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I never used to shop at the big box stores.

(they’re just so white.)

Even when we lived in New England, it never occurred to to me to save a little money here and there by shopping in bulk. But then we moved 40 miles shy of the end of an island, and our options diminished to that of nothing. Either go to the local market and spend, for example, $6.00 on a box of cereal, or drive thirty minutes west and spend less than that on three times as much. It really isn’t that out of the way, and with only one trip every few months or so — it doesn’t seem like that much of a hassle. Today, however, as I wandered the towering aisles filled with corn syrup and genetically modified soy… tires, mattresses, televisions, printer cartridges, DVDs, Barefoot Contessa books piled high next to The Winners Guide to The Biggest Loser…  I not only felt taken advantage of… but also completely common — which is the opposite of unique. The same. Just like everyone else… Because if you make it cheaper, we will buy it. And when religion enters the picture… insinuating that God is involved… should we also believe that He doesn’t mind being cheap?

Because that is which the “holidays” are based, right? Religion? Or have the marketing geniuses of the universe finally succeeded in making it okay to spend just short of $300 on a nativity set… in October. Because didn’t you notice, that one aisle over… frosty is trapped in a plastic snow globe and one more over… the Celtic festival of Samhain–aka Halloween, is in full swing… come one, come all to the Secular celebration.. Oh and pick up a plastic Christmas tree and faux headstone on your way…

I really don’t care what you believe in, and I mean that in the nicest possible honey dripped way. Or even, if you choose to not believe in anything…. at least you have an idea in your head and faith in such. I have several beliefs that have mish-moshed themselves into one giant IDEA that keeps me going and believing in the greater good of something. And although the scene that these images are depicting really does make it harder and harder each year to believe that there is SOMETHING beyond the dollars and cents being generated on the masses in the name of economics and all things that encompasses….

It only means that we have to try harder to find something genuine to appreciate about each other, our world and the truck loads of interruptions that are being thrust in front of us on an almost daily basis.

Only a few weeks shy of his birthday, I think it is safe to declare that we have a 2 year old on our hands. And, although I remain in stance that none of it is really the 2yrold’s fault, I have to admit that the bar has been raised on the tolerance scale. He’s independent. Scary independent. So independent that I am beginning to think that he’s actually turning 19 – not two. He’s stubborn…. like his parents AND he’s determined. This morning as we were walking at “the park” he took it upon himself to start RUNNING AWAY FROM ME. Fast. Running AWAY FAST. My legs are longer, so I have an advantage, but swooping to catch the 38-40″ 30something pounder  – running like he has wheels for legs sure made me look like the Wiley Coyote. Before I blow myself up with dynamite. But I refuse to lament. I will not be those people… “It’s only going to get worse”, “Just you wait” or “You didn’t sign on for this”… Because I did. We did. We signed on for all of it. And although my lower back aches from spontaneous movements of swooping, catching and trapping — oh and that cracking sound — those are my knees… We’ll take it all. Bring it on 2yrold. Bring it ON!

In other news, I’m proud to announce that Amanda, our sharp-tongued San Franciscan Guest Bird – aka Brilliant Sulk, finally came up with the city I am in – MUNICH, 1997, Girl in Black – thanks to all that played!

Throwback posts:
Yum
Where am I?
America’s Sweetheart