I find moments like that hilarious.
There is a hilarious moment when you are standing in the middle of a fast food restaurant, your eyes closed while you are mentally going through the Olympic lifting exercises that you just trained in. It is the moment for you realize that you are the weirdo standing in the middle of the restaurant muttering to themselves with their eyes closed, randomly twitching and frowning. It's also the moment for you wonder whether or not anyone else in the restaurant is about to call the cops on you.
I find moments like that hilarious.
…but refusing to back down when you are being treated like crap generally ensures that those missiles get aimed at a more passive target in the future.
More on the concept that accepting bad treatment without responce is BS here.
Fav quote, “I once spent an hour in religion class being told that the pain I felt when someone insulted me was actually my fault, because I chose to get angry and be hurt. That's when I figured out that if you write "TURN THE OTHER CHEEK" on a piece of magical Paper of Uncomfortable Truths and hold it in front of a mirror, it reads "BLAME THE VICTIM."”
Now, where do I get the goo-gone to unstick all these damn Nerf corners from the rough edges of the world?
Some thoughts it brought up:
"Until the invention of the spindle, for which the earliest current evidence is in the Neolithic (Barber 1994), the only way to create twisted fibre string was by rolling on a part of the body, normally the thigh, or twisting between the fingers. MacKenzie (1991) estimated that it took between 60-80 hours to roll enough string to manufacture one string bag, while looping the string to make the bag took another 100-160 hours. Sillitoe (1988) records the time invested by women in string-making as almost 50 per cent of their manufacturing time, while looping string took a further 35 per cent, making a total of around 85 per cent of women's manufacturing time devoted to string. In Papua New Guinea, string-making and looping were an intrinsic part of women's lives, 'no matter where a Telefolmin woman might be, whether sitting or walking, her hands are rarely idle, her fingers are perpetually working in the continuous tasks of spinning fibres and looping bilums' (MacKenzie 1991)."
In the various fiber classes I have taught over the years, I have always tried to emphasize just how much time spinning fiber took up in a common woman’s life. Even with the invention of the spindle, there was always more fiber to spin.* I have seen images of all social classes of women engaged in fiber manipulation, from spinning to fine embroidery. It was simply an expected part of every woman’s life.
These discussions always bring up all sorts of interesting discussions of 'women's work' and contributions to family; But I think that the point of the IMPORTANCE of this work is often missed due to modern viewpoints on anything referred to as ‘women’s labor’. This wasn’t just something that women did because they were forced to; they were better at it (see article for specifics, this isn't me bashing later period men who took up the Guild standards for this sort of work), their form of society was more apt to take up the task and it provided benefits the their entire culture (which would have suffered mightily without the contribution).
It is also interesting to think about the value given to fiber cloth based on the context of the time it takes to manufacture.
* Think of our modern ‘time saving’ devises and how much time is actually saved by using them.
I'm not a Christian, so trust me when I say I'm not selling any holy snake oil here. If I am anything, I am a follower of the 'sane' and the 'true' that sometimes gets told as a part of religious myths and legends. Laurel's stories are a new favorite of mine and recall many of the best lessons from all of the many great teachers out there (including Jesus, Buddah, Mohammad, Locke, Adams, Jefferson, Aristotle... and my mom who taught me how to share).
I hope you enjoy them too!
After some browsing of their other trip galleries (and another search for the following images conducted by landsknecht_po), the use of these little lad was discovered.
I have a couple of resources to explore here in town. But if you happen to spot these online - hook a sista up!
More images from racaire:
As a 1930s wife, I am
So, I am on the 'rough' side of average. I guess I should swear less, make breakfast with full make-up and high heels on (heh....that *could* be fun...) and be less chatty.
Well, I will consider the high heels in the kitchen - if that is the only thing I have to wear!
Or maybe a sex change?
As a 1930s husband, I am
Nah...hubby wouldn't like that at ALL! *chuckle*
edited to add link to court opinion
I have had a chance in the recent past to witness a number of people ‘in extremis’ emotionally: A co-worker who’s husband has terminal cancer and another who’s father is dieing, those who have lost loved ones, friends dealing with a hard break-ups, friends starting and re-starting their careers, folks who are asking difficult questions about ‘what they want to be in life’, etc.
I am often awed by the fact that so many of these people handle these rough patches with such extreme grace and courage.
It is inspiring and humbling.
My life is good, and I am greatful for those who share it with me.
*HUGS to my peeps!*
So, I am studying for my meeting with the CSU Fresno graduate coordinator for History, Dr. Maritere López, Ph.D. The link above seems to be her most recently published paper. Her specialty is Renaissance/Reformation Europe & Early Modern Women/Gender.
Ummm...this could go really well, or really poorly. *chuckle*
Since my last posting, my vet had a chance to speak with Candy Lewis of the
There isn’t much that can be done other than supplements, a course of steroids (to see if they have any effect – they generally don’t), exercise and good diet. We are covering all these bases and I have been looking into the various ‘elder dog’ items that I may need to pick up including this.
There has been no issue with incontinence and there may not be for some time, but I am actually a little amused at the ruffled panties I can get her in hot-rod flame prints when/if it becomes an issue.
The apparent ‘sudden onset’ of lameness and weakness that was going on at the end of last week is starting to clear a bit and I think I know what it was: Little girl was still trying to sprint into/out of the house for her back yard breaks and was fishtailing all over the linoleum floors in the kitchen and hallway. Now I walk her out, carry her down the steps and lift her back onto the porch to walk her back in. This seems to have given her legs a chance to recover from the damage that was done by her falling several times at the beginning of last week. She is still stiff and awkward but appears to be moving better than she was in the recent past.
All in all, I am hopeful and Pele is starting to adjust to her new parameters: The thing that was worrying me the most was that she was obviously worried about trusting her legs. Something I am sure is a spirit crusher in a dog that has run its whole life.
Dr. Brewer took some x-rays, did some mobility, function and nerve sensitivity tests and has settled on a diagnosis of degenerative myelopathy, sort of like MS for dogs. While this seems to be most common in German Shepherd's, it is also found in other breeds. I am in the process of doing some research on the disease (I am not 100% sure this is the cause and have a few blood test I want Dr. Brewer to run this next week including one on Pele's thyroid and an inflammatory disease panel): In the meantime, hubby and I went out and bought a list of supplements that were recommended as well as the ingredients for a 'home made' dog food which will be much better for Pele's overall health. We are also looking into acupuncture and possible water exercise therapy.
The dog food was a pain to make but she loves it! It is portioned out into servings and is in the fridge and freezer - should last us about two weeks before I have to make another one.
The long and the short of it is this: Pele seems to be at what Dr. Brewer calls 'stage two' of the disease. She is having some fine motor control issues - tripping, crossing her legs up sometimes and not reacting well to the 'standing on the top of her foot test' - all of which are exacerbated by stress (which meant they were really acting up on a Saturday at the vet's office). The work that hubby and I are doing - exercise, diet and medication/supplements - can help to delay the onset of stage three. Stage three is the loss of deep nerve use and paralysis. She may well loose the use of her back legs and bladder, followed by the slow progression of the disease up her spinal column.
This is not a trip we are looking forward to, and not one that we think Pele would want to make without a fight.
On the other hand, we don't plan on pushing her past the point where her quality of life suffers. If she is up for a doggy wheelchair and a diaper then we will work with her on that, if not, we will have to let her go.
With any luck, the work will mean she is around for at least another few years - what we could expect from a regular greyhound lifespan.
I love this dog - I love her more than I have loved an animal in a *long* time. I could have done with better news at the vet, but we will deal with this.
I did it. I sent an e-mail regarding information on getting into the Masters in History program at CSU,
It’s a tiny little thread, but I am going to check it out.
What this might mean: I would begin classes at
The nice news is: FCC – one of the colleges in the District that I work for – has an Adjunct/intern program for Masters Candidates that includes a faculty mentor for my last year of my masters program. Yes, I would probably be stuck teaching some post-modern class on the Cold War rather than European History – but I am going to be stuck with those classes as a community college instructor anyway. Gotta earn my chops.
Wow…I might be teaching within a five years.
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This sorta makes me thoughtful about the opportunities I got that others don't receive. Because my parents are educators they put a HUGE emphasis on learning, reading and thinking. I think they knew that the logging town I grew up in could become a cage for me intellectually, so they taught me to think differently than other kids I knew. On the other hand, my dad being the type of person who is always a Devils Advocate, he also taught me to think like those kids so that I could understand that the world has a lot of perspectives.
I feel like I am incredibly lucky to have had the parents I have.
I don’t think I ever thought of myself as ‘underprivileged’ (although raising a large family on two teacher’s incomes wasn’t easy). To this day I am more at ease with folks who aren’t money oriented; even though I find myself worrying about it more and more.