Five-Minute Friday: Noise

(Note: “Five-Minute Friday” is an activity adapted from Kate Motaung’s blog. Each week, I use https://randomwordgenerator.com/ and write for five minutes straight with the word as a prompt, free-write style with no editing and no over-thinking.)

Noise

I’ve written before about my introverted tendencies, most extensively in a post loosely about Susan Cain’s book Quiet, so I will try not to repeat myself. But when I saw the random word generator spit this one out at me, I actually said, “Shhh!”

I am a night owl. If left to my own devices (read: summer time when work is not in session), my internal clock puts me to bed around 3 am with a wake-up time around 9, maybe 10. It’s only recently occurred to me that maybe it’s the absence of noise in these wee hours that appeals to me. The quiet that descends on the house when everyone else is sleeping. The luxury of being alone with your thoughts. The peace of it all.

I suppose early birds could use the same reasoning to justify waking up before the sun – getting going while the rest of us sleep until 9, maybe 10. I’ve done the pre-dawn alarm enough times to know that I never feel like I’m stealing more hours to myself this way. Maybe it’s because I know it’s just a matter of time before the world gets loud again, whereas I can enjoy the quiet from 11 to 3 am and then call it a wrap.

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Five Minute-Friday: Sausage

(Note: “Five-Minute Friday” is an activity adapted from Kate Motaung’s blog. Each week, I use https://randomwordgenerator.com/ and write for five minutes straight with the word as a prompt, free-write style with no editing and no over-thinking.)

Seriously? Last week “joystick,” and this week “sausage!” (I can hear the jokes now.)

I have been vegetarian now for over a year. (I had bouts of vegetarianism and veganism in the past.) When people ask why – “Is it an animal thing, or a health thing?” – I answer, “Yes.” And also an environmental thing. The best resource I can point to is the book Eating Animals by Jonathan Safran Foer, as that was the book that made me rejoin the vegetarian world.

It’s not that hard, actually, even living in Cincinnati, a city nicknamed porkopolis. Meat substitutes abound for just about anything. All this week I’ve eaten sandwiches for lunch, and the “deli slices” look like any other lunch meat, but it’s really white bean and kale. Last night, I made “Kickin’ Western Chili” from a diabetes cookbook that is entirely plant-based. And, if we want to get technical, I am not a true “vegetarian.” I eat fish. And Eating Animals horrified me, but apparently not enough to eschew dairy, eggs in particular.

I’m a fan of adding restrictions to your diet, whatever those restrictions may be. Every time I’ve been vegetarian, or the many-months stint I had as a vegan, it forces me to think before I eat. I have to read labels. I have to often pre-plan. It’s mindful eating at its best, really.

Five-Minute Friday: Joystick

(Note: “Five-Minute Friday” is an activity adapted from Kate Motaung’s blog. Each week, I use https://randomwordgenerator.com/ and write for five minutes straight with the word as a prompt, free-write style with no editing and no over-thinking.)

Well, if ever anyone thought I was hand-selecting my “random words,” this week’s gem ought to put the suspicions to rest!

Joystick. When I was younger (I’m guessing 10), I begged and begged and begged my parents to buy us a Nintendo gaming system. They were resistant, knowing even then – before all the research and the experts and the books warning against “screen time” – that introducing such a device probably wouldn’t be a good idea.

I can’t recall the specifics of how my sister and I finally wore them down (let’s be honest – it was probably just me – I’ll leave Kara out of it), but I do remember LOVING Super Mario Brothers and devoting quite a bit of time to advancing my levels.

But that was about it. Once I conquered the game, the magic was gone. I remember the other games in the pack – Duck Hunt, for one – but I don’t recall them having the same pull. I’m sure I was glued to the tv in my pursuit of reaching the princess at the final round (level 10? Who knows anymore), but I don’t remember losing whole weekends to it or wanting to spend my entire summer break on the thing.

We never bought another gaming system after that, so we certainly weren’t keeping up with the upgraded technology. Was it because our household had two girls?

Everything I’m reading now identifies the gender differences in media/screen time usage pretty distinctly: girls use social media to connect with friends, and boys using gaming to connect with friends. This description fits my kids’ usage habits fairly accurately.

Time’s up? Thank goodness. I didn’t find much “joy” in this word!