Total Eclipse of the Heart

This is the story of a woman who had no interest in science.

She has a sciencey husband. He was all:

“Hey! The eclipse! Once in a lifetime! Let’s drive to Nebraska!”

She was all:

“I don’t want to. Because: packing, leaving, planning, lists, snacks, endless endless snacks. Just the snacks. Oh Lord, all the SNACKS.”

We drove to Nebraska. Husband accidentally booked us a hotel room in a smoking room. YES THEY STILL SMOKE IN HOTEL ROOMS IN NEBRASKA. You should be ashamed of yourself, Nebraska. I opened all the windows (possibly broke one, I don’t care Nebraska) and there was A LOT OF COMPLAINING.

Then: Ate chicken cacciatore that was… really good. Less complaining. Too busy eating bread slathered in garlic oil and herbs.

Then: Drove to a place called The Crane Nature Center. Who knew? Cranes! In Nebraska! The complaining has now cycled down to about one or two per hour. Sunshine. Hiking paths. Pretty nature stuff. IMG_6942.jpgIMG_6943.jpg

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If you look closely: SNACKS. Of course.

Then: made friends with the all the people. All of them. Everyone was all, “This is so cool! It’s nature! And barbecue! And we’re all in this together! Look at us being all together in this sciencey, once-in-a-lifetime moment!”

Complaining: 1/2 per hour

Then: WHAMMO

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And yes, my pictures don’t do it justice. BECAUSE IT WAS AMAZING. TOTALLY.

I was wrecked. We all applauded and I cried and people hugged and the whole thing just made me realize two things:

  1. Once in a lifetime things are so cool. I wish they happened more often. But, that would change the verbage.
  2. Nebraska is awesome.

Husband and I held hands and I wiped tears. Then, Blonde came up to me and said, “Thank you. Thank you so much for bringing us.” Then Red said, “THIS IS AMAZABALLS.”

And then, a bit later, Blonde came over to me and flopped down in a chair. I said, “You ok?”

He responded, “I’m recovering.”

And Red asked, “Where are the snacks?”

Of course.

Complaining: ZERO

And THEN: We all packed up and walked past the river and the pretty butterfly field and all the people were smiling and saying hi and it was like a Happy Village of Everyone Getting Along Despite 2017, and I was kinda blissing out.

And then we ate at Tommy’s Diner in Grand Island, NE and I had the BEST BUTTERSCOTCH MALT EVER IN THE HISTORY OF EVER.

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ACTION FOOTAGE OF OUR HIPSTER WAITER WITH MAN BUN. I love him. He brought me my malt.

It was, quite simply, a once in a lifetime experience.

Complaining: NEGATORY. NEVER AGAIN. I AM SHOOK.

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Also, there is the hot fudge sundae experience.

I call this photo essay “THIS IS THE SNACK OF DREAMS”

 

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You might say I had a change of heart. A “total eclipse” if you will.

And then: on the drive home, we listened to The Last Battle and I kissed hubs on the cheeck. “Thank you,” I said. “And I’m sorry I complained so much.”

And hubs said, “You complained? Nah. I don’t remember that.”

The world is a wonderful place.

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The end.

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What a Wonderful World

Linking up with Five Minute Friday today. The theme is:

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So this summer my boys and I have been having “Science Club!” every Monday and Friday. I call it “Science Club!” with a ! because it’s very exciting! We are having a club! About sciencey stuff! We might do assperiments! Because, its’ Science Club!

No waning of enthusiasm here, I promise. Just a bit of snark because my boys can’t pronounce “experiments.”

I share the teaching gig with my friend Kate – she is our pastor’s wife, so she is SUPER spiritual and, like, OUT OF THE PARK, on the ball with apologetics, and basically, she has a bit of a holy glow about her.

(Yes, that was a bit more snark, but she really does know her bible. It comes with the job, pastor’s wife, I think. She doesn’t actually glow, though.)

Anyhow. Today is Science Club! in two hours. And I am supposed to teach:

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Very Exciting Stuff!!

And as I’m sitting here, with my coffee (third cup), and my tired brain, this is all I can come up with:

I want to have ’em watch Bananarama’s “I’m Your Venus” video, and have them dance around.

BOOM. *drops mic*

Best. Teacher. Everrrrr.

hqdefaultCropped shirts! Excessive blonde highlights! Awesome. Oh, and also this:

hqdefault-1Completely appropriate for a group of small boys, right? It’s LEARNING, y’all. It’s Science Club!

Ok, so, no Bananarama. Sigh. 80’s music does have a solid place in teaching my children, true. But not today.

In truth, this Science Club! business has been more for me than for them. It’s given me some patterns to our week. And, lo, it has taught me things like this:

One day on Mercury (sunrise to sunrise) is longer than one year on Mercury (one orbit around the Sun). Mercurian Year: A year on Mercury takes 87.97 Earth days; it takes 87.97 Earth days for Mercury to orbit the sun once.

And yes, I quoted that from Wikipedia. I had to, because…

Wait, WHAT? Say that again?

Yep, I learned stuff like that. Stuff that makes me tilt my head all to the side like a confused puppy and then sum it all up with, “So… Mercury is weird, right?”

This whole planet thing? It’s all so beyond me. It’s all so huge. The sun, y’all, is HUGE. ONE of its sun-spots is bigger than our planet. Did you know that?

Oh… it’s all so huge. I know some of this – I remember learning it. But it’s good to be reminded.

We are small. He is BIG. He made it all. He is forever and forever. Amen.

Oh what a world. What a world!

c8742f6570a3bda21104a6c1ab892fa5.1000x664x1“There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”  William Shakespeare