Out of Touch

 

It’s been a crazy busy week surrounded by family, and this coming weekend will be more of the “same kind of wonderful” with people still here - in from Indiana and from nearby (actually across the pasture from me), and more family coming in from Virginia. It’s a mini gathering of part of the clan (11 people). The larder is in a constant state of rapid dwindling and refilling, Wranglers have been taken apart like big Lego toys, a supply of kindling and wood laid in for patio fires is being put to good use, and… the party continues – every day, all day. Good food. Excellent company. Doing stuff for good olde Mom (and believe me I do not mind that.)

So - anyway – am taking just a few minutes to tell you what I have been thinking about within all the fun chaos - the energy level so high that it vibrates inside my head and makes it difficult at times to follow everything that is going on at once and or…  to piece together a coherent sentence. The interactions and conversations sometimes blur at bit and being one who never wants to miss anything (FOMO) --– it’s hard to keep up sometimes. It sure is fun trying though.  This whole thing is like turning on a bright light and upping the volume on an otherwise quiet, calm life. That is nice once in a while. Then again, my stomach hurts from laughing.  Oh – I learned how to play a new yard game too – Kubb.  It’s fun to watch! It’s fun to play.

Flash back to the mid-eighties.  Remember Daryl Hall and John Oates?  The song running through my head is “Out of Touch”.  Now with a slight twist of the lyrics which I have always found difficult to decipher, I am concentrating on the part where the singer is feeling out of touch with the world – or --maybe it was a girl. For my purposes here, let’s just pretend it was the world. Perhaps I feel “out of touch” at times because I don’t always follow the conversation. Actually, don’t care that I am unable to do so -- most of the time. And if I do care, I ask and it is patiently explained to me – sometimes with a bit of an eye roll. Duh. Then again maybe it is just because….

To get to the point -- the result of this being “Out of Touch” is the following list of things that I simply cannot understand and, in most cases, don’t even want to understand.

• ·       Cryptocurrency including Bitcoin mining (If you can’t see it, touch it or spend it, or eat it -- what good is it?)

• ·         Fashion trends including the increasing popularity of tattoos (I can’t help it, but “skin art” reminds me of Popeye or calls back to mind scary guys with slicked back hair and leather jackets. Do these trends speak for themselves? Not sure. Perhaps… I am just not sure what they are all saying.)

• ·         Puppy pee pads (Really? The first time I saw one, I thought it was a place to put my wet boots. The hostess quickly corrected me.  I was never invited back.)

• ·         Lastly are Apple Wallet and metal credit cards. (I simply have no comment on this one. I feel a bit unnerved by the whole process. This one, above all, underlines to me how “Out of Touch” I am. Don’t care… 🙄😁)

 So…  there it is.  My thought list of the moment. These are the concerns that popped up in the middle of all the fun chaos. I am sure there will be a few more before this gathering of the clan is over. Hmmm…. 

Anyway -- Feel free to add to the list. Perhaps you share this type of experience? I would love to know what is going on in your head for sure. Always do.