Category: general

26
Oct
2009

VICIOUS CYCLE

I can’t seem to stop eating. I don’t know if it’s for comfort or just a general bear-like impulse to bulk up the winter stores before hibernation, thanks to the descending darkness and general gloom of the season. It’s hard to get out of bed in the mornings. It’s hard not to go back to it when the sun never shows it’s face and it rains for 3 days straight. It’s relatively warm or all this rain would be snow. Anyway, I can’t seem to stop. I hate when I get like this; it feels like it takes a gargantuan...

25
Oct
2009

CHOPPING SCOOPING CARVING LIGHTING

It’s been a cold, grey, rainy weekend, with not a lot of plans and a lot of dozing, reading, desultory house-cleaning and laundry. Yesterday we decorated the foyer with cobwebs and spiders, glow-in-the-dark ghosties and disembodied hands. We brought in the waiting pumpkins and chopped holes in their heads, scooped out their insides and carved up their faces. They don’t look too sad about it, though, do they?

22
Oct
2009

I SHOULDN’T HAVE TO TELL YOU

Why, when we want something to change in the way someone else behaves, are we often too cautious or afraid of hurting their feelings, that we never actually do anything about it, when doing so would give us such relief and so often make things better? I often think that people should be able to READ MY MIND because I am thinking so fiercely at them. It happens a lot when I get a massage. You can practically see the steam rising off my head, I am thinking so hard and so concentrated: NO! NOT THERE, OVER THERE! NO! THERE!!...

20
Oct
2009

STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS: CLUBS & FORTS & RECEPTACLES

I have work to do and yet I am not doing it. Not yet. Soon. I thought I needed to write something here instead. Something not very profound, something just tossed out there to the wind and the weather and the mental receptacles of anyone who might be reading. It’s not work for work, though; club stuff. Club stuff. It feels corny to say I belong to a club. A women’s club. Even though it’s not all women anymore. And even though I never go to lunches (anymore) or teas or knitting circles or whatever. Still. I wish we had...

16
Oct
2009

I DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M GOING BUT I’M ON MY WAY*

It’s Friday night. It’s 10 p.m. I have nothing in particular to say, but I’m sure if I just keep typing long enough I will find at the end that enough words have unreeled from my brain to my fingers to warrant the title of post. I keep thinking about that Lizardek’s Worldview-forming Booklist that I mentioned offhand a few posts back and which a few people then said they would like to see. But not yet enough to put it together. I think I need to do some more digging in my book-memory to be able to come up...

14
Oct
2009

IN ME, AN INVINCIBLE SUMMER*

Mia gave me a good dose of motivation the other day. She is trying to list three delights every day. This reminds me of the reason why the blog One Good Thing was baptized thusly. Even in the worst day, there is always at least one good thing. Most days, there are many. And too many days, we ignore them. Maybe we notice them, but we let the bad things take precedence. We push aside the things that matter for the things that also matter, and that often take priority. No matter what there will alway be both, so maybe...

10
Oct
2009

MIND GAMES

Martin and I were leaving the house to go for a walk this afternoon, after I got home early from work. We stepped outside the door, and as I was locking it, with my back to the backyard, I said to him, “Martin, go close the playhouse door.” His eyes got all huge and he said, “How did you know the playhouse door was open?? You’re not even looking at it!!” as he started running away behind me, toward the playhouse (aaah, the never-ending pleasure of instant obedience). “I’m a mom! I have eyes in the back of my head!”...

08
Oct
2009

HONESTLY!

What a busy week! It seems only yesterday that I posted but it was Sunday! And now it’s Thursday! Zooooooom. Not over yet, either. It’s been all AWC, all the time. I’m officially no longer the Editor, which is a weird feeling. I went through this several yeas ago, when I gave up the Editor position for a year and took a break from the board work, though I helped out a bit with the web work that time. This time, I’ve just moved positions on the board, and am still 1/2 of the webteam, which probably means nearly as...

04
Oct
2009

AT THE END OF THE DAY

Read a great book: People of the Book by Geraldine Brooks Watched a great movie: The Fall by Tarsem Singh Looked at a beautiful thing: Amazing paper craft castle Laughed really hard: Regretsy (warning, some NSFW) Friday night was the 25-year anniversary party for my company. The theme was The 80s and for weeks people have been talking about what they were going to wear, going shopping at second-hand stores and debating what does and doesn’t define 80s style. You have no idea how old it made me feel. Probably like my parents did when we had 50s or 60s...

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