Biblical Rainstorm & Technology Addict

Right now I can’t even believe we have power. Earlier, we had like a little blip of a storm and the power went out for a few hours. Now, it’s all hell breaking loose out there and here I am clacking away. I wanted to Tweet this earlier: “sitting here reading by candlelight, much like our forefathers”, but I was afraid to because I couldn’t get on Google to see how to spell forefathers. Sigh. How addicted ARE we to our technology? Pretty much like totally a LOT!

First we check our blog stats (we, ha ha), then we check gmail, which leads us to the tweets we missed, which leads to checking Twitter, and also to the Facebook posts we’ve received, which leads to checking Facebook, and THEN we see the Linkedin updates, so we go comment on THAT, and then we remember the OTHER gmail account, and lo and behold, we go there and see some stuff that’s been accumulating in the last week or so. Then we post, we tweet, we email, we comment, we blog, we update, we network and we link in, log in, log out, etc etc. And we wonder why our bills sit here unpaid? Sh*t.

And then the power goes out and we’re all “What…? Are we gonna actually read by candlelight?” Or go to bed? Sigh.


Jack: How bad is this storm gonna be?

me: Just a thunderstorm probably.

Jack: Then why were you saying stuff about a tornado?

me: Well that’s up north a bit, they’ve had a few storm cells.

Jack: What’s a cell?

me: A big blob of storms.

Jack: Can I go on the computer?

me: No power.

Jack: Awww and I can’t even watch a video!!!

me: Nope. We do get to light some candles.

Jack: (mild panic over lost technology leads to an adventurous spirit)  I’ll get the flashlight!  (He proceeds to point it directly in our faces. I’m still seeing spots.)

me: We can always do what they did before electricity was invented.

Jack: What?

me: Read by candlelight.

Jack: That’s you, always taking the fun out of me reading alone.

me: (?)


What is Jack reading?

Lots and Lots! I think perhaps this weekend while we’re away on vacation I will have Jack start his first installment of Jack’s book reviews. He loves to read, and he loves to be a critic. (let me tell you). I haven’t even run the idea by him yet, but I think he’ll like it! I’ll blog about it first and then add it to my Book Reviews. I may create a new page for Kid’s book reviews. Ooohhh I’m all like web designing and sh*t. (Those of you that actually DO web design please stop laughing.) I can add a page! I know I can!

Right now Jack is reading SO many things I can hardly keep up! He’s gone from Captain Underpants to Narnia-Prince Caspian (we’re so not done with that yet) to Encyclopedia Brown and now the Hardy Boys! We got this very cute set at Goodwill (my secret favorite kids bookstore) which was called the “Hardy Boys Starter Set”. We only paid $10! Yay! (Freaken Bella is eating out of the sink, I can hear her right now! GRRR!)

Anyway, we also got this interesting book, for only 2 bucks…which now that I think about it, might be just a wee bit grown up for Jack. He’s LOVING it of course and wants to take it everywhere. Here’s a small sampling of Jack’s new education.

Jack: Look at this guy with like 50 bajillion straws in his mouth! Ha ha! It’s like when the Mayor ate all that bacon in Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. (watch at about 14 seconds into the clip)

me: Ew, gross picture!

Jack: Yeah why would anyone DO that?

me: Not really sure.

Jack: Oh, wow this guy lit himself on FIRE and burned and walked for a mile or something without dying! Why didn’t he die?

me: Fireproof suit?

Jack: Does that keep you alive forever?

me: No, probably only a few minutes. Remember, fire can burn you instantly, which is why we do NOT play with it. This guy is…

Jack: (interrupts) Yeah Yeah he’s a professional. It says it right here.

me: Oh, well yeah, it’s true. Don’t play with fire.

Jack: This guy stuck 75 spoons on his face. Ha ha!

me: Talented.

Jack: Okay enough of this. (he tosses it and picks up the Hardy Boys)

me: So what’s going on in this book? ( I really need to read these first I think. No?)

Jack: Well, Joe and Frank think that the Dad is involved, but I don’t think so.

me: Someone’s Dad is a bad guy?

Jack: (now reading) What?

me: Dad? Bad guy?

Jack: Dad’s not a bad guy. Hey, I’m trying to read here!