I'm Cheating!

OK. So, I'm cheating.
Don't judge. I've been busy.
Yes.
But, that's no excuse.
Remember when our parents used to say to us, "You don't know how lucky you are!"
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Well, now that I'm a parent--THEY don't know how lucky THEY were.
Barely any tech to deal with from a parents perspective.
I remember walking up to my friend's house in first grade to play ColecoVision. You don't know what that is?!
Of course you don't know what that is.
You probably never heard of a Vic-20 or a Commodore-64 either.
Your dad probably never had to teach you how to type C:/run to make a game start. I might have it wrong--but it was something like that.

And--remember video cameras?!?
Anyway, my point is, life was so much simpler. Parents went to work and if it snowed, they didn't go to work.

​They drank coffee and smoked cigarettes (those are bad for you!) and drank beer (also bad for you!!!) while standing around a car with the hood popped trying to figure out what was wrong and actually--usually someone in the neighborhood--could fix it.

So, back to why I'm cheating. Right--the title. Haha.
This ain't your mother's decade of parenting anymore. It's hard. Everything simple has like twenty parts to it and those parts have a variety of names. And, you'd better know the names and the under-definition of those names lest you insult somebody by accident. Oh, right. There are no accidents anymore, just offending people. Don't ask.
Honestly, I don't know and, really, I don't want to know. These days there's just too much to know. How can one brain fit it all?

Oh, right, my point.
Well, life is busy and complicated now. Who can keep up with it all? Even without a phone--I told you I don't have a phone, right?! Thank the Lord. I'm pretty sure he never meant for us to have phones. And by "phones" I mean "smart" phones--computers in your pocket that nag and beep and buzz and harass you out of any potentially blissful moment you might have focusing on family or friends or that passion project you finally have a moment to focus on.
Nope. Too bad. Blip. The moment is gone.
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So, I am late. With my blog post. This blog post.
I swear this is the first time. The other months were all legit and (barely, but still) on time.
I lost the tail of the thing called life as it scrambled around the corner this past spring which bled into the start of summer and then suddenly it was actual summer. My mind needed time to thaw out. To chill, which was hard because basically all of July was a heatwave. Which leads me to my other confession:
I didn't write a blog post in July either.
Ugh. I'm bad. 

Wow--ok. So, I'm down the Cape right now and the music on 104.7 is amazing but it's a throwback. And, since I can't make this stuff up (well, except for the publish date on this post) I have to tell you Linda Ronstadt's song "I've been cheating" came on the radio. Now, this is a testament to what we hear and what we want to hear. I just googled her to make sure I was spelling her name right and then to be sure I had the right title for the song and of course I didn't have either of those things correct the first time. Apparently, according to the lyrics, Linda Ronstadt has been cheated and mistreated and is wondering when she'll be loved. So, the title is actually, "When Will I Be Loved?" It did have "cheat" in there, so it was still an interesting coincidence.
When does a blog become a ramble? Now?
The End:)
PS: My next blog post is also going to be one month late, but I'm not going to mention it then. Only if you read this post you'll know. Our secret, ok?;)

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