Too busy with my own life…

A little peek into my world: I get a majority of my daily news from 3 AM to about 5:30 AM. National news for an hour; local news for a little over an hour. Then I go to bed.

So sometimes I sit here, staring at a blank “Add New Post” page, grasping for a topic idea. Tonight was one of those nights. Seeping from my TV behind me into my conscious brain the words, “Casey Anthony trial” stood out. And I cringed.

I suppose this trial is the OJ Simpson trial of this decade. And just like I did with that trial, I’ve paid little attention. Why? Because I am just too busy with my own life. I haven’t the time nor interest in spending hours on end watching a trial or studying the various nuances of it.

Frankly, I feel for the jury. No matter how they come back from deliberations, people are going to be angry. And I don’t mean people within in the courtroom, I mean people in the general public. The ones who HAVE spent so many hours studying the case and who have drawn their conclusion. People are passionate about their opinions in this case. I just the other night overheard a heated argument between people about the trial!

A quick skim of news articles about the trial netted me one with the headline, “Casey Anthony Fans Send Money for Her to Spend in Jail.” Another, “No verdict, but locals starting to react” talking about law enforcement plans to try to keep the peace whenever the verdict is delivered. I, myself, know of people planning verdict parties for this case!

I am sure Twitter will light up as soon as the news comes out: guilty or not guilty. That’s probably how I’ll find out. I’ll be one of those who goes, “Huh.” and move on. Because as I said, I’m just too busy in my own life to follow it closely. I’m sure I’ll pay attention to my early morning news the next day to get an idea of what was decided by the jurors, mostly so I can speak at least a little intelligently about it to someone else who is passionate in their opinion.

So tell me… are you passionate about this trial? If so, I welcome your opinion on it! Or are you like me, and its barely a blip on your radar? Please tell me I’m not the only person not paying  much attention!

How I will celebrate Independence Day

I am apt to believe that it will be celebrated by succeeding generations as the great anniversary festival. It ought to be commemorated as the day of deliverance, by solemn acts of devotion to God Almighty. It ought to be solemnized with pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires, and illuminations, from one end of this continent to the other, from this time forward forever more. — John Adams

FireworksI’m spending July 4th alone. And that is a choice I’ve made. I’ve been invited by a big group of friends to a party with lots of food and a view of the downtown fireworks display… but after a lot of deep thinking, I’ve decided to just spend the day on my own.

Now, a day alone isn’t exactly “special” for me. I spend days alone a lot. (Hence that whole “musician’s widow” thing.) However… that’s just an example of my personal independence, and I guess you could say tomorrow is my chance to celebrate that for myself.

Oh I bought the fixin’s for chili cheese dogs yesterday. And I absolutely HAD to have a watermelon. Even though they were way over priced, in my opinion, I had to have it. They had me over a barrel. However, I plan to clean my house. Do laundry. COMPLETELY reclaim my office. (That’s the BIG goal right there!) Things that I somehow just can’t bring  myself to do any other day. This is what I want to do.

If my husband were home, we’d be out at the party with our friends. No doubt about it. We’d bring beer and a side dish or dessert. We’d pack up some tiki torches and lawn chairs. We’d be right in the thick of it. But, since my husband is working, I find myself wanting to instead just lay low. It’s not a dig against our friends, and I pray they don’t take it as such. I just… I just really want the day to do my own thing. Reflect on the day in my own way. It’s going to be my own personal “Independence Day.”