Kodak last Feb. 09
OUR FAMILY HOBBIES, or the Erma Bombeck of Autism doesn't live here anymore...
Interestingly, Jim and I are both leaning in the same direction, hobby-wise these days. Hobby is a dopey word, IMO. IMO is sort of a dopey way of saying something, too, I think. SO LET'S TAKE THESE PHRASES INVOLVED AND HOLD A DO-OVER PARTY! Let's try:
"Things which appeal to Jim and to me, which we might consider our leisure activities" [that takes care of "hobby"]
and instead of "IMO", how about "in my opinion"? Works for me!
Well anyway, you're all gone for the weekend, stuffed in your cars with a massive beachball hogging the whole backseat, so I can pretty much write away and no one will notice! This rocks! In my opinion! IMO! What ho!
Anyway, I still like some of the things I used to do, but I really like my hobby (leisure activity), photography. Unfortunately, my hobby (leisure activity) doesn't pay anything, and requires that the viewer sincerely enjoy DOLLS as a prerequisite (<--is that the second time this week I have used this word in this blog, or am I delirious?). That is sort of tant pis, or too bad, eh?
Jim's situation is kind of the same but he doesn't take pictures of dolls. He is someone who likes to take the sudden, the surprise, the just flat out quick shot while enjoying his hobby(leisure activity) which often creates a better photo.
Obviously I like to take photos which have been arduously, agonizingly thought out. If you think that getting my doll Tuesday to stand on her head, with a bow on her head and her legs perfectly even, was easy, or that even getting those polka dotted tights on her slightly sticky plastic legs (Blythes all have these! what a pain in the neck!) was easy, you are just wrong wrong wrong.
The thing is, Jim sends his photos to my computer every time he takes them, whereupon I download them into my computer, whereas I take mine and stick them in my photostream on flicker. It is rare that I force him to view my photos, but it is almost daily that I get to see Jim's photos of his day. It's kind of nice to see what he is doing, and I have bought him a good camera in case it ever strikes his fancy to take a higher quality digital pic. I don't know though...he tried to teach me to use my cell phone to take photos and I didn't take to it. I know he could use his camera, but will he take to it?
As for that line, the Erma Bombeck of Autism which I mentioned earlier:
When I first wrote formally online, I wrote about autism. Other than English papers in college, it was all I knew. People thought my style was similar to Erma Bombeck. I heard this over and over. Children with autism are not objects you make fun of, and your situation isn't funny all (or even most)of the time of course, but there are aspects of it which ARE funny, or seem funny cause they are so downright weird (try driving around to every grocery store in three states when a company changes the color of a cereal box and your child will no longer touch one of his staple foods--hoarding boxes, and even writing the company! Yes--we have all done things like this! It is crazy and it is funny in its way). There is a bond which is created with other people concerning this complex disorder which makes it a relief once and a while to laugh about it. So I wrote, and Jim provided me with a lot of the material, as he is so quick witted and funny. Plus he is the driver.
So I guess he was the Ed Bombeck of autism. If that was her husband's name.
Now we no longer write about the kids very often, and we have developed these semi normal HOBBIES, or leisure activities, which enable us to pretend we live in the normal world. We don't live in the normal world even slightly, but armed with our cell phone and camera we share one little aspect of what a regular person enjoys and we like OUR LEISURE ACTIVITY TOO, LOTS! In my opinion!
Have fun tomorrow!