More Things....

..I just don't "get". (I started this topic with a blog entry back in 2009... here)

The other day, I had to wait at the dentist's while Rachel had a cavity filled. It never seemed to be this way before, but the waiting room had a dismal selection of magazines to look through--or else it was because it was so crowded with other patients filling most of the waiting room and they had already grabbed the better mags(National Geographic, Real Simple, People).

Wired, Wine Spectator, AARP(with Valerie Bertinelli on the cover? Isn't she like..MY age?),Guideposts, Boys Life(I didn't even know that was still published! Do boys still read this?), some sport fishing mags...nothing looked worth reading. So, I ended up grabbing an "Entertainment Weekly"-People magazine's less entertaining knock-off. There were pages and pages devoted to the newest "Sex And The City" movie. Pages! Now, I never even saw a single episode of SITC when it was on television. But, I knew it was a hit and knew about the two movies. But, I don't get why it is such a phenomena.

Because nothing held my interest, and I ended up waiting longer than I thought I would have to(why do I never remember to throw a book I want to read in my bag for those times when I am stuck waiting somewhere?)I started being distracted by the television up on the wall. They had the Food Network turned on.
There's another thing I don't get--maybe simply because I don't usually watch cooking shows. I guess I cannot wrap my head around the idea that there are cooking shows after cooking shows on all day and all night! I ended up being annoyed by the two female "cooks" I ended up watching while I waited. They were just too damned perky and fast moving in their brightly decorated GIANT kitchens. Give me Julia Child's show any day--which is being re-broadcast on Saturday afternoons on the original station out of Boston (R and I were into watching those old "French Chef" episodes in the winter and early spring. So..I guess I actually *might* like one cooking show at least). Or give me a cookbook to peruse(I like to read cookbooks).


Okay...now I get the feeling someone is going to dislike me after I write this, but I have to say it...
I never got the Diana(as in Princess of Wales)love. What was the fascination? I'll admit I was shocked as anyone on the day I found out she had been killed in that Paris car crash(I can remember that sunny weekend morning when I went out to get the newspaper from our front yard and being flabbergasted by what I was reading on the front page). But all through the 80's, I could not relate to all the press devoted to this "fashion rebel"(rebel?? In those awful hats and suits?) and the entire Royal Family drama. I was reminded of the Princess Di fascination because of a story on the Yahoo home page about one of her "racy"(the press used this word) dresses being up for sale recently.

I don't get: Texting. Texting while driving. Texting while standing in line at the post office. Talking loudly(about some one's drinking problem even) on the cell phone in public places. Talking on a cell phone while walking alongside a friend. Cell phone glued to ears when walking a dog through the neighborhood. Cell phone conversations that can't end even while purchasing something in a store--just hand the money to the person behind the counter without any actual interaction with that person(yes, this has happened to me).

I don't get why people have to be constantly communicating. Can't they ever be alone with their thoughts? Don't they see how rude this attachment to their cell phone has made them?

A few weekends ago, my daughter said she was woken up early in the morning by some woman out in the street walking by, talking loudly -obviously having a conversation on her cell phone.

Maybe I am beginning to sound too old and cranky and out of touch?

I never text.

I use my cell phone maybe four times a month.

I like walking my dog, my thoughts connected to what my dog is doing and also observing the environment around me as I walk.

I never think to take my cell phone with me.

One last thing, that I just do not get!

I don't understand how certain people(thankfully, just a few customers of ours at the frame place) can be so lazy and/or thinking it is beneath them somehow to do it themselves,

to come in and choose a tabletop frame --the kind you can buy in any store, from Macy's to Wal-Mart--leave their 4" x 6" photos with us, and instead of buying the frame and taking it home and inserting the photo into it there themselves..they expect someone who works at the shop to open the back and put it in for them. And...expect not to have to pay to have that done when they come back for it the next day, either! Who do these people think they are? Royalty with staff ? I'll bet even Princess Diana put her own royal photos into the frames themselves.

And, yes, we are a custom framing shop--where we build frames and cut mats for art and larger photos(or create collage-type mats for multiple smaller photos)--but it drives me nuts when

people(who seem entirely capable and intelligent ) do this. Plus, we are so busy with time-consuming custom jobs, it really bugs that I have to take time out to slip photos into easily opened table-top easel-backed frames that I would think most people could just do themselves.

*And, for the record, that day at the dentist's, I ended up also leafing through the A.A.R.P. magazine(lifestyle magazine for the American retired person, which I would love to be but cannot see that happening anytime soon), and finding it interesting reading. Really!

**Also..for the record, I can understand that someone could easily say that they don't "get" how people can spend their spare time writing a blog and communicating oftentimes with people who they have never met face-to-face. :-) Well, to each her own, right? (but at least my blogging doesn't wake someone up early on a Saturday morning)