Green Elephants

For some reason ever since we have moved I have been thinking about elephants. Not so much in their realistic glory or the sort that live in Disney movies but the sort that come out of a history of Babar (even with the colonial bent to the tales) and the introduction to the Little Prince. Primarily I have been thinking about blue elephants. A powdery periwinkle. But since all I have in my stash right now is a powdery green it had to do. This is the green elephant bag. He is going to have a home at Seven Mountain until someone takes him home. It was a new sort of bag for me with a flannel lining and made out of suit wool but he just sort of came together over an evening.



These evenings in the studio (the grand name I call my room) are so needed after crazy days of painting and business forms. They add to the wonderful rhythm of the evenings with Alder's bedtime routine then sneaking off to the studio for public radio and fabric. Kevin's usually in his room doing calligraphy (Chinese) or reading about herbs (Chinese) and we visit back and forth. It's a moments rest in a life that seems to have become quite busy.

What shall I make tonight?

27 Day When the News Makes Me Go Grrrrr!

NPR just reported this story about infant deaths in Detroit. It makes me furious that the doctor was making all these claims about cosleeping being the cause of the deaths when there have been studies that have shown that cosleeping reduces the risk of SIDS. The doctor in the story made cosleeping out to be this thing that only happens in families that are too poor for cribs or who don't know better because they are from distant lands (read backwards). The reality is that it is only in The United States and England (Canada?) where cosleeping is not the norm.

If you are curious about cosleeping there are some resources here and here.

Just had to put this out there.

All Sorts of Media

I want to start this post by admitting that I am a public radio junky. I not only know the schedule of my local station but also two from towns that I no longer live in but regularly listen to on line. I can even hum along to the theme songs to most of the show. My husband tolerates my obsession, only turning it off he finds it too repetitive or depressing. I have found since Alder's birth that NPR has kept me company especially when he was younger and didn't do as much as he does now.

We are lucky enough to live in a city with two wonderful stations. One is all talk the other is an amazing jazz station KUVO. So if Kevin is around we often listen to that instead, I get my news fix every thirty minutes and we get to hear great jazz old and new (this is no smooth jazz station). However on the weekends we are dedicated listeners to two shows "Wait Wait Don't Tell Me" and "This American Life". Many Sundays have been stalled because of these shows.

This weekend This American Life was about television and it's affects on people. This got me thinking about our relationship with television and how we are going to approach it with Alder.

Currently our television resides in an unused fireplace in our living room. It is the perfect spot for it. Most of the time the curtain is pulled on it and it is out of sight. When we want to watch a video or DVD we pull the curtain. We do not have cable and in a brick fire place there is now reception. This is fine with us.

Both Kevin and I grew up as TV kids. For me it was company in my empty apartment waiting for my dad to get home from work. I usually thought what I was watching was dumb but I would keep it on (yes I watched awful things like Saved By the Bell and Magnum PI).

When I went off to college I chose not to have one there and it was a good choice. Without it I turned music and the radio on more and was able to do more. Even back then when I would go home I would usually have one or two TV days and then I would turn it off. I still felt the same draw of it that I did as a child.

More recently I find that every time we go to my in-laws I am sucked into a night of television watching which usually ends with me going to bed ridiculously late and in tears. I am not crying because of the show that I was watching but because I continued to watch. The TV felt like it was draining me of will and purpose.

I am sure there are many people who can turn on the TV for one show and happily ignore it for the rest of the night but I can not. It's the same way that if I am reading a good book I have to stay up to finish it. It isn't a healthy practice so rather than having the temptation here we choose not to have it at all.

Okay that isn't completely true. Occasionally we will borrow the DVD of a show that we like. But that isn't as bad for my mind because we are actively choosing to watch it and there isn't the temptation for me to continue to watch after it's done (although there was the Buffy incident when I discovered that a friend had all seven seasons... lets just say that month was a blur).

Now we have Alder and eventually the TV issue will arrive. I am hoping that he will be willing to be happy with DVDs for a long time. In general we are hoping to create a non TV culture for him. This will be easier homeschooling. But if the day comes when he asks to have a TV in the house I am not sure what we'll do.

The average adult in the United States watched 29 hours of TV a week. If the average work week is 40 hours and people sleep say 6 hours a night, plus 1 hour for commuting hmm that's 122 hours of their lives spent not being with family and friends. If you figure a week is 158 hours long and I haven't even included going to the bathroom, showering, cleaning the house or errands I don't see how anyone ever spends time with each other.

I guess this is all a good argument for homeschooling, having a family business and no TV.