Life

Going…Gone.

Fifteen years ago I read a book called “Last Chance To See,” by Douglas Adams and Mark Carwardine. It’s a nonfiction work; basically the two men got to talking one day about all the major animal species that were teetering on the brink of extinction. They decided to travel around the world and see some of these animals for themselves, before it was too late for anyone to ever see them again. Depressing subject, very engaging book. I read it in my hammock, in my hideout, surrounded by nature’s wild beauty, and I found myself profoundly moved by the stories of all those vanishing lives.

Today during supper Luke was asking about all the different ways the earth is being polluted, which got me thinking about one of the most heartwrenching chapters in that book: the story of the baiji, or Yangtze River Dolphin.

The authors described in unflinching detail the hellish life these pink (!) dolphins endured in one of the most polluted and overtrafficked rivers in the world. I think the plight of the baiji affected me more deeply than anything else in the book. I was telling the kids about them, and they wanted to see a picture of one. There were no baiji photos in the book, so I hopped online and Googled them.

And learned that the Yangtze River Dolphin was declared officially extinct last summer. Gone forever, no more baiji.

That sucks.

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Happy Birthday Elizabeth!

It’s the Big One-Oh!

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You’ve come a long way, baby! 🙂

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Insert Money Here –>

I found this in Luke’s room today:

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I’m not sure he’s entirely clear on how a reward poster works.

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Self-Indulgent Romantic Musings

The Internet’s lousy with memes these days, but I saw one today that caught my attention. (Actually I saw it here, but the above links to the original author.) Anyway…specifically, question #4 caught my attention:

4. Rather than discuss the typical characteristics of someone you’d desire (sense of humor, good body, etc.), I’m going to focus on the little details. Rank them in order of preference, with #7 being the one you consider more important than the others and #1 being the one you consider the least important:


1. Good fashion sense,


2. Ability to dance well,


3. Encyclopedic knowledge,


4. Odorless feet,


5. Quick-wittedness,


6. Even tempered nature, and


7. Likes the same music, movies, and/or television

Looking at that list, I realized how much my priorities have changed since my single days. Before I met Steve, my wishlist would have looked like this, least-important to most:

1. Even-tempered nature

2. Odorless feet

3. Good fashion sense

4. Ability to dance well

5. Encyclopedic knowledge

6. Quick-wittedness

7. Likes the same music, movies, and/or television

Then I met Steve, and he was absolutely nothing like that shiny ideal image in my head. Steve was into Metallica and Black Sabbath and Kiss, and he expressed a disbelieving horror when I confessed my deep and abiding love for John Denver. He couldn’t understand my Star Trek addiction at all. He couldn’t understand my failure to appreciate the comic genius of Beavis and Butthead.

Witty conversationalist? Uh…no. Steve is the strong silent type. So taciturn is he that one might know him for years and never guess at the mind-boggling trove of information he possesses beneath that untalkative exterior. Need to know some obscure fact about world history, geography, ancient cultures, or who played the Third Cop From The Left in some unremarkable movie he watched once five years ago? Steve’s your man. Want a bit of fluffy idle social chitchat? You’re pretty much out of luck there.

He can pull off a nice two-step, but that’s the full extent of his dancing expertise. His fashion sense can be summed up in one word: Wrangler.

This post mustn’t be misconstrued as a complaint. I love Steve, and most of the time our differences complement each other beautifully. Almost any kind of crisis can come up and one of us knows exactly how to handle it, even if the other is clueless. It’s just that looking at that list really made me think about how expectations and reality totally part ways sometimes, and you end up getting what you would have wanted if you’d only known to want it.

So here is my list, rearranged so that it now describes Steve, with 1 being least applicable to him and 7 most applicable.

1. Likes the same music, movies, and/or television. (Not.)

2. Good fashion sense. (Wrangler jeans and Megadeath tee shirts never go out of style, right?)

3. Quick-wittedness. (I’m assuming this refers to verbal wittiness. If we’re talking about the ability to respond quickly to an unexpected emergency, then Steve scores a lot higher on this one.)

4. Ability to dance well. (As long as it’s a two-step.)

5. Odorless feet. (I never thought about it until I saw this meme, but Steve has remarkably odorless feet.)

6. Encyclopedic knowledge. (Seriously, he’s like a circus act if you hit a subject that interests him.)

7. Even-tempered nature. (Ironically, the trait that mattered not a bit to me fifteen years ago is Steve’s strongest suit, and one that I’ve come to prize above all the others.)

Funny how things turn out. But really, I wonder how many long-time-married people would have the same reaction I did to seeing that list. Most of them, I think.

Falling in love is such an involuntary phenomenon sometimes.

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Luke’s Boot’s 15 Minutes Of Fame

Had a mildly surreal experience today. I got a phone call from Golden Era Productions, asking if we had a young child who was in possession of a horse and a pair of cowboy boots. Seems they’re filming a documentary about some old Montana cowboy and they need some footage of a child’s boot in a stirrup. They were having trouble finding a workable child with workable boots (the shot was supposed to be set in the 1920’s, and the only other child they could find wore purple boots, so no good there), until a guy who knew Steve from the Ramona Pageant gave them our number. They just wanted a shot of Luke’s leg and boot, in a stirrup. They wanted to drive up from Hemet today, as soon as he got home from school, and take it. I couldn’t think of any good reason to tell them no, so I said that’d be fine.

They arrived as I was leaving to pick up the kids at the bus stop. Steve met them: two men and a woman, all with various exotic accents and dressed in black. They wanted a darkish horse in the pics, so Steve decided on Sam. They wanted an authentic ranch saddle, so Steve put his own roping saddle on him. When I got back and handed Luke over to them, they gave him an adorable little pair of roughspun brown trousers such a country lad might wear in the ’20’s. He went in the house and put on those and his boots. He put on his hat too, even though it wouldn’t show in the pics.

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Even with the stirrups on Steve’s saddle adjusted all the way up to the shortest hole, Luke’s little seven-year-old legs couldn’t reach them. So to get the boot shot right, Luke had to lean way over and stick one foot in the stirrup on the camera side, with the other leg kind of dangling over the seat. He was a good sport about it, but he wasn’t crazy about being on Sam in the first place, and I could see him trembling a little sometimes.

The whole shoot was rather elaborate, with ladders and ginormous cameras involved. The woman, Debbie, gave me a pile of paperwork to fill out, waivers and such, during which I learned that Luke would be paid $100 for the filmographical use of his foot. He was pleased to hear it.

Then they packed up their equipment and left, and Luke’s stint in show biz was over. He didn’t look particularly sorry to see them go. He did ask me if I’d get him a pair of brown pants like that for his own though; I think he kind of dug the look. They did look awfully cute on him.

I’d love to get my hands on a copy of that documentary when it comes out. “LOOK! There’s Luke’s boot, there it is!!”

Maybe we can get it autographed by Tom Cruise. ;^)

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