The rain storm is coming ….
Wish I was home already … under the bed covers … Listening to the rain fall …
Ha! I’m early this time for the challenge … and I actually have a photo I can use, instead of looking around to see what picture I can take for the challenge (which I forget to do!)
Taken from the 37th floor, looking out and down from the window.
Yes, I made sure to have the camera strap around my neck … and not lean out too far.
If you have children, or grandchildren, you must have come across Spongebob at some time in your life. Maybe even when they’re past toddler age or Y-7. I don’t pay attention to the show much, but my boys like it.
When Justin was eight or nine years old, he drew this image of Spongebob – from memory. That’s how much he’s watched that show that he knows exactly what Spongebob looks like, down to the freckles. I didn’t even know Spongebob had freckles. I thought it was pretty amazing that he drew so well from memory, and so I kept it (of course).
In random talk one evening, Spongebob came up in the conversation. And Justin announced that each of the characters in Spongebob represents the seven deadly sins. Huh?? He then proceeded to name the sins and the characters that they correspond to.
I went searching on the internet, of course. Sure enough, there’s several articles out there on this connection. Not sure if it was originated by somebody who had this theory, or if it was that one of the show’s creators mentioned it in an interview, and so made the internet rounds. This is the most common explanation (taken from this website):
1. Sloth – Patrick : Obviously Patrick exhibits this sin. He sleeps under a rock all day, has no job and in one episode gets awarded for how lazy he is.
2. Wrath – Squidward : Squidward is angry 90% of the time. He hates his life, hates Spongebob and anything dealing with anyone except him.
3. Greed – Mr. Krabs : Mr. Krabs is all about money, money money. Nothing else.
4. Envy – Plankton : Plankton is always so envious of Mr. Krabs and the infamous secret ingredient in the Krabby Patty. It’s what runs his life.
5. Gluttony – Gary : In most episodes when Gary is involved it usually has something to do with feeding him/making sure he’s fed. There’s even an episode where he runs away because Spongebob forgets to feed him one day.
6. Pride – Sandy : Sandy is SO PROUD shes from Texas and she’s a Mammal. There’s even an episode where she tries to prove that land mammals are better than sea creatures.
7. Lust – Spongebob : Spongebob LOVES everyone. He loves everyone with a great passion that it makes up his whole persona. Lust in one definition can be identified as ‘Excessive love of others.’
And suddenly, I see Spongebob in a new light … I wonder if the younger ones can tell what the characters represent? I know that in their own way, young children nowadays understand a lot more than we think.
Hmmm … Next time I see a young child with a Spongebob-related product, I’m going to ask them about Spongebob and the characters …
I went to take pictures of the magnolia blossoms, and saw movement from the corner of my eyes. A squirrel … For a moment, we both stood where we were, and stared at each other. Thoughts of flying squirrels and rabid bites went through my mind, I don’t know why.
I raised the camera and snapped several shots, but didn’t move forward, waiting to see what he would do. He was probably waiting to see what I would do as well. And so we stood for several seconds, staring at each other.
Seeing me raise the camera again, he scampered up the branch, jumped to the ground and off to the backyard. Looking at the photo now, I just realized that he had a nut in his mouth. I didn’t see that at the time. He probably thought I wanted his hoard.
I should have probably told him he didn’t need to fear me. But he better stay away from our gutters and not go up into our roof, under the eaves. Hubby Charles is already planning on how to keep them away … like traps …
Spring-cleaning at the office, I came upon this. Art work of my son, Christopher, while he was waiting for me in the office one day.
It’s dated 25 June 1993, which would make him about two and a half years old then.
How time flies … a bit cliche, but it is true, when you see things like this. I remember that day, when I settled him down with highlighters and scraps of paper to keep him occupied.
I don’t remember giving him the ink pad, though. He must have found it in one of the desk drawers. I didn’t mind him getting his hands dirty … he made the best memories from that day.
I remember him empyting out a box of rubber bands into the drawer, and picking up a ruler, proceeded to swish the rubber bands around in the drawer.
“Cooking noodles”, he looked up at me, matter of factly. I left him to finish his cooking.
He’s now 22 years old. It’s a man’s hand now that you’ll see. Still the same shape, the same structure of the fingers, just bigger.
But I’ll always see the little boy in him.