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13
Jan
2006

OBITER DICTUMING WITH A VENGEANCE

Topics of Discussion Between Martin & I During Our Evening Walks Yesterday & Today: Greek, Indian and Norse Mythology, Whether Trickster Gods are Good or Bad, Why Some Kids Are Bullies, Which Book to Read Next After Oz3, Whether Watching Harry Potter Would Scare Him Now Since Narnia Didn’t. I’ve always loved Greek mythology. I took several courses in it, along with Art History, during college, and still have several reference books on my shelves. I think my love goes back to a particular book (although it could just be because of Wonder Woman on TV when I was an...

29
Dec
2005

SHE READS TOO MUCH AND IT HAS TURNED HER BRAIN

Sitting in a brightly lit café, facing the window, watching the snow fall. Above it whips furiously past the coronaed streetlamps, below it floats whisper-quiet, plumping the pillows already prepared by earlier snow. The snow is bright white and it gleams in places, where the crystals catch the light and throw it back. Occasionally one of the flakes comes to rest just so; the light catches and reflects against a tiny crystal star. Often, I feel about snow the same way I feel about traveling to the Antarctic. I’m fascinated by it, and could look at it endlessly (or read...

21
Dec
2005

FOR ALL THAT YOU ARE

I don’t know everyone who is reading this journal. In fact, I don’t know the majority of you. I’ve met a few people “in real life” and I know that my family and some of the people I know, people I’m close to, people I’m friends with, read it…maybe not on a daily basis, but once in awhile I get a comment or an email to let me know someone stopped by. The community that this technology has opened up never ceases to amaze me. I am blessed by it every day. I wrote once, quite awhile ago, and can’t...

03
Dec
2005

NO PREACHING, JUST PRACTICING

A lot of what’s been on my mind lately has been work-related and not in a good way, and since I won’t talk about work here, I feel like my not being able to talk about work here has been sort of blocking my being able to talk about ANYTHING here. I could lock up the post, I suppose, and get it out, but to be honest, I’m still chewing several things over in my head, and I don’t really want or need advice, because it’s not that kind of thing, it’s more general observations and a bit of discomfort...

20
Oct
2005

ONE DAY YOU MAY LOOK BACK AND REALIZE THEY WERE THE BIG THINGS

There are so many things I don’t write about. Sometimes it makes me wonder who I’m kidding with this journal. I don’t write about work, really. I don’t write much about my husband and how we interact, at least not any intimate details. I try not to write things that would hurt someone if they read them. I never write about television or the shows I watch…mostly because I don’t. Watch, that is. It’s rare that I talk in detail about a bad day or what caused it, especially if there are other people involved. I don’t write about my...

29
Sep
2005

COMPLEMENTARY COLORING

It would probably help in getting comments if I didn’t accidentally set my posts to private, eller hur? *slaps forehead* *** I am such a wimp when it comes to spicy foods. A little wasabi is about all I can manage and most everything else hot just sears the lining off my lips, tongue, mouth and throat, while making other hardier souls laugh their heads off and point fingers at me, while chanting “wimp!” So, I tend not to eat curries or spicy Spanish and Mexican dishes or things with turbo-red killer chilis in them, and most salsa ain’t happening...

15
Sep
2005

THE ONLY WAY TO HAVE A FRIEND IS TO BE ONE*

Half an hour south from us, the leaves on the chestnut trees are singed with brown around the edges; autumn in the hems. The lights are on in the sugar beet factory although the chimneys are not yet pouring sugar-smoke into the darkening evenings. It’s dark when I arrive for choir practice, or nearly, and the lights in the fountains of Pildammsparken glow unearthly across the water. It’s dark when I drive home, the choral-aid CD for the concert plunking out an alto harmony in monochromatic style. It’s dark when I drag my reluctant self out of bed in the...

02
Sep
2005

THE WORST OF TIMES

Why steal TVs when there is no power? Why shoot at policemen and rescue helicopters and neighbors who planned ahead and prepared for worst-case? Why add to the hurt and the pain? Is the veneer of civilization really so thin? It’s easy to sit here, so far away, in the warmth and cozy darkness of my home, with running water and lights shining in the windows and shake my head in wonder and despair. If it was my children starving and my house in a soggy pile around me, what would I do? I wouldn’t be shooting people for their...

13
Aug
2005

MIND GAMES

I must admit that, while the jury’s still out (obviously), there is something very appealing about the idea of reincarnation. The idea that we return after death for a new chance to learn lessons or right wrongs, or just to live again, is a hard one to deny ourselves. Especially if you are not convinced of the idea of heaven either, at least in its most popular conception of a place where only good Christians get to go. Reincarnation, quite literally, means rebirth, and it’s assumed that the life lived before was in the linear past. But if it’s possible...

11
Aug
2005

GO LONG

A fall full of things to look forward to: The AWC season starting up Choir starting up A trip to Oslo! The last time I was there bell-bottoms were in style…for the first time. Pumpkins! It’s nearly time to pick pumpkins! Singing in a televised 3000-member choir concert at Globen in Stockholm A visit from my mom and my cool Aunt Judy My first-year anniversary at my job 🙂 A visit from Kathey & Russell! A possible trip home to the States for Thanksgiving! And I’m looking forward to the annual ski-trip week in January that my family takes without...

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