Out of Touch with Reality

 

I don’t watch television for the most part. I don’t really listen to secular radio stations anymore. I don’t know if Ryan Seacrest is single. I’ve never watched an entire American Idol episode and if you told me about Fantasia? I’d swear you were talking about the creepy Mickey Mouse movie with the music, the broomstick, and all those dancing hippos. I couldn’t have told you for a million dollars what a “justin beiber” was or what he sang were it not for my 7 year old niece. I don’t read People magazine or follow the “E” Channel. I don’t know if/when/to whom Hugh Hefner married. Or even if he did? I think I saw something on the cover of a magazine about it while I was standing in line at the checkout. I don’t know for sure. I don’t pay attention to brand names anymore. Heck, I don’t wear makeup 6/7 days of the week if I can help it. I do get pedicures on occasion, but it’s mainly to fight off an ingrown toenail. I get my eyebrows waxed and hair highlighted, but only when it’s convenient for me. Doesn’t really matter to me what my roots look like. I don’t know what the “Joneses” are up to because I quit trying to keep up with them a long time ago. I’ve never seen True Blood. Or Sons of Anarchy. I stopped watching Gray’s Anatomy shortly before George died. I tried watching Parenthood one time, but they yelled. A lot. I don’t know whose song is in the top 40 countdown anymore. I don’t even know if they still have a “Top 40 Countdown” anymore. I could probably tell you too much about the Disney channel, but only because it’s all my kids watch and I’ve learned by osmosis. I don’t know of any Hollywood scandals right now or if Paris Hilton is still “hott”.  

Too many times I have heard, “You are out of touch with reality.” And given the world’s view, I guess I am.

But I can tell you the startling statistics of abandoned children. I think about them every day. I can tell you that the majority of the people on this planet live on less that $1 per day (say that in your best Sally Struthers for full effect). I can quote my favorite Bible verses as they should apply to any given situation. I can tell you where we send our money and here’s a hint, it’s not to the Joneses. I can sing songs of comfort, encouragement, and Veggie Tales. I would rather be in my kitchen with my family than a shopping mall with strangers. God is good. My children are joyous. MP and I are content. And in love.

That is my reality. And I love it.

Best. Friends. Ever. (But I'm missing Jamie O and Angel D!!)

And yes this is a really old picture. I was pregnant with Swaid.