heavy stuff and dirty words on the bus
the heat seems to have left the area for now. we took the opportunity to pour concrete down at the wimberley off-grid cabin screen room. I hauled twenty 80lb bags through the woods over my shoulders. kat mixed, we poured and I screeted.
another 55 bags ought to be enough to finish the floor.
I painted the airstream bed area headliner white, painted the walls gray, sanded the wood and rubbed it with Danish oil.
sunday took us to the pecan street fair. mostly junk food you would find at the state fair, funnel cakes and people wanting to sell you stuff.
if it ain't broke, don't fix it. kat got her best wurst.
things were a bit crazy on the street. we ducked into the beale st tavern. they had a band playing and football on the tv over the bar. one guy was watching the football and was so involved with it that he would ocasinally SCREAM at the top of his lungs, while the band was playing. everybody around this jughead would jump in a startled manner. rude.
the food was mostly fried and too salty, but that made the blue moon go down real smooth like.
#1 son said "I am afraid of heights, but I want to try to climb that". he would get to about 5 ft up and freeze. he tried every course, but never got any further. we were glad he tried. now we know.
"shrily temples for the kids"
it should be noted, this was the week that the daughter heard a "bad word" on the bus. I was curious as to which bad word, but she refused to tell us. #1 son said "did it sound like duck but start with a F? like eff, uck?" she didn't appreciate how delicately close he came to the word and gave him a scornful tone. then she confirmed and noted that she just ignored the girl using the language. I congratulated her but also noted she might have heard me saying that at home and it's really no big deal. she insisted she has NEVER heard me say that word, #1 son said "oh yeah, dada says that one all the time".
it's true. I don't want my kids to be so sheltered they don't understand this other language that is most often used when you drop something heavy on your foot or making a strong point, sentance enhancers that are not for kids. I was raised with absolutely no exposure to "bad words", when I went to see smokey and the bandit it was so confusing to me. everybody in the theater would laugh and laugh, but I couldn't figure out what was so funny, I was really confused by the language I didn't even understand. that movie used "bad words" as the keystone of the story and humor. it was as if everybody was in on the joke, except me. you can be sure I wasted no time learning and using those words every chance I got. I like a good laugh and wanted in on that funny stuff.
but, what I learned this week is that people/kids chose what to hear/not hear and what to believe. I've often said I didn't want the school bus to be where my kids pick up bad habits. but there you have it. when I asked daughter how that made her feel, she said "well that girl that said sounded like she was having a REALLY bad day". daughter did understand that word was used to note extreme circumstances.
btw, the bus she takes home is a mix of middle school and high school students. I'm sure she will soon hear a bunch of things she can chose to ignore.