February 2007
Monthly Archive
a friend of mine posted this picture of an assignment on mapping abstract concepts.
i’m pleased to see the non-verbal, passive-aggressive mean behaviours listed as well. sometimes i wonder if i’m (with gottman, of course) the only one who notices that as unkind.
i feel that i’ve been seeing a lot of this sort of thing lately from a number of people. and the excuse is always something about not wanting conflict. dude! it creates more!
still overwhelmed with the work and the packing and the moving. i promise to write more that’s not just, ‘hey i found this!’ next week after the parents leave and i have some much anticipated down time.
my friends are having babies! w00t! w00t!
welcome small. you’re going to have great fun!
normally i don’t get fries with lunch. they’re not good for you, and they get cold so fast.
but the special today came with garlic fries. i have to admit i forsook my yummy looking vegi patty for the garlic fries. had to eat them while they were warm! and with ranch dressing….
oh, excuse me. ahem.
so, i couldn’t even bring myself to eat the ‘burger’ cause the fries were SO good. all i wanted was another fry. and another. and then when they were gone i still only wanted fries.
now i realize i’m still *really* hungry, cause fries alone don’t make for much of a filling lunch. but, the ‘burger’ is cold and gross. i guess it’s a soda and a bag of chips and some free mini candies to tide me over between now and shabbat dinner.
i hope we have garlic fries for shabbat!
packing is the worst part of any move for me. i love love love to move, i hate packing with a deep and abiding passion. generally, when going on vacation, i pack the morning of.
now that i’ve got the condo secured i feel like i have time to do thing and see people for the first time in a year! but, i still have to pack. but there are oscar parties and knitting circles and shabbat dinners and … and boxes to pack.
and the horoscope on my My Yahoo! page this morning says:
Daily extended (by Astrology.com)
Beware of the magnetic pull of your social circle. You have to keep your priorities straight, and (unfortunately) painting the town will have to wait until your work is finished! Don’t procrastinate. If you’ve got something boring or unpleasant to do, do it as soon as you can — the faster you finish, the sooner you’ll be able to relax and have fun (without any ‘procrastinator guilt’ hanging over your head).
yeah. i know. pack first, socialize later.
i’m the owner, it’s officially official. i’m off to get the keys soon.
i’ll leave work in less than an hour, but won’t get the keys till 2hrs and 15 min from now…. ish.
i have a new blog, too, about the condo so i don’t bore the begeezis out of y’all. (how is that properly spelled?)
http://sparkle-jls.blogspot.com/
hamster_grrl met a boy a few months back. he seems pretty keen on her but she’s not that interested due to age, primarily, and distance.
still, he’s persistent. and for anyone who’s unclear about the proper way to call someone up and make a date please read how this kid asked hamster_grrl. this is really the way it’s done, folks. he’s clear about what he wants, and he’s asking her for a specific time commitment. he’s still not right for her, but… well, you’ll see. he’s got the right approach.
the other day at brunch we were talking about the possibility of having my head shaved (or, really, of doing it myself). i thought it might look nice but be really cold, horrible to grow out, and certainly not help with trying to be a softer more feminine sparkle.
and now i have another reason to keep my long locks.
britney doesn’t carry it as well as natalie did, somehow. maybe it’s the public head shaving.
- waking up with a purring cat next to me
- warm slippers
- haircut/cleanup/colour
- champagne!
- new skirts from clothing swap
- sammich - yum!
- no bruise on my forehead
- golden year of the fire pig
- potluck
- sticky food and fluffy food
- sunny days
- dog! another dog! another dog! a dog the colour of caramel!
- ride home in the cold last night
- little tiny red (and black) licorice pigs
- funny space noises on phone call
i’m ‘in talks’ with my women’s circle about returning. the question, for me, is what is women’s circle about? i think i expected something different from what i found, and it was my fault for not asking to begin with.
but for all the feeling out of place and unwelcome from the group, i do feel genuinely liked and appreciated by the individuals. how does that work? i’m as baffled as anyone.
i signed up for a daily tarot email to give me something besides work to think about first thing in the morning. today’s brings a little reminder to carry with me through these negotiations. (really, i only asked one question: what’s the circle’s purpose to you?)
The Ace of Chalices card suggests that my power today lies in capturing the essence. My emotions are valid. I am beautiful and I deserve to pursue, share, and express unconditional love, pleasure, and happiness. I bring new love into the world. I am empowered by love and my gift is beauty in truth.
if i’m ultimately welcome back to the circle or if i’m not welcome, either way, i should remember the above is true.
my friend cheryl the rabbi is starting to get into blogging. she’s got a theme and an address and ideas, but she’s not really sure how to put them all together; she’s only ever stuck her pinkie toe in this pond.
today she found this really neat link.
it’s valentine’s day. which means it’s v-day.
i know we all want to think about lovey doevy things or how much we hate to be told to buy gifts for people we love on a specific day instead of when WE want to. (notice how the ones who complain about that loudest are the ones who don’t do little things and buy little gifts ever?)
but, when you have a moment, or even if you don’t, check out this list of facts about violence against women. we have so far to go until it stops.
i’m committed, are you?
i finally signed up for a blogher account. i’d been meaning to do it since i heard about the first conference in ‘05, but i have been lazy.
maybe i haven’t really felt like a ‘woman’ until just this moment. it could be the house buying, it could be the skirt wearing i’m imposing on myself (so i don’t feel like such a fool for only wearing half my wardrobe), it could be the growing interest in ‘women’s issues’ and feminism.
whatever the reason, i felt ready when i read this post by sj at i, asshole. it finally pushed me over the edge. go, read, vote, get ass photos.
i’ll really miss the sound of rain in this apartment. it’s loud and sounds like real rain. it makes it feel cozy to be inside. i even thought about moving my bed to the sun porch last winter, but that room is impossible to heat and it leaks a bit.
last weekend ’say anything’ was on tv. this weekend ‘cocoon’ is on.
what’s the connection? do you know?
it’s just a vagina, people. we’re women. some of you are women. are you THAT afraid of your own bodies?
come on, please! are you actually hoping your niece doesn’t ever figure out that she has a vagina? is calling it a hooha going to reduce her inclination toward risky sexual behaviour? doubtful.
thanks to boing boing for ever pointing out the ridiculous.
let’s stop hedging around the subject and realize that women’s bodies shouldn’t invoke fear. how hard could that really be?
v-day is next wednesday; let’s be a little more aware, eh?
really. let’s just make an attempt at being rational.
please.
pretty please with sugar on top?
the writers of veronica mars apparently can’t tell the difference between an abortion and birth control. plan b is emergency contraception that works the same way as your birth control pills. it DOES NOT WORK if you are already pregnant.
PLAN B DOES NOT CAUSE ABORTIONS.
come on, people.
i’m sitting in the local donut store, working, while i wait for it to be time for my dr. appointment. i can’t tell you how many times i’ve been in here, but normally i walk in get my donuts and leave. if i stay for any length of time it’s because i’m with someone and we only pay attention to each other.
today, though, i’m having flashbacks to my first legal, paying job. starting with the girl in front of me who asked several questions concerning the donut holes and then asked if they didn’t have any plain glazed (which were displayed right *next* to the donut holes she’d been pointing at). getting her order of four donut holes was nearly agonizing for the person behind the counter.
i’ve always wondered what makes ordering a dozen donuts so hard. “i think i’ll have a ummmm… no, i’ll have a… no, no, i think i’ll have two of those instead…” and so on.
but, at least *we* didn’t have a drive through! thank goodness!
i’m still feeling hesitantly happy about the new condo. i should close on the 21st if all goes well, but i’m feeling a little unbelieving yet.
i figured i’d get grounded by reading some blogs and getting a dose of real life from my friends. and that’s just what i got.
i almost ruined my laptop’s mouse touchpad by crying into it as i read about jenni_froderik’s grandfather’s death. and i countered that with belated tears over dooce’s labour with leta.
ok, dooce isn’t really a friend since i’ve never exchanged email, or talked on the phone, or even seen her… but y’all blog readers understand.
jenni i haven’t seen in years, but i did go to university with her.
but i invite them both to come visit my new condo next month — if you want a break from real life.
LIBRA (Sept. 23 - Oct. 23)
i’m feeling loads better lately about the types of stress i’ve had in my life. i’ve set some boundaries with a number of people, and it’s really working out well. it’s true that two of those who experienced my boundaries aren’t interested in continuing a re-negotiated relationship, but really that was the point of the boundary setting: i wasn’t interested in continuing as things were.
most people were maybe a little surprised or frustrated but adjusted without much more than a blink and sigh.
one person in particular, however, took the opportunity to step up and change our relationship for the better. i’m so happy and proud of that choice.
it’s been fun for me, and possibly for some of those watching, and it’s been a challenge. i used to be mean a lot. some people have seen this and nod their heads, some people say, ‘you? mean? never?’, and some people believe that anytime i’m not ’supporting’ someone that i’m being mean. some people see my setting boundaries as mean and that’s frustrating and uncomfortable for me, but upon reflection i know it isn’t true (see: used to be…)
well, for all y’all that think saying no is mean: get ready to think your worst! i’m taking off the kid gloves; it’s in the stars.
it’s my time to be compassionate to me.
my sf realtor can call me bitchy for expecting some guise of honesty in my business dealings. so and so can call me mean for pointing out the imbalance in our relationship, or silly for leaving when it doesn’t change. but when i come out the other side, i’ll have a place to live that i love and tight friendships with people who are willing to have hard conversations.
and what exactly sucks about that?
Crazy Aunt Purl
Libras are some of the least confrontational folks on the entire planet. Even the few Libras who will engage in an altercation from time to time are nothing compared to a deceptively nice Cancer who has finally had ENOUGH or a raging Scorpio on like, any given Monday. Ya’ll just don’t let emotions build and build inside you, you’re far too cerebral for that nonsense. But February has all sorts of craziness attached to it, there’s stuff retrograding and there’s other stuff eclipsing within mere weeks and full moons, and good grief. By mid-month you may just want to haul off and hurl at someone. I don’t usually advise anyone to say what’s on their mind in the heat of anger, since I am Southern and we are all about repressing our feelings. However, this month would be a really good time to try expressing your emotions … start by just writing it down, and then feel all proud of yourself for having the self-control to get over it. Because you will, of course. You’re a Libra!
Freewill Astrology
“The disease of niceness cripples more lives than alcoholism,” said writer Raymond Chandler. That’s an exaggeration, in my opinion, but I think his point is important–especially for you Libras right now. As much as I love your ability to cultivate harmony, seek out beauty, and find the common ground between people, I encourage you to let the sweet and polite sides of your nature recede into the background for a while. Emphasize feistiness and grit. Tap into the fiery, primal aspect of your nature that drove you out of your mother’s womb and into this world in the hour when you were born. Be inspired by the creator gods and goddesses of ancient myth, who playfully forged millions of beautiful things using wind, mud, tears, and lightning.
