We’ve all heard it and most of us have said it. So, if your parents are really as dumb as you say they are, why are you standing right in front of me? Personally, I think my parents are pretty dang smart! After all, they made me J
Not too long ago I had a conversation with my best friend that went something like this:
Me: It would suck if I didn’t have you to mentally articulate the ridiculous mess that comes out of my mouth in the form of words.
Best-ee: Seriously. What would you do without me?
Me: I’d feel really, really, dumb.
Best-ee: Well, you shouldn’t. Because if you’re really, really, dumb, then I’m REALLY, REALLY, REAAAAAALLLY dumb.
Me: Hahah that is why we are only semi-dumb together… or maybe we’re extra dumb, I’m not sure
Best-ee: No. Two dumbs make a smart. It’s like multiplication… Or maybe it’s like addition?
Me: Haha!! I totally have to write a blog about this.
(For reference as to why this conversation even happened… Here’s a picture)
Now, this little “two dumbs makes a smart” talk had absolutely nothing to do with parenting and everything to do with our future vacations together, but that’s beside the point. In reality, she’s right! Maybe not about multiplication, but riddle me this:
If my parents are two dumbs, that made a smart (me), would it not stand to reason that their parents were two dumbs that made a smart? And my grandparent’s parents were two dumbs that made a few smarts? Et cetera, et cetera…Making me a dumb who will eventually find another dumb, and make a smart! And if all of that is the case, I sure am glad that my parents are dumb!!
Basically, two dumbs make a smart, which just makes more dumbs.
It all makes sense now!
Fact: Life is busy.
Fact: Busy does not have to detract from beauty.
I really enjoy driving. Usually, when I am in the car it is one of the few times I am actually alone during the day, and I can do whatever I want… well, kind of. I can listen to music, or silence, I can talk to myself, or just think. Sometimes, I really like to just think. Lately in the car I've been in a Michael Jackson sort of mood. Fortunately, since I always seem to forget my Ipod, I stole… well, borrowed… the Michael Jackson Greatest Hits C.D. from my parent’s C.D. collection (thanks mom and dad!). SO, I’m sitting there jammin’ to MJ. I'm of course singing at the top of my lungs, but really only catching every other word making it sounded a something like, "blah blah blah OF, blah blah blah blah blah LOVE"... and BAM! I had a moment.
(Cue music!....Or just sing along)
I’m starting with the man in the mirror/ I’m asking him to change his ways/ No message could have been any clearer/ If you want to make the world a better place/ Take a look at yourself and make the/ Change/ Got to get it right/ While you've got the time/ ‘Cause when you close your heart/ You close your mind – Michael Jackson.
(Fact: I get really annoyed by the sound of the fan attempting to cool off my laptop… especially when it’s already cool).
Have you ever really noticed that when you get really stressed out, and everything seems to be going crazy in your life, it feels like you're spinning out of control, and you are pretty much dysfunctional? Yeah, I have... A lot. I realized, that when those times happen I've closed my heart, which closes my mind, and if upstairs is shut down... Houston, we have a problem!
Moral of the story: open up your heart because when you do, you can appreciate the good which comes from the bad. Everyone hits the wall, how you let that wall affect you, whether you go around, climb over, or push through it, that is determined by your heart.