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Amateur blogger (yes, there are professionals) who started with a travel blog that quickly degenerated into blabbering. Along with a life goal of surfing with Eddie Vedder, attending BlogHer is now on my list.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Saturday Post to Brighten Up Your Day

Feeling the need to connect but nothing extraordinary has been going on. Nothing short of ordinary is going on. 

While procrastinating, --the most productive part of my day, I find. -- I stumbled across this video and just wanted to share it.



This might just be inspired by the fact that I was sitting in the park today, minding my own and eating a sandwich while watching the little kids in a playground, when some girl came up to be and sort of half-yelled, half-snarked a comment at me. All I caught from it was, "schlecht." Bad. I asked her to repeat herself, because many a person has asked me for direction-related advice and I thought maybe she was one of them, but she just kept walking. Neither Nick nor I had any idea what she had said. He thought maybe she assumed we were watching our own child at the park and she was disapproving of our existence.

I laughed.

Please know some things about me. I am terrible with children. I'm kind of wigged out by the little buggers. My plan with Rita's kids, when she decides to bum them at my house, is to toss them outside with a couple of crackers. My motto: They'll be aight.

So needless to say, no I was not watching my own kid there, but I was watching the kids. They were funny and I'm grounded by their joy. Nick asked me today if I would go on the merry-go-round with him. I said no. Not because I would get motion sickness (Though I totally would!) but because the parents would think I was insane.

Today I realized I am caught between not being able to be a kid and assumingly old enough to have them.

Terrifying.

I really had no goal with this post beyond showing a funny video but I guess if I did have a moral it would be to go find an otter and race the crap out of it. If your area is lacking in otters, as much of Germany is, go do something you loved to as a kid. Play legos, eat an ice cream cone (in a cone!), rekindle your imaginary friendship. I don't care, just let go and be happy for fifty seconds. It'll be good for your soul, promise.

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