I didn’t do much worth blogging about this week. Since my day off Kayak fishing the biggest event was our day of shopping on Friday. Otherwise I did yard work and house work. Throughout that work I listened to more podcasts from the over a years worth I have stored in I-tunes. The podcasts and music I listened to set me to thinking about certain things. But first the shopping.
We played tourist and went shopping at Kohls and out at Silver Sands. At Kohls we got stuff for Christy and Penny. We went to the outlets primarily to check out the Columbia outlet for clothes for our upcoming trip to Canada. I planned to check out their convertible hiking slacks. They hadn’t been on sale on previous visits, but this time they were. Also, because my waist size has dropped I could fit into the size they had on sale.
We always check out the Sony outlet and this time we found them selling out the store. They are being kicked out of the outlets. All their TVs were sold and most of what was left did not interest us. Movies, however, were 70% off so I picked up 6 3-D movies, mainly kids movies like Lion King and Toy Story 3. I also got Clash of the Titans because I thought Christian might watch it when he visits. We took advantage of the discounts to get 2 more pair of 3-D glasses. Now we have 6. That should be plenty for any time we have guests.
Now, on to my thoughts.
I have some John Denver on my mp3 player right now and listening to him made me think about how music affects our lives. Many of our attitudes and opinions are formed from listening to and interpreting music. I like a number of Denver’s songs. They usually are simple and emotional. He sold lots of music. I always found it interesting that he hosted the Grammys a couple of times but never won one while he was alive. They did award him one posthumously for best children’s album. My Mom thought I looked like John and for a while when my hair was long and I was a lot skinnier I did. ( I also went through my Gilligan phase where I looked like Bob Denver.) What’s with me and the name Denver?
On one of the podcasts, I think Fresh Air, a soldier was being interviewed. He was asked whether he had any difficulty adjusting to life here after being in Afghanistan. He said that while deployed he was making important life-or-death decisions every day. It was exciting and fulfilling. Now, at home, he had trouble adjusting to the relative unimportance of anything. He said what does it matter if I left a dirty plate out.
Coincidentally I watched Hurt Locker on TV last night and the main Character has the same issue. (spoiler alert – if you haven’t seen the movie you may not want to read the rest of this paragraph.) During the movie one of his buddies breaks down emotionally and says that all he wants now is to have a son and that he thought he never would. The men survive their rotation in Explosive Ordnance Disposal and go home. The main character has a wife and a baby boy at home-everything his buddy thinks he wants- but this doesn’t seem to make our guy happy. The movie shows him doing menial house and yard work and being overwhelmed by the bounty in a supermarket where his job is to pick up cereal. He says this to his baby boy “You love everything, don't you? Yeah. But you know what, buddy? As you get older, some of the things that you love might not seem so special anymore, you know. Like your jack-in-the-box. Maybe you realize it's just a piece of tin and a stuffed animal. As you get older there are fewer things you really love. And by the time you get to my age, maybe it's only one or two things. With me I think it's one.” The next scene of the movie shows him arriving in Afghanistan on a new deployment. The movie ends with him walking to an unexploded device in his full protective suit and he has a big smile on his face.
I hope you have what you love in your life.
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