Everything is Relative

HI was playing around with a word cloud app this morning and, on a whim, decided to input the URL of my last blog post. This is what I came up with…

I thought it a bit serendipitous that THINK showed up as the biggest word. Because, really,  I suspect that thinking is the key to everything.

How do you come up with solutions to problems? You think about the issue at hand.

How do you learn to understand other people’s feelings? Think about what it must be like to be in their shoes. By that, I mean you need to think not only about how they actually see things through their eyes, but how they perceive things with their brain. What is their perspective? Why do they do what they do, when/how they do it? Why do they see things so differently than you do? Why can’t they see or feel the things you feel? Why don’t they care about the “why” of things like you do?

That’s a lot of questions, right?

During my mother-in-law’s (MIL’s) recent visit, I asked a lot of questions. I didn’t just ask her questions, I puzzled over a bunch of stuff in my head, too. There are many things about my family that I have struggled over the years to understand. The more I think about stuff, the better I am able to comprehend things. Not just physical things, either. Ideas. Perspectives. Attitudes, for better or worse.

I may not have arrived at all of the answers, but I am at least better-equipped to form new, perhaps temporary, hypotheses. Some of those are more accurate than others. Some are pretty far-fetched, too.

We, as people, tend to take an awful lot of stuff for granted. We assume people are all basically like ourselves. That we all have the same ability to think, to reason, to comprehend. But we don’t. People are all wired differently. The differences could be physical (brain structure) and/or mental (brain signals). The tricky thing is that we cannot see those differences, so it takes longer to figure out. It requires a little bit of effort, too.

What kind of effort? Thought. It really is as simple as that.

Hubby, Mike, and I have been married for almost 27 years. It’s always been obvious to me that we are very different in a lot of ways, but I have only recently begun to understand just how different.

Here’s a simple example. A month or so ago, out of the blue, he asked me why, when I put the TV remote back on the endtable (where it “belongs”) every night, I lay it upside-down.

“I don’t put it there it upside-down,” I told him. “At least not on purpose.”

I know I can a bit scatter-brained, so adding that “not on purpose” qualifier is important.

I assumed that, by “upside-down,” he meant like this…

Face-down

Nope, he meant this.

Face-up

“What makes that upside-down?” I asked.

“The top of the remote should be pointing at the TV, not the other way.”

”Um… why?” I asked. “So, when I want to turn the TV on, I don’t have to pick it up, I just have to reach over and hit the power button. When you put the buttons here, upside-down like this, I have to pick the remote up, turn it around, and then hit the power,” he explained as he demonstrated.

Right-side up

I had to laugh. I mean, I never would have thought about making sure I lay the buttons down so they were pointing at the TV. I’m usually just happy remembering to put them back in the “right” spot.

Really, I would never think that. It’s a good thing we have each other, eh?

The Change

It is March. January and February 2019 both flew right past me. On one hand, hard to believe. On the other hand, “life” has been so chock-full of Stuff, it’s easy to see how two entire months seem to have escaped me.

March

That photo was actually taken in February during one of my recent stays at Dad’s house. He is 80, and he’s been having some health issues. I’ve been trying to help get him back on track, but it’s hard. He lives a three-hour drive away from us. I do what I can. My brother is trying to help, too, but he lives even further away. Eventually, we will have to come up with a long-term solution that fits everyone’s needs.

Work has been crazy-busy for the past month, too. I managed to keep things on track there somehow, even while working extra-remotely from Dad’s house, his hospital rooms, waiting areas, etc. Having empathetic colleagues and bosses helps tremendously. But it’s all been rather exhausting.

I’m determined not to work a ton of extra hours, as I’ve had to do in the past, but that means I cram a ton of stuff into my “normal” day. At day’s end, every day, I am mentally wiped out.

It’s been nuts. But it could always be worse. I am not complaining, really. I’m alive, relatively healthy, happy. I have a wonderful Hubby, great kids, grand kids, a broad range of friends, all of whom are also doing relatively well. And there’s fun ahead.

Right now, it’s cold. Winter is dragging on. I know there is light at the end of the tunnel, though, so I’ll keep plowing forward. That’s all any of us can do.

How Photos Hurt Nature

I stumbled across an article this morning that talks about how geotagged social media photos can change the natural landscape. Sounds a bit far-fetched, right? Check out this video.

Apparently there are now movements amongst nature photographers to stop sharing specific location information when sharing images captured in remote, hard-to-find areas.

On one hand, that sounds a bit extreme. On the other hand, it makes perfect sense. If you’ve ever visited one of the iconic national parks during prime tourist season you’ll probably agree. People can be rather stupid and inconsiderate, especially when traveling in large groups, which is quite common at places like Yellowstone, the Grand Canyon, and Zion National Parks.

So, if you find a secret spot and capture a lovely image or images, do share, just don’t share the exact location. Otherwise, next time you go back, there could be a huge parking lot, fences, people, trash, etc.

Let’s Hear it for Belgium!

There were many tense moments in that game.

The good news about being out of work in June and into July is that I am free to watch as many FIFA World Cup games as I want. Unfortunately, the US men failed to even qualify for this tournament, but Belgium’s team is playing, so that’s who we are behind. Mike and I both sort of feel a close connection to that country since we have close friends there and have visited several times recently. Plus, I really have come to like that little country.

Yesterday’s match was amazing. Japan, ranked something like #61 in the world, played like they were super-human. It really looked like they were going to win 2-0. Then something finally clicked with BE’s Red Devils and they came back to win 3-2.

Happy Ending

While watching the game, I wondered how the team communicates amongst themselves. Belgium, which is roughly the same size as Maryland, has three official languages, Dutch, French, and German, plus there are other languages or dialects of the official languages spoken in some small areas. Crazy, right?

This morning, I happened to come across an article explaining how the men on Belgium’s national football team communicate with each other. I assume you’ll read that if you really want to know. 🙂

Are any of you soccer fans? I actually played soccer recreationally for about 10 years. I didn’t start playing until I was in my 30s. I played indoor and outdoor soccer, on both all-female and coed teams. I miss it.

I Fixed It, I Think

A few weeks ago, I decided it was time to make some changes to overcome an issue I’d been having uploading images.

The fix required me to change some file permissions on my host server. When I did that, I did something wrong and broke my blog. Then things got pretty busy and I simply did not have the time or mental energy to figure out a computer problem.

Today, on a whim, I tried something else.

And it worked! At least I think it did.

My blog can be properly viewed once more. Sadly, I still can’t upload images the way I should be able to.

I will fix that issue next.

Dendermonde, Belgium
Dendermonde, Belgium

 

 

 

Favorite Local Road (BBBC-2017-20)

This is an easy post for me. I didn’t even have to give much thought to “favorite road close to home” since I’ve said here at least dozens of times that I have a favorite Fauquier County Road (Leeds Manor Road). You can see a bit of it on this video (jump to 9:35) if you’re curious.

The northern end of the road used to have a roughish surface, but they repaved it a year or so ago, so now it’s pleasantly smooth. Unfortunately, it’s home to one of the more-popular wineries in the area AND is close to I-66, which makes it an easy target for the tourists from NoVA and DC. As a result, I avoid the northern end of the road (above Hume) when I can, which is fine since Hume Road (the first half of the video I linked to above) is my second-favorite road in this county.

Another favorite, which is even closer to home, is Springs Road / VA-802.

Oh, and I can’t forget Blackwell and Blantyre Roads since we were on those yesterday. It was in the low 70s in this area yesterday, which was perfect riding weather. It felt sooooo good to get out on the bike. It’s supposed to be nice today, too. Perhaps I should go out for lunch?

This pic is from Friday, not yesterday, but it’s pretty, so I thought I’d share it here.

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