The Announcement heard Around the World

We all know the power of the internet, especially us bloggers, blog readers, and informatics addicts.

But no one now knows it's power more than Ted Williams.  I bet you've all heard his story at this point.

A homeless man, 52 year old Williams, was holding up a stereotypical Sassy sign by the side of the road. Not so typical about this sign was his claim to a 'God Given Talent of Voice.'  A local newsperson decided to check it out and asked, on camera, for Mr. Ted W. to share this voice with him.

And it has been the announcement heard around the world.

2 days later, 2 days!  This man is a phenomenon.  Millions of Youtube hits, which, by the way, redeemed all you youtubers to me.  What's with everyone watching all those annoying tweens?!  Finally you found something worth your attention!

Now he's off. He's been on radio and to the Today show.  He was questioned at airport and almost not allowed to go due to lack of documentation.  If airport harassment doesn't mean you've made it, I don't know what does.

The point is, we've all made a difference to a Man who seems to notice.  He has had one hell of a life and is coming out on top.  And the internet is what made that happen.

The mass sharing of information lifted someone out of shadows and high enough to catch a break.  And, I'll say regardless of my in fear of jinxing something, someone who is humble, has learned from his life, and is truly grateful.

Don't get me wrong, I know I'm in no place to judge anyone.  What I'm saying is that I would expect to be bitter and a little pissed after such a difficult life.  And he is not.  He is thankful. He is open.  He is the new Zen.

On top of it all, he is kind and that is because, as he says, "His Mom raised him that way"  and "The Golden Rule"

A little food for Friday's thought...

Check out Ted Williams interview on the Today show

http://www.nbc.com/news-sports/msnbc-video/homeless-man-with-golden-voice-thankful-to-be-here/

The Baby Toe Rebels

I woke up this morning and thought, what a beautiful day to go to the hospital.  Not so much, but I went anyway.   

I was rushing around in my normal crazy morning fashion, it's feira day in my neighborhood and I wanted to get there and back before my husband left for work.  It's easier to go without both kids.

I turned the corner into the hallway and stubbed the hell out of my baby toe! Crap!  It hurts like a bitch when you do that.  The baby toes is like an angry Catholic Grandmother, sweet and quiet until you cross her! 

So I do this all the time with my same toe and the same door frame. It's in a small hallway we have from our dinning room into one of the bedrooms.  The only purpose of the wall is to hold a built-in closet. The door frame is the one from the hallway into the room.  I was already at the point that I wanted to just rip out the frame and wall attached but if I did, I'd lose some of the little closet space I have in my apartment. Toe or closet?  Hmmm, going to have to go with closet. Yes, the storage situation in Brazilian apartments is that bad. 

Maybe my baby toe heard this mental discussion.  Are baby toes in tap with our brains? 

I had cursed so loudly that Daniel asked what happened.  Oh, I just stubbed my toe again, and then I look down in reference and saw it.  I didn't remember my toe being perpendicular to the other toes...

So off to the hospital.   

I got out the door and to the hospital. It went kind of like this. I went to the ER and they directed me to orthopedics.  It's down the hall on the other side of the hospital. Ok.  I got to orthopedics and was told I needed an x-ray but first some fun. I had to get the bone reset.

I'm no wuss when it comes to pain but let me tell you, I'd prefer to do another C-section than feel that again! It took 3 excruciating times to get it in place. I needed a glass of whiskey and a cigarette after that!  And I'm no whiskey drinker!

So got it in place and I'm off to x-ray. Just walk back down to the other side of the hospital and it's on the first floor. Thankfully they had an elevator.

Here's where my Portuguese failed me. The x-ray tech told me to go wait for the x-rays in orthopedics. That's what I understood anyway.  I walked all the way back to ortho just to be told to go back and pick up my x-ray.  At least I got to stop and pick up a coffee on the way. 

So I'm all taped up and ready to go. 1 month in tape and weekly visits to get it changed. I broke it clear in half. I don't do things half assed, do I.  Just a little reminder to readers out there, don't take the baby toe for granted. Give it the respect it deserves. If you don't, the little bastard just may give in when it hits something just to teach you a lesson. 

Mommy is done

Being a mother is great. I love it. But there are times I wish I had a flashing sign that said closed or even no vacancies.  I'm tired of worrying about what food is and is not eaten. How many veggies vs how many fruits consumed. Are they drinking too much milk?  Oh dear that poop was way too soft? Is 7 poops in a day normal?  Have they gotten cuddled enough?

I'm tired of figuring out how to explain to a 3 yr old what is inside of us. What is inside a tree. What is under the ground, and when you manage to answer that, what is under that.  I'm tired of figuring out when we should wean off the bottle and how. How to get a pacie away. Why should we even take it away?  Are they going to take it to college? If they do, doesn't it really become their problem and not mine? 

How do I know when and how they are supposed to sleep?  What wolverine figurine wants for dinner?  How to get them to actually sit at a table?  How am I supposed to do all this and keep my place from looking like a toxic waste dump? 

The crazy thing is I do know how.  And if I don't I figure it out.  And I do have a sign. It says Open 24 hours including Christmas. 

And you know what, I love it.  I LOVE it! But today I'm tired. And right now, at 7:01pm, I'm on break.  I'll be back at 7:02pm. Kids, please try not to kill anyone.