You Can’t Contact Me 24/7

Cell Phone

       We live in a world that provides instant contact with others.  The internet and cell phones have literally changed the way we access each other.  Who would have thought years ago that this would have been possible?  If you missed a call, oh well, the person just had to try again.  If you needed something in writing, the mail was the only way to receive it.  While it is certainly faster and more convenient to send an email or make a call on a cell phone, I find it interesting that people expect me to be readily available to respond.

   I have a cell phone.  I send emails.  I still have a landline.  I check them often.  I will answer a call or an email promptly, but people still seem to get annoyed at times.  Often I have received a call from someone who will say the just sent me an email.  Sometimes they call to say they called before, but there was no answer.  They guessed I wasn’t home.  It really is quite humorous if you think about it.  I mean none of these calls or emails are ever urgent.

   I like having the cell phone on me when I go out.  The schools like to be able to get in contact with you should something arise with your child.  I drive an old car, so I like the idea that if I break down somewhere I can call AAA.  If my kids are home, and I am home, the cell phone is off.  I shut my computer down at night.   I don’t need to be on the phone or the computer all day.  I do not need to have people access me 24/7. 

      I remember talking on the phone more when I was a teenager.   I had a job in my twenties where the phone rang nonstop.  I think that cured me of having to be on the phone.  Everyone has the right to use these items as they see fit, except when driving of course.  That is another story. 

    When out in public it seems people will talk to anyone, at anytime, about anything.  People will walk with the phone held out checking for messages.  They become lost in their own little world, oblivious to anything around them.  It seems to have become an appendage for many.   I have sat in offices waiting for an appointment, when the person next to me will whip out the phone and make a call.  I have been a store where people are clogging the aisles because they are talking.  How many times have I turned around because I thought someone was talking to me?  The call always ends with them saying they will call again later.  I guess I must be boring because I just don’t have that much to say.

   Being able to make contact is nice but it will never replace meeting or seeing people in person.  The satisfaction is so much greater.  The experience is richer.   I will still return calls and emails but unless there is a fire, don’t expect me to be available at your convenience.  I might be running errands, at an appointment, or volunteering.  I might be out enjoying the weather or walking my dog.  I might be busy with my kids.  I just might be meeting a friend, talking face to face.  Have a nice day.

The Subtle Start of Bullying

    For a few weeks, I noticed that my 6-year-old was not eating her lunch.  She was bringing home her sandwich with only two bites taken out of it.  When I asked her why she had not eaten, she would only say that she didn’t have enough time.  I know sometimes they get to the cafeteria a little late, but I couldn’t believe that she would have no time to eat at all.  One day, I pushed a little harder with my questioning, and a completely different scenario started to rear its ugly head.

   She has always talked about this group of girls known as “The Ten Girls”.  Mostly they were girls from another class who decided to form a club.  This did not concern me as it happens regularly in school.  My older daughter has seen clubs come and go.  I am not one of those parents who worries if my child in not accepted by everyone, as long as she is able to function in any given environment.  What was happening is that these girls were taking over a number of tables in the cafeteria.  If you were not a member of their club, you could not sit at the table even if there were empty seats.

   My daughter and her little friend are too quiet at school to say anything.  They were going from table to table to find a place to sit.  By that time, lunch was over.  I contacted the teacher who immediately handled the problem.  I could not have been more pleased, and sent a note of thanks the next day.  My daughter and her friend now had a place to sit and eat, and other girls were now sitting at the table with them.  This made her extremely happy. 

   I cannot get over how this kind of behavior is happening at such a young age.  There is much in the news about young people deeply affected by bullying.  It has now become a national issue with the President and First Lady promoting an anti-bullying agenda.  I think the subtle start of this is happening as early as the first grade.  It might seem harmless, but it can lead to bigger issues later on.  How do they learn to get up into someone’s face and tell him or her that they are not wanted?  Where do they learn that it is ok to exclude someone from a right?  I think parents need to wake up.  I don’t think it is acceptable for children to learn that their behavior is always correct.  Many a time I have explained to my own children that what they are saying is inappropriate.  It is my responsibility to point this out to them.

   My 6-year-old has been slow in her social growth.  I changed preschools when she was four, and have enrolled her in activities that she seems to enjoy.  Every year, with the help of some wonderful teachers, she is gaining more confidence.  Academically she is strong.  This has been her saving grace.  The trick will now be to prevent some of her peers from working against this progress.

The Subtle Start of Bullying

    For a few weeks, I noticed that my 6-year-old was not eating her lunch.  She was bringing home her sandwich with only two bites taken out of it.  When I asked her why she had not eaten, she would only say that she didn’t have enough time.  I know sometimes they get to the cafeteria a little late, but I couldn’t believe that she would have no time to eat at all.  One day, I pushed a little harder with my questioning, and a completely different scenario started to rear its ugly head.

   She has always talked about this group of girls known as “The Ten Girls”.  Mostly they were girls from another class who decided to form a club.  This did not concern me as it happens regularly in school.  My older daughter has seen clubs come and go.  I am not one of those parents who worries if my child in not accepted by everyone, as long as she is able to function in any given environment.  What was happening is that these girls were taking over a number of tables in the cafeteria.  If you were not a member of their club, you could not sit at the table even if there were empty seats.

   My daughter and her little friend are too quiet at school to say anything.  They were going from table to table to find a place to sit.  By that time, lunch was over.  I contacted the teacher who immediately handled the problem.  I could not have been more pleased, and sent a note of thanks the next day.  My daughter and her friend now had a place to sit and eat, and other girls were now sitting at the table with them.  This made her extremely happy. 

   I cannot get over how this kind of behavior is happening at such a young age.  There is much in the news about young people deeply affected by bullying.  It has now become a national issue with the President and First Lady promoting an anti-bullying agenda.  I think the subtle start of this is happening as early as the first grade.  It might seem harmless, but it can lead to bigger issues later on.  How do they learn to get up into someone’s face and tell him or her that they are not wanted?  Where do they learn that it is ok to exclude someone from a right?  I think parents need to wake up.  I don’t think it is acceptable for children to learn that their behavior is always correct.  Many a time I have explained to my own children that what they are saying is inappropriate.  It is my responsibility to point this out to them.

   My 6-year-old has been slow in her social growth.  I changed preschools when she was four, and have enrolled her in activities that she seems to enjoy.  Every year, with the help of some wonderful teachers, she is gaining more confidence.  Academically she is strong.  This has been her saving grace.  The trick will now be to prevent some of her peers from working against this progress.

The Subtle Start of Bullying

    For a few weeks, I noticed that my 6-year-old was not eating her lunch.  She was bringing home her sandwich with only two bites taken out of it.  When I asked her why she had not eaten, she would only say that she didn’t have enough time.  I know sometimes they get to the cafeteria a little late, but I couldn’t believe that she would have no time to eat at all.  One day, I pushed a little harder with my questioning, and a completely different scenario started to rear its ugly head.

   She has always talked about this group of girls known as “The Ten Girls”.  Mostly they were girls from another class who decided to form a club.  This did not concern me as it happens regularly in school.  My older daughter has seen clubs come and go.  I am not one of those parents who worries if my child in not accepted by everyone, as long as she is able to function in any given environment.  What was happening is that these girls were taking over a number of tables in the cafeteria.  If you were not a member of their club, you could not sit at the table even if there were empty seats.

   My daughter and her little friend are too quiet at school to say anything.  They were going from table to table to find a place to sit.  By that time, lunch was over.  I contacted the teacher who immediately handled the problem.  I could not have been more pleased, and sent a note of thanks the next day.  My daughter and her friend now had a place to sit and eat, and other girls were now sitting at the table with them.  This made her extremely happy. 

   I cannot get over how this kind of behavior is happening at such a young age.  There is much in the news about young people deeply affected by bullying.  It has now become a national issue with the President and First Lady promoting an anti-bullying agenda.  I think the subtle start of this is happening as early as the first grade.  It might seem harmless, but it can lead to bigger issues later on.  How do they learn to get up into someone’s face and tell him or her that they are not wanted?  Where do they learn that it is ok to exclude someone from a right?  I think parents need to wake up.  I don’t think it is acceptable for children to learn that their behavior is always correct.  Many a time I have explained to my own children that what they are saying is inappropriate.  It is my responsibility to point this out to them.

   My 6-year-old has been slow in her social growth.  I changed preschools when she was four, and have enrolled her in activities that she seems to enjoy.  Every year, with the help of some wonderful teachers, she is gaining more confidence.  Academically she is strong.  This has been her saving grace.  The trick will now be to prevent some of her peers from working against this progress.

The Tsunami in Japan

     When I taught Earth Science, we would cover a unit on oceanography.  One section dealt with the topic of waves.  The students could relate to the waves that they had experienced, but they couldn’t seem to understand the concept of a Tsunami.  They would say that they would run away or stay and watch it.   They would talk about surfing.  Some refused believe that water could become a massive force that could wipe out entire villages, buildings, roads, and coastlines.  I wonder if those students from long ago are paying attention to the disaster in Japan.

    The water consumed everything in its path. The buildings toppled as the roads broke up.  Cars in the streets and parking lots were lifted and carried with the flow.  Fields were covered in seconds.  Homes and businesses……destroyed.  Entire villages were lost.  The Red Cross said they were not prepared for something of this magnitude.

    Now, on top of what has already happened, another force is dealing its hand.  The nuclear power plants are exploding.  This is causing levels of radiation to climb at a rapid rate.  So many people are at risk.  Those trying to solve the problem are already being counted as heroes.  I’m sure there are many working around the clock  to save the people and their country from further harm.

    The worst part of it all is the loss of loved ones.  It is heartbreaking to see spouses, parents, children, and even pets searching for their families.  Life was going along that day.  Children were in school.  Businesses were open.  In a matter of minutes, it all changed.  The force of nature is beyond our control.  What it reminds us, is how instantly all can change, and how precious our lives really are.

A Penny Worth of Happiness

     This winter has been a tough one for those of us living in the Northeast.  We had large a amount of snowfall, ice, roof collapses, and many missed days of school.  What seemed like months of thawing suddenly changed with higher temperatures, and massive amounts of rain.  It all melted within days, leaving behind the problems of flooding homes and roads. It has become very tiring and depressing.  Many are ready for spring to arrive.

    One day last week, I ventured out to a local grocery store to pick up a few needed items.  I really did not want to go.  It was dark, cold, and raining, but I went anyway.  Surprisingly there were quite a few people in the store for the hour I was searching the aisles.  Maybe they needed to get out too.

   I only bought a few items, so I decided to go to the self-checkout station.  The clerk was at the end of the next row helping another customer.  The clerk asked the customer if she had a penny to which she responded no.  The clerk then started searching her change purse to see if she had a penny.  That is when I reached over and handed them one.  I told them I like to get rid of them.  Well, you would have thought I handed them over a one hundred dollar bill.  They were both so grateful.  Thanking me repeatedly for the penny.  It put a smile on everyone’s face including mine.

    I walked out thinking how the smallest things can make us happy.  That sometimes talking and helping complete strangers can change our whole mood.   A simple gesture brightened the day, and it only cost a penny.  Spring is on its way.

165,000 miles and still going

My car just hit 165,000 miles.  It is a ’97 Honda CR-V.   I bought it when they first came out.  Having had an Accord before, I remained loyal to the brand. At the time, I was commuting to work, and wanted something that would perform better in snow.  I never thought that it would reach this many miles.  It seems to be a car with nine lives.

At 123,000 miles, I thought it was dying.  The engine would suddenly turn off when you were driving.  Luckily, this always happened on back roads.  It always started right up again so I was able to get home.  Of course by now I had subscribed to AAA plus.  I took it into the dealer and found out that it had a recall for the ignition switch.  What was the cost of repair?  Free.

At 135,000 miles, it needed new tires.  It told the sales man at Sears that I did not need anything too expensive since I didn’t think the car would last much longer.  It was the third set of tires put on the car. Am I going to need a fourth?

At 145,000 miles, the engine light went on.  It was also making a strange noise.  Now for sure I thought it was finished.  Nope.  There was an extended warranty on the emissions up to 150,000.   I just made it.  That trip cost me about $30.00 for an oil change and a blown out light bulb.

Of course, there have been brake repairs, a timing belt replacement, and many maintenance services.  I no longer go to the dealer, but a nice local garage named Murray Bros. that does excellent work. These days I feel good about supporting local businesses.

My girls have never known another car.  They call it “greenie” due to the dark green color.  Whenever I mention that I might have to get a new one soon, they get upset.  I wonder if they will feel that way when they are old enough to drive.

Many items these days are dispensable.  People trade in cars regularly.  I have always held onto a car until it died.  I know it isn’t the popular thing to do.  I know the automobile industry would collapse if everyone held onto cars for so long.  However, for all the talk about being green, maybe holding onto our cars longer would help the environment.

I don’t know how much longer this car will run.  I know I have the oldest car in the school parking lot and it isn’t very attractive with its rusted hub caps and fading paint.  Now I have a dilemma.   I am wondering how far it can go.  I met a person at the gas station that said his had 238,000 miles.  Maybe my Honda CR-V will have ten lives.

 

Update 9/18/2012:  The same car has now reached 180,000 miles.

Charlie Sheen, Lindsay Lohan, and the Rest of the News

>     This week I had a hard time watching the news on television. With the unrest in Libya, the union issue in Wisconsin, and all the other occurrences that take place every day, there has been endless streaming concerning the life of Charlie Sheen. Are you kidding me? This is a man with serious psychological issues. The partying is just a mask for the deep, disturbed mentality of this guy. Why is the media giving him so much attention? Does it really bring in that many viewers? If so, then what does that tell us about ourselves.  I have felt this way for a long time. Celebrities and their problems seem to be something of which the public cannot get enough. Ok, if someone has a slipup, so be it. When the drama goes on for days, weeks, months, and in some cases years, the story is no longer sensational. Rather it is voyeurism into a life of destruction.
     Lindsay Lohan is a young, talented woman who is in need of serious help. Rehab for 30 days is not going to do it. I feel for her because I do not think she has a strong family support system.  It does not help to promote the nightly news with the latest story about her. This has been going on for quite some time and it needs to stop
      Charlie Sheen should not be on the radio or television spewing his take on work, family, sobriety, etc. It is not appropriate for him to parade his children in front of cameras either. They are the real victims in all of this nonsense. It has gotten to the point that when I see he is the next story, the channel is switched or the television is turned off. That is why I subscribe to the newspaper. I can pick stories of choice, and often find out more information as well.
     The bottom line is that there is much more going on in the world that should concern us. I know the entertainment industry provides a certain sense of curiosity, but there are times when it seems to cross a line. I do not need to wake up and go to sleep hearing about these people. There are so many others in this world in desperate need of the attention.