An App for Everything….

This morning I found out that something must have happened to my hair dryer over night and it no longer worked. A bit distressing in the morning and you can be sure that I set out this evening to replace it. As I was considering my options, I was surprised to see that one of the hair dryers has an App at the app store. I began to wonder what that App might do? And then I chuckled as I set that box down, I do not need an App for my hair dryer.

I remember when I was doing adoption training to families and we would discuss how much stimulation there is for a child in the cereal aisle. The images they recognize from TV, the colors, pictures and prizes that lure them to this cereal box and that cereal box. And when a child thinks they pick the one they want, they see another one and the difficulty of choosing starts all over again. For children who grow up shopping those aisles, they learn to process the stimulation, but for an orphan from another country, the experience of the cereal aisle can be physically painful.

And now children and adults alike are navigating the App Store on their productivity tools (Smart Phones, Ipads, computers). 500,000 apps to choose from. Honestly, how can a choice truly be made?

Within 500,000 apps there are apps that list 7800 Beer Brands, 170,000 Recipes, 18,000 jokes, 50,000 baby names, 9,999 ring tones….

I think you get my point. Has this also gone to far? Do we really need so many options?

I recently was told to shop at Aldi’s because the best thing about it is they keep it simple. I read this on their home page: At ALDI, our philosophy is also the foundation for our less-is-more approach to grocery retailing.

I wonder where all the choices we face ever day, from cereal to apps (and many other spaces of our day-to-day life) create more confusion than freedom…..

I will be considering this in my life and commit again to simplifying where ever I can! And tonight that was by drawing the line on not buying a hair dryer that has an App…..

Choose well and live freely!

 

 

Childhood memories….

I wonder if you have a favorite picture from childhood?

I never really paid much attention to that, but over the last few years, find myself much more admiring of my early pictures.

I find it very intriguing that I struck the same poses in pictures taken when I was six months old as I did in my senior pictures.

I am not a big believer of the whole child within movement, but I am finding it more fun and freeing to be curious about the child I was. I am curious about my strengths, struggles, joys, spontaneity and my reservations. I am having fun remembering more about what made me laugh, what made me cry, what made me giddy, what made me shy….I am having fun remembering how my brothers would cover themselves with a big brown blanket and be a double horse for my sister and I. I remember the fancy formal dinner in the middle of the week when we learned my Mom was pregnant with my younger sister. I remember singing hymns at night with Arlene (extra loud when we knew our parents had company) and I think we fell asleep every night with a no more talking contest. (no wonder we are competitive!)

Last night I posted a few pics on Facebook. My five-year old picture and a picture from last week happened to stack on top of each other. I found it so amusing to see how my hair seemed to lay very similar and my eye’s squint in the very same fashion. I have a bigger nose and some orthodontic work has aided in my bite, but so fun to see that many of my traits today were evident way back then (37 years ago)

I wonder if you have taken time lately to pull out a few of your childhood pictures….

What do you notice….

What do you remember…

What makes you curious….

Take some time and marvel that although the years change many things, there are somethings about us that are unchangeable!