YouTube is a dangerous thing, I am beginning to think. If I am not careful, I will spend way too much time on there putting things like "funny talking dogs" in the search box.
YouTube can be quite useful, though. I have tried to train myself not to freak out when I need to explain something to Michael and I am clueless..
Like last night, we were working on Biology. The endocrine system. We watched this entire video:
Michael paid attention. He didn't fiddle with his iPod. He didn't doodle. He didn't give me the heavy sigh and rearrange himself in the chair so as to appear boneless. [If you've been around teenagers lately, you know this move. It's like all their bones turn to jello, and your teen sort of melds into the furniture in an almost scary Matrix-like way.]
Then there's stuff that's more fun.
I am not a good dancer. I can't show anyone how to dance and be serious. When I was trying to talk Michael into attending the Homecoming Dance last fall I wish I could've showed him this video, which was one of the most popular on YouTube a few years ago:
Any time Michael is in a foul mood I can jolly him out of it by just jumping to me feet and "dancing." I usually mix up a hideous concoction of Oompah Loompah, John Travolta, and "choking on a potato chip" type moves. I shake my groove thang. And he laughs.
I would do just about any silly thing to make him laugh.
YouTube is not perfect, though.
I do get tired of the ads.
Right now, I do NOT need to know how to improve my dog's bad breath. We buy Milk Bones. Her breath isn't that bad.
Those ads annoy the crap out of me.
Sometimes someone sends me a link to a video that makes me cry. I will watch those videos over and over. I am not embarrassed to admit that. Sometimes when I am just stressed out to the max I need to cry and I can't. Listening to Carrie and Vince sing "How Great Thou Art" accomplishes two things. It reminds me of my faith, and it makes me cry.
There is another video on YouTube that makes me cry. Sometimes when I want to remember the little guy who stole my heart years ago, I go back and watch this video. I cringe when I hear my own voice, but no matter. I have a record of Michael that's priceless to me: