That’s No Moon – Change the Scale and Change Your Perspective

If I had a dollar for each time someone said “Wow Jo! You are so cool!” to me, I would have a dollar. (Thanks for the $1 Mom!) Alas, I am the reigning queen of the local nerd herd.

Being fully committed to the #nerd4lyf way of living, I was embarrassingly jazzed to discover a set of Death Star ice cube molds for sale. (That’s a “Star Wars” thing for all of you cool people.) In my mind, they were going to be a fun little extra Christmas present for my husband (who also happens to be a serious geek). In reality, I was so excited when they arrived that I – errr I mean we opened the box up right then and there. We have had baseball-sized Death Stars floating around in our Yetis since that day.

One of my greatest joys is annoying my husband whenever possible by asking him questions that I genuinely want to know the answer to but also fully recognize that neither of us is qualified to answer. I can tell that he loves this habit of mine by the way he cups his hands together and stares intensely at them (he used to add the words “let me look into my crystal ball” whenever he did this, but he’s said that so often in response to my innumerable unanswerable inquiries over the years that it is now implied in the gesture).

So in true Joanna fashion, I started formulating an experiment in my head this weekend and felt the need to ask him what he thought would happen if we froze the molds in different freezers. He responded immediately with crystal ball hands / annoying gaze. Not to be defeated by his sarcastic and scientifically unsupportive paws, I cleverly retorted with an eye roll and nabbed his early Christmas presents so I could refill them once more. Experiment underway!

A few days later, I remembered my – ahem – his new ice molds in the freezers. I popped one of the frozen globes out of the mold and into my glass. Immediately I found myself in awe of the spherical wonder bobbing around my glass.

It was spectacular. Naturally I felt the need to ask my husband why it looked that way. He took Crystalline Ice Formations 101 in grad school in between his accounting and finance classes, so naturally it made sense to ask him this. He must have been somewhat impressed as well because he never busted out the crystal ball mits, but less surprisingly, he didn’t have a solid answer either. I took close up pictures and asked my kids to guess what they thought that it was. I have since asked the same of my friends on Facebook. Only one person has nailed the answer on the first try. The pictures I have shared have been close-ups, so it’s not obvious at a glance.

An ice cube. So ordinary and simple from a distance. But when you get closer, you can see that it is actually extremely intricate and beautiful.

These small frozen spheres are beautiful reflections of the intricacy of those around you. When you first see them, you may be amused. You may be bored. You may not give them any thought at all. They are just there. Ultimately they seem rather inconsequential in the mass scale of all things.

However when you look closer, you get a fantastically different perspective. You find something stunning and incredible. Something unexpectedly beautiful. Look deeper at those around you. Search for the spectacular parts that may not be evident at first glance.

Despite the surface that we see, these incredible intricacies can be found within each of us. Search for the cool within the nerdy, the uncommon in the common, and the beauty within the plain. Find the magic in the mundane. We often miss the details, and we fail to see the incredible art of the design until we look closer. Take a moment and gain a different perspective. You may find wonder in the most unexpected of places.

Love and light always – Joanna

Scale

Day 2 – Technology Challenge – Low Tech and High Insanity

a puzzle 1

All it took was one teeny puzzle to shred my last atom of sanity.  You won’t believe this story, but I have the photos.

It looks like a run of the mill puzzle.  However the activity I selected to fill yesterday’s tech break was so insane that you would not believe it if I didn’t have photos.  Had Willy Wonka strolled by and seen what I was doing, he would have raised a serious eyebrow and then steered all of the lucky golden ticket winners to a different part of the factory.  The build up and ultimate culmination in yesterday’s insanity explosion proceeded as follows:

Last week, I wanted the kids to put down the phones so I pulled out some unopened jigsaw puzzles.  My son picked this innocuous looking Star Wars puzzle.  He is smart as a whip, but for some weird reason, he absolutely stinks at these and always manages to stick pieces where they don’t belong.

puzzle 2a

Finished!  Or so I thought.

So as expected, I eventually had to get involved.  It took me a while to undo his incorrect pieces and then tackle the leftovers.  At last we finished the puzzle – yay!  But then – no yay.  Big big no yay.  Because we were totally missing a piece.  One frickin piece.  Everyone converged to search for the missing piece to no avail (as my two-year old walked away suspiciously…she has still refused to confess to the crime).

puzzle 2b

Back at ya Boba.

 

 

 

We have never ended with incomplete puzzles despite the numerous jigsaws we have tackled together.  We even have a spot at the new house to hang them.  Not dorky at all, right?  It’s in a back hallway where cool people aren’t invited so zip it!

puzzle 4

So now we have 2 puzzles.

 

 

 

 

 

I tried to forget it but the stupid thing got under my skin every time I passed it.  It gnawed at my brain for days.  But then I remembered how the kids had griped about how we somehow ended up with two of these!  I could find the piece and be done with the madness!  I dug through the game cabinet and found the puzzle…the puzzle that was NOT THE SAME PUZZLE.

a puzzle 3

For anyone keeping score at home with limited counting skills, I am at 3 puzzles.

By this point my crazy behavior generator was really kicking into gear.  I was hell bent on tracking down that last piece.  “Hello Amazon!  Prime delivery you say?  Yes and thank you.”  Two days later, I received the other other puzzle….the other other puzzle that once again did not match the puzzle I had purchased as shown in the item description and seller photo but that did match the incorrect other puzzle I already had in my possession.  I had the wrong damn puzzle AGAIN.

a puzzle 4

Yes – the double pack requirement put me at 5 puzzles.  1 original, 1 matching from the double pack, and 3 unwanted alternates.

“Hello Amazon?  About that puzzle.  I am having an inexplicable nervous breakdown and therefore need the actual puzzle I ordered….  Uh huh…  I see…  So to make sure that I actually will get the one I want, I will need to order the double set?  So I’ll have a third unwanted puzzle plus a whole one and one missing a piece?  You’re effing kidding me, right?  Also I want a return label asap for the initial wrong puzzle hose job.  Yes yes of course via prime!”  Argh yet again!!!

I received the replacement puzzle(s), returned the incorrect listing offender, and rallied the kids into action.  Which one of us would be the THE ONE!?!?!?  Who would find that piece before the others and have all of the nerd glory???

***Spoiler alert – NO ONE AT ALL.***

a puzzle 5

It would take some portion of each of these five pieces to complete the one missing spot.

Yeah.  We tested all of the hundreds of extra puzzle pieces in the spot.  None fit.  The kids almost took up drinking right then and there.  I was so confused and started to look through them again as the kids realized that their lives were too precious to waste any further time on this shiznet.  I’m a slower learner it seems.  But I did learn one thing I had not known before The Puzzle Situation.

Puzzles with the same picture on them are not necessarily cut the same way.  ARE YOU FRICKIN KIDDING ME.

Obviously just chucking the old puzzle or being even more rational and not worrying about the last piece at all was out of the question.  I contemplated cutting the five relevant pieces and sticking them together to fill the gap.  That was laughable so I quickly dismissed that thought.

And then technology turn off time rolled around, and the only reasonable alternative came into play.  Rather than have one puzzle missing one piece, I would fix it by putting together an entire other puzzle and yet still maintain the original puzzle with a missing piece.

a puzzle 6

I’m at a loss for words here folks.  There is no appropriate caption for this madness.

It was like watching myself through a two-way mirror as the person on the crazy side did the second puzzle above.  I had to finish it.  Did it change the missing piece in the other puzzle?  Clearly no.  Did it give me the sense of completion I wanted so I would then be able to discard the original?  You must be kidding.  After all we have been through together, I am going to ask to be buried with the damn thing.

As an inconceivable bonus, I now find myself wrestling with the two blue jokers below.  I’m not kidding.  The stupid blue boxes sit there incomplete, and the longer they are there, the more they bug me.  I hear them calling for me to put them together…  Where is the therapist who should be making fat cash off my madness?  And is it tech turn off time yet?  I have a couple…err…tasks…I need to complete.

a puzzle 7

I want to believe that I won’t tackle the other two, but I will.  W.  T.  F?????

 

 

 

 

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