AUTHOR: Carolyn Savage | POSTED: June 24, 2013 | COMMENTS: 4 Comments
CATEGORIES: Food on the Fly,
Last night I came downstairs to find my three men (boys…whatever) glued to the Discovery Channel. The Discovery Channel, people. Not ESPN. Not NBC’s live coverage of the USA Track and Field Championships. The Discovery Channel.
Turns out they were enamored with the feat (and feet) of Nik Wallenda who was walking over a gorge in the Grand Canyon on a two inch wide wire. At first I was complacent about the entire stunt. I actually watched the same man traverse Niagara Falls a little over a year ago so I knew he could do it. Plus…he’d been tethered back then.
Me: He’s got a safety harness. Right?
Ryan: I don’t think so. I don’t see one.
Which caused me to stop and study the scene and much to my horror, there, indeed, was no safety harness.
I watched for a minute and as this man, who was audibly praying like he was at the gates of hell, I realized that my sons were gripped with the scene mostly because this man might just died. That made me feel sick.
After a minute I quickly left the room. Before I knew it I was slamming drawers as I hastily put laundry away, muttering under my breath something to the effect that, “some people are too stupid to appreciate life. ” And there may have been a few expletives thrown in as well.
Why so angry?
While most people, like my kids, were enamored with this man’s bravery and balls, I was offended by his lack of respect for his own life. My mind instantly flashed to those I’ve known who’ve lost their lives after a ferocious fight. Cancer; MS; CF; a sad litany of diseases that have cut the lives short of some really special people. And this guy…this husband and father of three… is willing to piss away his life for what? To be famous? To set a record?
Disturbing me further, my boys were glued to the television to see if he survived. I know they were rooting for him (Um…some sad souls on Twitter weren’t. Talk about disturbing.) But why aren’t they feeling as repulsed as me? Haven’t I raised them to respect life? Has our society spiraled downward so much that we’ve stooped to this kind of medieval entertainment? Is this man’s life or death worth the ratings?
What the hell?
I know. I know. I’m possibly over reacting. I do that sometimes. Nevertheless, the entire schtick bugged me enough to vent about it here today.
Time to lighten up.
Before I found myself stomping around my room on Sunday night we actually had a delightful weekend. It officially got hot here and in an attempt to still play outside as much as possible, water has become our toy of choice. The pool is open. The water table is out and shady patches under our willows grant us welcome reprieves from the heat. I’m embarrassed to admit I used to hate water tables. Inevitably when playing with them, the kids would require a change of clothes. That only adds to my never ending mountain of laundry. I hate laundry.
Sometimes I fret about the disadvantages our three daughters having an old mom like me but one of the advantages they will reap is that my perspective has changed. I’ve learned over the years that organized piles of clean laundry and neat houses are overrated. I’m a more mellow mother to them than I was with Drew and Ryan and in most ways I think that will play to their benefit.
In plain English, I’ve lightened up in my forties (unless you are on a tight rope strung over the Grand Canyon with no safety harness…Then I’m uptight.)
I kind of crossed something off of my summer bucket list this morning. Allow me to explain. I wanted to go strawberry picking but apparently the season is just about over. We missed it. Typical us. So…we just went to the farm and bought some berries. I suppose it was a good thing….look who forgot to put shoes on one of her kids.
I’m still in that summer cooking groove that I talked about last week. Over the weekend I made an antipasto pasta salad and today I’m making a strawberry-rhubarb crisp. I’ve never had a strawberry-rhubarb crisp, and I’m not sure my family will like it, but I’m making it anyways. Mary Kate likes to cook, so it’ll be our twins-are-napping activity today. Pictures and recipes forthcoming.