Weekend Wrap Up

This weekend Sean and I were looking forward to finally getting to hit some garage sales on Saturday morning since he didn't have to work until the evening.  We only got to go to a handful of garage sales, but Sean did manage to find a replacement globe for our lantern.  A new one costs $30, so we haven't wanted to buy a new one, but Sean found one for 50 cents.  Still in the box, just a little dusty.  A lot dusty.  But cheap.  We decided to go for a drive and check out Crystal Hot Springs for a possible future camping trip and hit the fruit highway for some fresh produce.  I thought Crystal Hot Springs sounded fun, but it looked like a hot mess.  Emphasis on hot.  It was packed wall to wall with people, which is always gross when swimming is involved, the bathrooms were nasty, and it was just hot and dusty and ugly.  Everyone goes there, though, so maybe I was just cranky? 

Today we went to the Bee's game, and Marilyn came with us.  I can't think of very many (realistic) things I'd rather do on a Sunday afternoon in the summer than go to a baseball game.  I love it so much. 

Ways in which I was a dork last week (that I remember):  I saw my sister-in-law at the store on her birthday, and I did not wish her a happy birthday or mention it in any way.  Even though I had looked at the calendar two days before and thought, "Gee, I need to remember Curt and Cami's birthday on Thursday."  Sean didn't call his brother either.  It was a crazy week. 

Random thoughts on a few matters:

This is one of my favorite songs today.  Very sweet.  And he's easy on the eyes, which is always a plus.

I did not buy the Spanx.  I'm just going to let the jiggles jiggle on.  And the Oreo diet sounds awesome.  I'm not sure I really believe that people in Russia are reading my blog just because blogger tells me so.  I wonder if it's just people who have their IP address re-routed so that no one can track them or some weird Bourne Identity Mission Impossible sort of thing like that.  Or someone's friend that lives in Russia and reads our blogs.  Or maybe random Russians just like reading about my fabulous life.  Anything is possible.

I did get sick of the stupid Chick-Fil-A thing, but having said that, I do think it's important for people to follow their convictions.  I realize that my money in the form of someone else's profits goes all kinds of places I wouldn't agree with, but if I know about it and can do something about it, that's great.  I don't begrudge people taking action on it.  I think Dan Cathy is pretty much a sleeze after reading that he has donated to hate groups, including one in Uganda that advocates killing homosexuals, and I probably won't eat there again, but I'm not under any illusions that it's any big deal or that I'm doing anything that will actually help anyone in any real way.  I think the biggest problem I have with this CFA thing is the same problem I had with the Kony 2012 thing.  It just seems like lazy activism.  All I have to do is eat a chicken sandwich or post something on my facebook page and I can pretend like I'm actually doing something to make a difference.  When, really, I'm not.  How many of the people who were all fired up about Kony a few months ago even know that the Utah high court just ruled on a human trafficking case?  Do people actually bother to follow what's going on?  No, but if something comes across facebook we can re-post it and feel all self-righteous.  It's lazy activism and it bugs me. 

How cute is Gabby Douglas?  I loved this quote from her about people criticizing her hair.  (Wha??? Stupid.)  ''I don't know where this is coming from. What's wrong with my hair?'' said Douglas, the first U.S. gymnast to win gold in team and all-around competition. ''I'm like, `I just made history and people are focused on my hair?' It can be bald or short, it doesn't matter about (my) hair.''  Good for her.