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Teeny Tiny Spider
The web was strung between two basil plants and the spider itself was no bigger than the nail on my pinky finger.
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Finally, A Way Out
There’s a new site out there called Unhearit. This is how they describe their service:
We created this site for those of you that have a song stuck in your head and you can’t get it out no matter what you do. Using the latest techniques in reverse-auditory-melodic-unstickification technology, we’ve been able to allow our users to “unhear” songs by hearing equally catchy songs. So all we’re doing is making you forget your old song by replacing it with another one… sorry.
Keep in mind that the music starts up as soon as the page loads. Guess which song I got in about three clicks…
Never Gonna Give You Up by Mentlegen
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Bird Brains
My dad shared his love of birds with us by pointing out hawks while he was driving and then giving the hawk his full attention despite the fact that he was still driving the car down the road at 60mph. Meanwhile, the passengers of the car would be saying, “Road! Look at the road!” It was a long time before I could see a hawk soaring in the sky without going into a cold sweat. Despite the deep emotional scarring in my youth, I do enjoy birdwatching today. Continue reading
A little too real
The models used in most ad campaigns give people an unrealistic view of what a normal person should look like. Dove started pushing against that standard by using more average people in their Real Beauty campaign, but I think Calvin Klein may be taking it a little too far… Continue reading
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Linkapalooza
Amazing: National Geographic has photos of butterfly eggs taken with an electron microscope. Link via TYWKIWDBI
Nice: Douglas M. Dyer tells Chattanoogan.com about his friends, Rob Quinn and Doug Brown, who stopped on the Riverwalk to help a bird. Sounded like a regular saving a hatchling story until I realized the bird they stopped to help stands over four feet tall and has a poke-you-in-the-eye beak. Empathy and bravery, can’t beat that. Link
Lazy in a funny way: Love watching your pet chase a laser pointer but too tired to point it yourself? Someone has a solution. Link
Facepalm: So, you’re standing in the middle of a working train bridge and you’re surprised when an actual train shows up? Somebody needs a Darwin Award. Link
NSFW Saturday- Information and another video
It has come to my attention that my mother, the church secretary, doesn’t know what NSFW means. NSFW stands for Not Safe For Work. It refers to links to things that you wouldn’t want popping up on your computer screen at work or videos that are inappropriate for the workplace. It could also mean Nudity, Suggestive, and/or F-Words. Also, if it isn’t safe for work, it isn’t safe for home when your kids are running around. I also have a NSFKids designation for stuff that is fine for work but you wouldn’t necessarily want your kids reading it over your shoulder.
On the subject of you learn something new every day, I found out the hard way that one shouldn’t try to find a good image for a NSFW post by googling “nsfw image.” Didn’t think that one through.
(Image: Darren Robertson)
The rest of this entry is NSFW. Continue reading
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Procrastination: A Practical Tip
One of the most helpful things I have learned from my experience with procrastination is the ten minute rule. If I want to do something general, like clean the kitchen, I work on it for ten minutes, then stop and take a break. That way it isn’t as dreaded because it isn’t open-ended. I don’t look at the kitchen and think of the hours it will take me to get it done. Knowing that there is an end makes it easier to start.
A timer is very useful. Putting that timer in the hands of my son who loves the chance to be “in charge” makes it fun. I love it when he yells, “Go, Mom, go!” When the time is up, I stop, take a break for a few minutes and go on to something else. I don’t get burned out by working on the same thing all day and fewer things fall through the cracks.
Having the right heroes
We all have that one special woman in our lives. The one who tells you, “I got up this morning and got some bread baking while I sewed a dress for my daughter to wear to school. Then I ironed my husband’s entire wardrobe so he could pick anything he wanted to wear. Then I harvested silk from the worms I bred myself and wove a tie for him. I just wish I had had the time to dye it to perfectly match his curtains at work but the store wasn’t open when I got up at 3:30.” Because it’s frowned upon to smack a woman with small children, I just imagine that she’s in a loveless marriage or she has a secret drinking problem.
Three of my neighbors are mothers with grown children. One is even a great-grandmother. Each of them has stopped by at a time when my house looked like it had been ransacked and they never turned their nose up at it. They all told me that as long as the kids are in the house, it will be messy, and when the house is finally perfect, I’ll miss the kids. Another reminded me that reading to the kids is way more important than straightening up or folding laundry. Having someone get nostalgic when they see Wesley’s room so strewn with toys it was impossible to walk to the other side put it into perspective for me.
This ties in to the unrealistic expectations. We moms compare ourselves to the moms around us and women have a tendency to focus on the highlights. It’s much more fun to tell someone what I got right than to tell them that I lost my temper, yelled at my kids and spent the rest of the day feeling like a bad mom. We need to be more honest with each other. Nobody’s perfect. And that Stepford wife? I think I saw her at Applebee’s, slurping down margaritas.
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