Becoming Strange

I think it is possible I am becoming strange. Maybe 18 years of homeschooling has finally loosened the last bolt holding the normal section in my brain in place. Maybe being a loner happy to have hours of time just to contemplate life has removed me too far from what humans do and think. I returned home from walking the dogs yesterday and we had a couple of visitors chatting with Arvo. The giant 6 foot tree and 4 foot banana that are part of our Destination Imagination Set were in the middle of our empty great room. I am pretty sure the last time those visitors were here, we had had furniture in the room.

When they left, I asked Asherel if they had inquired why our great room had no furniture, or why it had a giant banana in it? She told me they had not. That is when I realized that it is highly likely that I had passed so far over to the "not typical" side that it no longer could even be talked about openly. It is with some sadness that I realize this. But it probably is hard wired in me, this avoidance of the middle of the bell curve. I always seem to be hovering on the edges, a genetically unavoidable crack-pot.

I am certain there is a gene for weirdness. It was with astonishment that I read about the largest piece of preserved hair from one of our ancient ancestors. From that single batch of hair, scientists were able to decode the entire genome, including the color of his eyes. And this is the part that struck me forcefully- they were also able to determine that he had dry ear wax. This is not a joke. There is a gene for ear wax- and even more remarkably, whether it is wet or dry ear wax. Can you imagine being so caught up in the detail of your creation that as you are knitting away you plan for the consistency of ear wax?

Today is my mother's birthday. She is a gem, a sweet and gentle soul with a passionate love of beauty and nature. She instilled all the good qualities she could in me, and she is off the hook for my strangeness. That, like my ear wax, was designed before she laid eyes on me.

¹³ For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.

¹⁴ I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well. Psalm 139: 13-14

Honeybun is neck and tail for the lead with Parvo dog but someone is continuing to sabotage her rating which is only 3 stars. Sigh. I can't do much about that, but if you want to vote, I am most grateful!
http://www.petco.com/content/storiesListheartChampion.aspx?bvcategoryid=1-9
go to drop down menu, oldest dog first.
go to page 5, then click on page 6.
she is "Last Chance Dog" with photo of dog covered by blanket.
Click on far right (5th) gold award for highest 5 star rating.
You will then be directed to sign in , do so as "new customer" (and you can put any email there).
If you close your browser when done, you can do this as many times as you wish.
To view her rating you can go to "top rated stories" and she is usually just after Parvo dog. You are allowed to rate all the stories you want after you vote for her. I am pretty sure someone doesn't want her to win and is rating her 1 to lower her score. Oh well.