Monthly Archives: January 2011

Jan31

Hi, I’m a Dork

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Hi, I’m a Dork

Ever had one of those moments where you look at yourself in the mirror (or blog) and realize just how completely dorktastic you are?

My friend, and author, Beth Sorensen, sent me a link about the possibility of a novel being hidden in one’s blog. Perhaps I whine too much about my lack of, well, success as I try to write my way to sanity. But, I figure, in the past 2.5 years, I’m sure there have been several novels up in this joint. So, I spent about 10 minutes today going over my greatest blog hits… and then, I saw awesome posts roll by on Twitter by other (not a)mommy bloggers. So, now, I have no shame in admitting what a huge dork I really am. I’m not even cool enough to call myself the subversive cool chick who has a totally awesome journal full of insightful poetry and cool doodles.

No. I am… just a dork.

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Jan30

This is the Start of Something Good, Don’t you Agree?

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This is the Start of Something Good, Don’t you Agree?

I keep asking these questions here, to myself, to the Universe, waiting for an answer that just isn’t coming yet. I’m not a patient person when it comes down to it. I try to be patient, but I think I spend all of that on my kids, for the most part. The journey is important, and all that jazz, but wow, this is the longest journey evah.

E.V.A.H.

I’m not whining (much), just at the end of a months-long battle with my laptop. Yes, really, I’m blogging about my laptop. It was bound to happen, since it gets more attention from me than pretty much everything else in the house, kids included. It wasn’t always like this, but since I began working, I don’t have much of a choice but to be attached to this thing… a lot. But, its more than that, because good ol’ GAIA has been very slow, cranky, insolent and just a huge pain in my ass since about September, making it much harder to actually get things done so I can detach.

GAIA decided, over the last week, to “not respond” to just about everything I tried to do with her in order to, oh, work, relax, plan meals, search for coupons, pay bills… all of those things that I have to do on a daily basis. She, in fact, didn’t even give me the finger, just the cold shoulder of “not responding.” E.V.A.H. In terms of her timing, well, it was horrible. Lots of projects come due at the end of the month… and with a computer “not responding,” those projects take about 10 times longer to complete.

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Jan25

It Could Be Worse, Right?

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It Could Be Worse, Right?

First, I must tell everyone that I appreciate their kind words about my recent loss. It was oddly comforting to come back from that really weird trip and have so many virtual hugs. Thanks, y’all.

The trip was a success. 48 hours, half of it in a car with 4 kids and a baby and my insane sister and we all made it there, turbo-napped, funeraled, hung with my kinda-cousin, slept again and came home. The next day, I was a mess… from being tired, from the whole experience. I’ve been to a lot of funerals in my life and this was like the drive-thru-iest thing I’ve ever seen. She deserved better… I’ll just leave it at that, for now.

Since then, I’ve been catching up on all the work I missed, doing taxes and dreaming of houses in the woods, far off the beaten path where I can grow vegetables and my kids can roam freely. I’m just not cut out for Stepford. I need trees and water and dirt and neighbors who don’t have strangely-colored lights glowing from their windows at night, or the loud, smoking man who may or may not cause nightmares. I need a go-cart and big dogs (falling on my face!) and freedom.  Both kinds of freedom, yo.

Oh, and I need sex, but I’m pretty sure I can get that in Stepford.  Ahem.  I digress.

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Jan20

Where to Begin?

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Where to Begin?

After an interesting weekend with one of my dearest friends in the world (note to self: Pisces are your friends, and “The Rule” is still in place, even if singlesque) I began my Monday Morning organization of the week’s work, only to be met with the news that my favorite aunt had passed on Saturday… and that her memorial service was at 11am on Tuesday.

That was 24 hours to get to a service that was 10 hours away, by car, with no stopping.

I had every reason not to go. I had already told my aunt how much I loved her when I saw her the summer before last, and I was okay with not going. My sister needed to go, though, and, well, maybe a part of me needed to, also. Its such a blur.  Somehow, we got on the road around 7pm Monday night, with my 4 kids and her youngest (8 months) and drove through the night from Stepford to Michigan.

We ended up at a hotel at 6am and either I looked crazy/pathetic enough or they really were slow, but we each got to check into a room that morning and could stay the whole day and night without having to pay twice. Plus, we got an extra breakfast out of the deal. I cannot thank that place enough.

After an hour nap, we were off to the memorial service that started PROMPTLY at 11am (we had gotten there at 11, but it was graveside and snowy and with 5 kids, it took about 10 minutes to actually GET there). My sister and I were the only people from “our” side of the family there and we were really hurt that we were the last to know.

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Jan14

Feminist Icon?

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Feminist Icon?

“You don’t take human life like this…” she says, regarding her execution.

Not sure what the hell is going on with the YouTube Aileen Wuornos weirdness of the past month, but damn. The only people, IMO, who look to Ms. Wuornos as an icon are probably in need of a whole lot of therapy themselves.

Yes, she was abused, she was raped, she fell through the cracks and she was a murderer.  She is not a feminist icon. She is not an example of what feminism is, or what it breeds. She is not a woman that rational people look up to and she is not the poster child for devious feminists. Feminists don’t hate men (sorry, Rush), feminists don’t kill in the name of an “ism” that is about equality for everyone.

She is, however, an example of the effects of abuse, domestic violence, sexual assault and the sex industry need to be closely examined and policies changed.

Don’t believe the hype.