place where I wouldn't even be allowed to drive a car or getting it on with someone for the world to see..which one would I choose???  Sorry Mom, but I'd choose the subway! 

So common everyone....let's just love thy neighbour already!

Lovin All Things Mini

So I have this little friend…her name is Madison.  She has a huge obsession with small animals or anything mini!  She is often sending me pictures of these mini creatures just to brighten my day.  This really started to get me thinking…Small gestures really do go a long way.  You wouldn’t believe how much I love opening my computer and seeing the picture of a Guinea Pig having a bath on my Desk top!  I also love seeing the names of people I love wishing me good morning…in my inbox. 

The smallest things seem to mean so much more than big extravagant gestures. So thank you to those of you who send me my morning smiles, my mini animal pictures or to those of you who keep wanting me to blog.  You all rock!

Cheers!

Dear Konner;

So...you are still my sweet, little, adorable nugget who is so smart, considerate, caring, thoughtful, devilish yet loving.  But oh my boy...are you ever the most hilarious kid I've ever known.
Aside from your silly jokes, crazy faces and overly active, wall climbing demeanour...when you are trying to be serious, you are really something else.
There are just two recent examples;
The other day, over breakfast, you say; "Mom, I would like to discuss the concept of telepathy."  If you are looking up  at the date to figure out how old you were Konner...you were...8.  No explanation as to the reason I find hilarious to this.
Next...Today you were in the bathtub, you asked to get out and I asked you i you had washed.  you said; "NO?", so I said; "NO" right back to you.  About five minutes later you asked me he same thing...I still maintained my no.  And, what to my wondrous surprise was your retort...?

....."Don't ever say I never suffered from my occupation!"

Again....no explanation for the hilarity expected...right?


Thank you Konner, Eric, Mom, Shawn.....
for getting me back on track.

Chaz....
You are stuck as a reader....
Please respond, some way, somehow...
I'm patient....
NOT.
You know Grampa....
How it really is.
Now do it!