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Monday Thoughts

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Children don’t see color. When my daughter was in the 1st grade, she would come home from school, always excited about her new friend. It wasn’t until a school event that I learned her new best friend was of color. It didn’t matter, of course. Not to my girl and not to me. It wasn’t too long before the little girl and her family moved away. After hearing some awful stories about people being chased out of the area, I don’t blame them for leaving at all. People are so cruel sometimes. Color doesn’t matter. We are all the same inside.

Well, I had a really cute short video clip from Facebook, but WP or Facebook won’t let me share it here. Either that, or I’m not smart enough to figure out how to do it. Hahaha.

Have a great day, friends!

My Protective Brain

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I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned this in my blog, but I cannot stand to look at Steven Tyler. In case you don’t know who he is, he is the lead singer of the rock band Aerosmith. My eyes have had an aversion to his face since I was very young.

When I was a teenager, I used to go to the music store and rifle through the records to see if there was anything I wanted to spend my babysitting money on. I think that’s when I first saw Steven Tyler’s face. To this day, I have never owned an Aerosmith recording.

If he comes on tv for some reason, or if there’s a post about the band on Facebook, or various other sources, I avert my eyes. I just can’t do it. You probably think that’s silly. It’s awful but the man gives me the creeps. He looks like his face has been melted and then molded back imperfectly.

My Dad used to ask me, “What about so and so? Don’t you think he’s ugly?” I told him, “I can handle ugly. Ugly doesn’t bother me.” I mean, people can’t help the way they look, right? Steven Tyler can’t help the way he looks either and I know how shallow I sound, but I can’t help it!

My ex told me once that if he shaved his mustache he would look like Steven Tyler. I told him if he ever shaved his mustache off he could find the damn door.

My brain protects me from Steven Tyler. Years ago, I had a dream with Steven Tyler in it. I don’t know why. It just happened. In my dream, I couldn’t look at him either. I woke up relieved. My brain protected me.

I can’t listen to Aerosmith’s music even though I like some of their songs. I always picture him singing and it creeps me out. The soundtrack of the movie Armageddon features several Aerosmith songs, including the song “I Don’t Want To Miss A Thing.” I love the song but it’s really hard for me to listen to it. Not only is it rather sad but I can see his face singing it. I try to envision someone else singing it but it doesn’t always work.

Oh, and there was a video back in the day when MTV played music videos. The song was “Pink,” I think. It really gave me the heebie-jeebies. I know you’re laughing at me. I can’t help it. Look up the video and watch it. *Shivers*

Last week, I had a dream that Steven Tyler moved into the house next door. (There isn’t a house next door because I live out in the boonies.) I think I had the dream because Dad and I watched Armageddon on Friday night. Anyway, Steven Tyler kept coming to my door and knocking but I knew who it was and would not open the door. My brain protected me, yet again.

I don’t know the psychology behind this so if someone has any clue, let me know. I just know that I will continue to avert my eyes until I am dead…and hopefully in the afterlife as well.

You can stop laughing now.

The Memory of A Bridge Too Far

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Back in 1977, I was a mere 15 years old. I took my Dad to the movie theater to see a war movie called A Bridge Too Far. I never liked war movies, and I still don’t care that much for them. Dad and I watched this movie on DVD last Friday night. It was still a good movie, all 3 hours of it. With an all-star cast and great production, it kept my attention. Not just Friday night, but all those years ago when I was just 15 years old! This really isn’t about the movie, though. It’s about the memory of seeing it with my Dad.

For all these years, I thought we saw the movie with the original Jaws, but after Googling Jaws, I learned that there were 2 years between the movies. I asked Dad about it and he said he remembered us going to the movies twice; first to see Jaws and then a second time to see A Bridge Too Far. Now, his short-term memory sucks but he does have good long-term memory so I have to trust his memory vs. mine. 

I think I had more fun in the theater with my Dad than I ever did with my mom. I took Mom to see Jaws, too. Of course, she drove because in 1975 I was only 13. She laughed during the movie (sadistically, I might add) and seemed like she couldn’t wait to get home. I never went with her again! 

Dad was a different story. He has always loved a good war movie. As a kid, he and his friends used to go to the movies. It cost just a few measly cents to get into the theater back then. Oh, the stories he used to tell about those days! He was happy to see a good war movie, even with his daughter. We had popcorn and soda, everything my treat. I spent my hard-earned babysitting money! It was a good memory. Just me and Dad. 

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A Bridge Too Far / 1977 / Starring Sean Connery, Michael Caine, Anthony Hopkins, Robert Redford, James Caan, Ryan O’Neal, Gene Hackman, Lawrence Olivier, Elliott Gould, Maximilian Schell, Ben Cross, and more.

Quotes

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Have you ever felt completely judged by someone you least expected it from? Life is too damn short to put up with that crap.

I always say… Those who judge others are hiding skeletons in their own closets. 

Do you have any favorite quotes about judgmental people? Here are a few of mine:

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I hope you’re having a great week, friends!

aunt-debbie

Throwback Thursday #TBT

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Since I’ve been AWOL for so long, and out of practice where writing is concerned, I can’t seem to think of anything to write about. My mind is always processing something and I’m constantly bitching about something but yet, can’t seem to get anything going on paper or this blog. 

I was racking my brain, and decided to go the old school route. Throwback Thursday is still a thing though, isn’t it? Well, if it isn’t it should be. Today’s throwback is a list of my favorite childhood books! It’s just a short list, don’t worry. 

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RUMyMother

When I was small, my favorite book was Are You My Mother? by P.D. Eastman. I always felt so bad for the poor little bird who was in search for his mother. Even back then I had great empathy for others. 

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bears

When I was a little older, I liked The Berenstain Bears by Stan and Jan Berenstain. What I think I liked the best is the bears’ little house in the tree. It was just so neat! 

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outsiders

Then as a pre-teen or teenager, I read The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton. I shit you not, I read that book 14 times! If I still had my paperback copy from back then I could look on the inside of the front cover where I kept a tally of how many times I read it. I’m pretty sure it was 14 times! It was such a good book! When the movie came out, it was good but it was disappointing because the book was so much better. That’s usually how it goes though, right?

Well, there ya go. I’m sure I must have liked other books but these 3 are the ones that are the most memorable to me. What are your favorite childhood books?