Category Archives: Personal
Boys will naturally turn anything into a weapon. Enrique and I knew that this occur naturally and thought that we were not really going to be buying guns or weapons for them. This of course turned out to not be the case. They now have arsenals that would make most militias proud.
Well, our two boys have great imaginations and like to play fight/fight…most of the day. They will take their Nerf swords and Nerf guns and chase each other through the house. They will put themselves in wrestling moves that defy physics. They are just active little guys.
I have only one rule about their fighting and horseplay. No weapons on or around the table. I believe our table is a place of peace and hospitality. All are welcome there. When we sit a the table it shall be a place of peace and safety. No one is to strike another. Sometimes one will try to keep a gun on their lap and I make them put it on the couch. I say, “No weapons at the table. Our table is a place of peace.”
I hope that our ideas of an open table extends to other parts of their life. I hope that they grow up with a deeper understanding of our table being a place of peace.
I am unable to watch people embarrass themselves, even in purposeful comic situations. The American version of the television show “The Office” was so painful for me to watch. Every time Steve Carell’s character did something embarrassing, which was all the time, I turned away. I couldn’t look at the screen. It was like if I didn’t look at the screen my I saved him from the shame that he was putting himself through.
I’ve done this in lectures too. In school, if there was a question that was particularly ridiculous, I couldn’t look at the person asking or the teacher. I had to avert my eyes. It was too painful to watch.
Does anyone else do this? Why? Are you able to name what is happening inside you when this happens?
I was recently watching a Youtube channel called Soul Pancake and came across this…
What I found so interesting is that people are starting to look into that feeling people get when we see a baby who is so cute that you want to bite his/her face. I know that I really have this with my two children and really tiny babies. My Aunt Lupe, well, let’s say it’s an art for her. She is a connoisseur of such a feeling, indulging many different layers and textures as if it where a transcendent experience.
Until now, I have have never heard an English word for this feeling. The word given is called, “Cute Aggression.” I am glad that there is now a word in English for this feeling. In Spanish it’s called “nervio.” In Chamorro it’s called “magodai.” I think we can say that the U.S. is playing catch up here.
I wonder why, until now, there has been no English word for this. Is it cultural? Are Latinos and Chamorro more uninhibited than those from the United States? What is going on here?
It would be fun to do some research on this.
I was preparing coffee for tomorrow morning and I realized that the buttons were sticking. I couldn’t set the automatic coffee maker.
I decided to try and clean them. This turned out to be a big mistake.
Here is what I did.
Step 1: Removed Buttons from machine. Cleaned thoroughly.
Step 2: Try and put button back on machine and realize that I can’t do it.
Step 3: Panic.
Step 4: Fix Blinking light problem by placing a piece of duck-tape over it.
Step 5: Drink Beer