“It is completely unimportant. That is why it is so interesting!” – Agatha Christie
mama2roo challenged adoption bloggers to write something fun, something non adoption. I responded that I am hard core about keeping my adoption blog, well, adoption theme based. That, to me, is the purpose of a blog. It is topical, theme based.
I have once or twice posted a meme when I was challenged but it too ended up having an adoption theme. I live and breathe this stuff. It never leaves me. Whether that is a result of the trauma and the life long wound, my choice, my calling, my passion, I don’t really know. It just is.
I thought about posting about a gift I got for Christmas (a mama2roo suggestion), or maybe my top five grooming products. (Does anyone really care if I wear O-Glow by Smashbox or love LipVenom?). Even as I pondered the top gifts, they came with an adoption motivation. And even when I think about my favorite goodies provided by Sephora, I think of my daughter and if she would like them. I cannot NOT think adoption. Perhaps I cannot NOT think about my daughter. That may be the more accurate statement.
But I will play as well as I can.
For Christmas, I did not receive many gifts. I don’t expect them. It is intended for the kids. I am divorced. The ex hub purchased two gift cards that were presented to me by my sons. Perfect gifts for me. A Starbucks gift card and a Barnes and Noble gift card. Couldn’t be better! Perfect for me. I spent the book store card the day after Christmas. Book stores are akin to a crack den for me. I literally get high. I wander aisle after aisle. I inhale deeply. I ooh and ahh. I pick up more books than I intend to purchase and then I put half back. I admire cool stationery products. I play with the pens. I am in heaven. I groan, giggle and sometimes foam at the mouth. Like I said, book store = crack den.
I purchased three books;
- God is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything by Hitchens
- The Lucifer Effect: Understanding How Good People Turn Evil by Zimbardo
- Writing to Change the World by Pipher
I am going to fight the urge to explain why these books appealed to me. In summary, it should be obvious that a) I am agnostic and religion contributed to the loss of my daughter, b) the person who sold my daughter MUST be the devil incarnate and c) that well, I hope someday, my writing will change the world or at the very least make some sort of impact on someone’s life.
My parents gifted me with a toaster oven. Huh? I have no idea why.
My mother seemed pleased with herself and asked if I liked it and if I had one. I responded "yes" followed by "no". Perhaps she worried my ex took the toaster oven in the divorce? Truth be told, I despise toaster ovens and it was a marital issue. I am sure that my ex was pleased when he moved out and could finally purchase one. (In general, I dislike counter top clutter and those oven thingees contribute to clutter). It is a gift I hope to return and ideally will purchase more books.
How did I do, mama2roo?