Apothic Winery – Okay so they aren’t a new thing, but they were new to me. What made me fall in love? This did:Why hello sexy wine video. Come here often? I’m married, but I’m sure I can convince my hubby to give you some access. Ahem… okay… enough of that. A bottle came into the house and I took one sip and fell absolutely in love.It’s a limited edition so you know what that means right? That’s right. TRY ALL THE WINES! I’ve now had the White and I’ve been drinking their Crush (which explains my totally uninhibited way of posting right at this moment), and I’ve stayed in love.
(Web Techie Note: Their site is gorgeous. I love the Age Gateway they have in place and I shall geek post about them later at my business site Skye High Endeavors. No. I am NOT just a Mommy Wino. I just play one on my personal blog.)
Food Review Shawty – So in my search for the Apothic Winery Inferno video above, I came across this review:I then got lost down the YouTube rabbit hole because this man? He’s wonderful to watch. I love YouTube. I get to watch a fair amount of creepy content and October is my kind of month when it comes to that type of stuff. But, for me, it’s rare to find someone who is genuinely themselves and I laughed in the first minute or so of this review (which may have been the wine, but I doubt it). Check him out if you can.
SCPReadings – I haven’t posted in awhile, so I’m sure you all don’t know I’m a big fan of the creepy. I came across this YouTuber today and I urge you to take a listen. I’ve always liked the SCP Foundation pieces because of their creepiness and otherworldly qualities. She reads them well.
As I said, I’ve been missing awhile and my last post was about making a boy cry. Although it wasn’t what it seemed from the title, I found myself wondering where I was going with this blog and how I was going to make people like it. Then I realized it didn’t matter. People will like me or they won’t, life will go on either way.
Before you go and jump on me for being a horrible adult with no heart to speak of, it was by no means intentional.
Every year for a week my little family goes ‘Up North’ on vacation. We pull along the boat and the fishing gear. I pack two or three bags of books to read, games, crafts and toys for my Little Lass. We invite another family to join us with kids of their own, and they usually make it for most of the week. Games are played, visits to the local candy store made, and pontoons rented. More often than not all the shuffling results in one of the adults looking after some or all of the kids alone. Today I was that adult.
As the kids have gotten older, they require less minding. So I half listened as the kids played a rather challenging game against each other. Even so, when one of the boys called his sister “Dumbo” my ears perked a bit and I mentioned that that wasn’t very nice. His response was to tell me that it was fine because she was “used to it” and some other boy they knew uses it all the time. I explained very pointedly that I never wanted to hear him call ANYONE that every again. I then waited for an hour or so before I mentioned anything more to his father.
What followed was, because it was agreed he was old enough to get the idea, a discussion about how speaking to anyone like that, and allowing others to do so without saying something or reacting, was showing that that kind of behavior was okay. That in doing so he was teaching his little sister that it was okay to be talked to like that, and telling her it was okay to be used to it sent a message she could carry with her going forward. When we told him we wanted him to be a better person than that, a better man and a better being he broke into huge tears. (Bless his sensitive heart.)
But listen, these are the conversations that need to be had sooner rather than later. Our boys need to learn that words and actions go out to the world and have an affect. Our girls need to understand that they are people worth being, that being smart isn’t a crime and they are equal in standing to their male counterparts. And they NEED to hear it and SEE it from the adults that influence their daily lives.
So I made a little boy cry today, it was heart wrenching and resulted in the need for cuddles from me and an assurance that he’s one of the greatest little boys I’ve ever met. But by god he heard us and got where it was going. It won’t be the last time this talk will need to happen. Children forget lessons as quickly as they learn them. We just have to keep teaching.
When things go dark it doesn’t always mean it’s over.
For instance this site went dark back in February. See I read this book on Adultitis and it got me thinking, which is always a bad idea. Once I start thinking I rarely stop. I cross the border into obsession and before I know it I’ve thought things literally into non-existence. I started thinking about the lessons I wanted to leave Little Lass with and what kind of memory of me I wanted her to have should something happen to me tomorrow that took me away from her. I started to think about how I live my life and how much not fun most of it is. I started to think about how the parts I love had everything to do with my family and my framily (friends that are like family). I then ran through the things I love to do that I don’t spend time on. Then I thought about this blog and what I should start to focus it on more.
I ran into a problem. I want to write about ALL THE THINGS, and this blog can’t handle ALL THE THINGS. It would become unwieldy and cumbersome and just lost. More than it already was. The answer? Multiple blogs. Why? Because I’m crazy and need help.
So in an effort to compartmentalize and write what I want without having things go absolutely insane, in process now is the set up of Geek Girl Reading, a blog about books and reading and writing, and Mahan-Miller, a technology blog and portfolio site for my actual work and journey to enhance my knowledge base in that arena. Look for the announcement they exist soon.
I’m planning things, thinking happy thoughts and working when and how I can. The road to the life you want to live is paved in trials and tribulations, but the end goal is there and I can see it in the rise and fall of the hills and valleys that will take me there.