My simple, happy life….in a nutshell.
Well, Here I am….trying to think of something really worthy of blogging about…so that readers won’t come to the page, start reading and become unsatisfied with my lack of interesting things to say.
I recently decided that I need to be someone that spends more time reading. And not reading books like "Shoppaholic and sister" and books like that (not that there is anything wrong with the odd easy read) but books that really challenge my spirit and my soul. Books that I can learn from and aren’t all fiction…..(mental note: to read more of Steve’s blogs…I think he talks about books…)
I kind of drift through life not knowing much about much, and this has always worked for me, but those nights, when there are 4 or 5 of you, sitting around, talking deep discussion talk…..I want to be in it. And not JUST in it. I want to be the one that people listen to and think…."Man - she’s so right…..about everything….I can’t even challenge her, her ideas are so concrete…"
haha. no - I’ll never be one of those, but I’d just like to feel like I have something worth saying. I don’t want to be the one that someone looks at and says "Kerri…..what do YOU think" and I come out with the classic…"Ummmm…..pass the chips?"
Have you seen that scene in Bridget Jones’ Diary? She’s at a book party, and she’s trying to appear to be really well read to impress Hugh Grant or something, and she comes out with "Where’s the Bathroom" or something of that nature.
Well, that’s me. I’m the happy, simple minded sort, who dreams of being a moody intellectual.
Not that I never have deep thoughts…I’m just not someone who knows alot about everything. This guy I grew up with (Ted) always knew about everything. I remember being in grade 4 and Ted being able to tell us the exact distance from Winnipeg to Regina, and what the square root of 170000 was or something…I bet he just sat and read encyclopedia after encyclopedia…..remember those? I had those.
Back in the encyclopedia days, I used to study animals. Animals were my thing. I must have been 10 years old or something, and I would just write project after project about animals. I didn’t have to write the papers…I just wanted to. I could look at any type of dog on the street and name it "It’s a Rhodesian
Ridgeback mixed with a little irish setter, and maybe a quarter pug."
Why can’t I pull that out at late night discussions anymore? Why aren’t people interested in dogs at 2 in the morning? Now it’s all about Politics, Relationships, Religion….those things….I’m not very strong on.
But if anyone were to quiz me on the genetic makeup of a dog, or what early 90’s music is the most fun to dance to, or anything about Yousef Karsh….I’m in. Sign me up. If you want to talk Politics, I’m there in spirit, and I’m definetly interested, but I can guarantee that after 10 minutes or so, all I see in my mind..is white. Then next day, when you’re not around I’ll be heading out to the store to purchase my dummies guide to it for it to make sense.
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