Wordless Wednesday: A Face Your Fears Follow-up

Background: Back in May, during the Disney Social Media Moms celebration, Lisa Druxman’s speech led me to try to face my fear of falling.  To do this, I vowed to go on four rides that terrify me: Space Mountain, Rock ‘n’ Rollercoaster, Tower of Terror, and Expedition Everest.  Here is photographic evidence that I went on those rides.  (I’ve blurred out all of the faces except for mine and my family’s.)

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Disclaimer: We paid for our own trip to Disney World to attend the Disney Social Media Moms Celebration.  Though we were given an incredible deal from Disney, they never asked us to blog about this event. These photos were taken by the ride and given to me as part of Disney’s Photo Pass Plus, which we got as part of the event.  All opinions expressed above are my own.

Reversing The Stereotypes

In our household, we try hard not to fall into the standard stereotypes.  Though I go to the office and B stays home, I do the cooking when I get home.  I’m also generally in charge of the vacuum.  B, on the other hand, is more of a sports fan than I am.

This has rubbed off on our boys.  JSL, recently, wanted a baby doll.  We didn’t question a boy playing with a doll.  After all, NHL has one already.  However, much as we searched, we couldn’t find a boy baby for him.  Frustrated, we railed against the toy companies for thinking that only girls want to play with dolls and then only with girl ones.

Finally, JSL pointed out to us that it didn’t have to be a boy doll.  He could get a girl doll.  It was nice to see that he didn’t see anything wrong with a boy playing with a baby girl.  (In part, he sees it as a replacement for the baby sister that we’re not giving him.)

Of course, this doesn’t mean that JSL is immune from stereotyping.  During Yom Kippur, I was fasting and so didn’t feel up to making dinner.  B volunteered to make some food, but JSL protested.  He insisted that she couldn’t because she didn’t know how to cook.

Yes, because I’m usually the one who makes the food, JSL now thinks that B is incapable of cooking at all.  The stereotype was reversed: Dads cook and Moms don’t.  We informed him that this wasn’t the case and B made dinner.  Still, it was quite funny to us to see the stereotype turned on its head.

What stereotypes do you break in your household?

Nightmares and Pleasant Dreams

A couple of weeks ago, I had a nightmare.  We were camping in some snow covered location near a frozen lake.  Why we were there, I don’t know.  (Dream logic: It made perfect sense that we’d be there while I was dreaming.)  In any event, it began to warm and the lake melted.

As JSL went to play in the shores by the now-thawed water, I started to warn him to stay away.  Suddenly, the lake turned into a swimming pool with JSL on the steps leading in.  JSL toppled backwards and somehow landed into the deep end.  B, standing on the side of the pool, screamed as JSL sank to the bottom, unable to swim.  I dove in but suddenly found myself unable to dive.  All I could do was watch my son sinking to the depths.

And then I woke up.

The dream was so realistic that, even though I knew it was a dream, I had to get out of bed and check on the boys just to be sure.  JSL was sound asleep in his bed without a drop of water on him.  I was so glad that it was all a dream.

Another night, I wasn’t as happy.  That was the night that I found out that we won a ton of money.  As in over $200,000.  I collected my winnings – in cash for some reason – and returned to our house to find a big party celebrating our good fortune.  Conscious that we had a lot of cash lying around a lot of people, we hid it in the boys’ room.  Just as B and I helped ourselves to some party food and began to plan how to spend our money, I remarked to her how glad I was that this wasn’t a dream.

And then I woke up.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so desperate to go back to sleep.  I tried hard to convince myself that it was real.  The winnings were right there if only I could doze off again.  The dream was real and it was waking that was the lie.  I really had won over two hundred thousand dollars.  Sadly, it wasn’t the case.  As I gave up and got out of bed, my winnings dissolved completely in my mind.

I’d wish that you could make your dreams a reality, but that would probably extend to nightmares as well.  Given that, I’m glad that our dreams aren’t real.  Even if our best dreams fade away entirely in the morning light, it is much better than having our worst nightmares come true for even a split second in the real world.

Aloha Friday: When You Can’t Share

zipper-mouthI have some really big news.  Huge.  This news is so big that it has rattled my very idea of who I am.  I want to shout this news from the rooftops, tweet up a storm, and dedicate a fifty part blog series about it.  There’s only one problem: We’re not ready to blog about it just yet.

You see, this news affects the kids as well and, until some things are settled, we’re not going to publicly discuss it just yet.  So, until then, I need to keep quiet.

My Aloha Friday question for today is: Do you manage well with big news that you can’t yet share?

P.S. If you haven’t already, try out my Twitter applications: FollowerHQ and Rout.

Disclaimer: The "zipped mouth" image above is a compilation of "Zipper" by Deluge and "Emoticons: Worried Face" by nicubunu.  Both are available through OpenClipArt.org.


Thanks to Kailani at An Island Life for starting this fun for Friday. Please be sure to head over to her blog to say hello and sign the linky there if you are participating.

Aloha Friday by Kailani at An Island Life

Aloha #158

The Lonely Universe

I’m a big science fiction fan.  A staple of science fiction is alien civilizations making contact with humans.  Of course, we’ve yet to actually make contact or even find non-intelligent life out there.  This isn’t to say that we haven’t looked.  We have.  We have detected planets outside of our solar system.  We have even sent probes to other planets within our solar system.  So why haven’t we found alien life?  Perhaps it is just that the Universe is a big place.

The following is an image that the Hubble Space Telescope took of a tiny fragment of the sky.

The Hubble eXtreme Deep Field

Just how tiny?  Well, this box shows the segment of the sky involved next to the moon.

Location and size of the Hubble eXtreme Deep Field (ground-based image)

That first image shows a lot of galaxies.  Over 5,500, actually.  In the entire Universe, there are 100 billion galaxies.  Each galaxy has billions of stars.  If only one hundredth of one percent had planets and only one hundredth of one percent of those had life and only one hundredth of one percent of those had intelligent life, there would be millions of intelligent life forms out there.  So where are they?  Why haven’t we heard any alien signals by now?  Why haven’t the aliens heard our signals?

My personal theory is that time, language, and distance are the main factors.  As I discussed previously, stars are very far apart from one another.  We’ve only been sending signals into space that alien civilizations could detect for under 80 years.  Already, we’re transitioning to technologies that might be harder for a hypothetical alien to detect.  For example, we’re moving towards television transmitted via a wired Internet connection instead of via a TV tower that blasts the signal in all directions (including into space).  As we do this, there will be less and less for aliens to detect.

Perhaps civilizations send out a blast of detectable signal before vanishing behind wired connections.  If so, time works against us (and our hypothetical little green friends) in another fashion.  When the alien signals pass us by, are we able to detect them?  Perhaps the alien version of daytime TV was flooding past our planet, right there for anyone to pick up, but we were stuck in the Dark Ages.  Maybe, while we were frightened of demons in the dark, proof of alien life was passing right in front of us.  Possibly, a similar thing will happen with us.  When old I Love Lucy broadcasts transmit past a planet with alien life, will the aliens be technologically savvy enough to detect it?

That brings us to the second point: Language.  Specifically, would we recognize a signal as alien as opposed to gibberish.  Suppose you didn’t understand Russian at all.  If you heard five recordings, four with nonsense words and one of someone speaking Russian, it might be tough to pick out the real language.  Now give that language an alien origin and see how you do.  Now compress that signal using a method devised by aliens and would you even be able to tell that it wasn’t background noise?

Finally, we get to distance.  Like I said earlier, there’s a huge distance between the stars.  There’s an even bigger distance between galaxies.  Perhaps aliens are out there all around us, but we can’t see or hear them because they are so far away.  If an alien was in the Andromeda Galaxy, one of the nearest galaxies to ours, they would be over 2.5 million light years from us.  This means that a message sent from them would take over 2.5 million years to reach us.

Science Fiction supposes a way to travel and communicate faster than light, but suppose science fiction is wrong.  Suppose that the speed of light is the ultimate speed limit in the Universe.  There could be millions of alien civilizations out there, all looking up at the stars and asking the same question: "Is anyone out there?  Are we alone in the Universe?"

NOTE: The Hubble images come from here and here.  Both images are free for anyone to use as are many other wonderful images from the Hubble Space Telescope.

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