My husband interacts with other adults on a regular basis. This simple fact alone defines very different cognitive lives for us. After an exhaustingly long day, one night last week we just crashed on the couch after putting the kids to bed. Something popped into my head that would be great for a blog post, but I was way too lazy at that point to get up and write it down. I made the offhand comment that this has been happening a lot, especially since my obsession with my reading and blogging hobbies has become extreme. My husband nodded and said, “That’s the way creativity works.” With a quick shake of my head to help focus, “Whaa??” He explains, “Creativity breeds creativity. As in, if you want to write music, listen to it. Nothing is new in this world–we’re all just pulling together stuff that already is in our own way.”
Okay…the thing is, he’s right, of course. And it’s an interesting thought. The other thing is, he’s just so much smarter and more “cognitively on” than I am right now. My daily conversations with my toddler, baby and chocolate lab are more of the “I need juice! Feed me!” variety. My head spun just trying to think of an appropriate title for a post of his philosophy–“All Things Old Are New Again: The Genesis of Creativity” is the best I could do, but somehow it just didn’t seem to fit in the mom-humor blog category? So rather than blogging about my husband’s ideology itself, I am just going to post on my awe of someone who actually interacts with other adults and has capactity for advanced thoughts. Perhaps his wisdom will rub off on me? In the meantime, pass me the US Weekly magazine and let me scan happily away for blog fodder and please expect only continued low-brow posts forthcoming.