No news is good news

Corbin is gone to church camp for the week. In our parent orientation Sunday, they stressed the fact that, “No news is good news.” That sent my little brain off on a tangent thinking about some of the ways that my life has changed since I stopped watching the news.

It’s not like I cover my ears if it comes on or anything, I just don’t seek it out. I have a general awareness of things going on out there. It just seems that every time I happen to hear the news it’s the same old stories. Most of it involves people showing other people their wobbly bits. I just really don’t know why that affects my life in any way. I’m fairly certain that if my children were ever “exposed” to such horrors, they, like me, would laugh and get away from the person. No news here, just some random perv.

Not seeing the news has impacted so many things that I’m just now realizing. Evidently there is a tropical storm headed for Florida right now. There was a small chance it would come here to Houston, but it didn’t. This whole even would have previously consumed my life. I would have been constantly checking the weather sites and blogs to see if we were in the path, or maybe the path changed… And why? It’s effin’ rain already. If it did end up coming here, I’m 99.9% sure that I would hear about it. There is no need for me to spend ANY time seeking out useless information.

Something that struck me earlier on the hurricane front is the fact that Grandma hasn’t uttered a peep about the current tropical storm to me. This is interesting because if the news says it will sprinkle she psycho calls me to see if we are okay. This means two possible things to me: Possibility #1 she’s mad at me because I have been busy canning and haven’t called her much in the past few days, or Possibility #2 that she is starting to get it that I really don’t obsess about the news. hmm Probably #1.

  Anywhooo, speaking of canning, I have made 21 pints of fig preserves as of midnight last night. The tree is still laden with fruit. My fingers are still sore. So much more work to do…

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