We Know How It’s Done – we just aren’t up to it

All the kids are home. Pookie got here at about 3:30 AM and Small Son (who is bigger than me but who I call Small Son to keep him in line) got here at about 4:30 AM. Whereas Pookie came in and threw herself on my bed and declared “Mama I’m SO glad to be home!!” so I knew she was here, Small Son did not. When I woke up at 6:00 to go swimming I was afraid to look out the window and see if his car was out there, lest it be not. It was and the world was right!

My plan for the night was that we would all drink delicious drinks and get merry and play Trivial Pursuit. In reality we drank delicious drinks and we are all ready for sleep at 9:30. We really know how to party – woo hoo!

Tomorrow we will cook and drink and eat and be Merry and we will all tell each other what we are Thankful for. I am Thankful for so much. For good health, good friends, great kids, the means to enjoy the day, and love and wellness. I know that is a little redundant but can we give thanks for love and for good health enough? I think not. Those are the 2 most important things in the world and we have them in abundance and for that I am eternally thankful.

Happy Thanksgiving to all.

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The Daring Book for Girls

I was at a dinner gathering once when a man said, “If it were left up to women you’d all still be beating clothes on rocks to get them clean.” I asked him what in the world he meant by that comment and his response was that women never invented anything and that if it weren’t for men we’d all still be living in caves. I was pretty sure he was wrong and I managed to point out that Marie Curie discovered radioactivity and that the structure of DNA was actually discovered by a woman named Rosalind Franklin who had her work essentially stolen by Watson and Crick but that was the best I could do. I told him I’d get back to him, went home and did a google search of ‘women inventors’ and discovered that women invented Kevlar and the dishwasher among other things.

When I was little my mother used to tell me that there were no female mathematicians or composers because women’s brains just didn’t work like that. I believed her. She also told me that women couldn’t be pilots because their vision changed during “that time of the month” and I bought that, too. My mother spent her whole life believing that silliness. As an adult I read a book called “Fermat’s Enigma” that laid the mathematician issue to rest (women were not allowed to be mathematicians but some managed to follow their passion anyhow) and a visit with the Oakland Women’s Symphony put the composer issue to rest – there have been many female composers through history. Seeing women in pilot’s uniforms heading to the cockpit of the plane I was on dispelled myth #3.

Too bad we didn’t have The Daring Book for Girls by Andrea J. Buchanan and Miriam Peskowitz when I was a kid because the man and my mother would have known better. The Daring Book for Girls was written initially in response to The Dangerous Book for Boys, a publication that generated quite a stir about sexism and boy vs. girl interests. I’m happy to say that The Daring Book for Girls is not just a step for step copy of the Dangerous Book for Boys although it is written in somewhat the same style – they both have chapters, for example. I am so happy with how this book was put together because it really honors girls across the board acknowledging a broad spectrum of interests from building a scooter to making daisy chains.

In addition to chapter on the rules of soccer, how to be spy, how to play hopscotch, how to paddle a canoe and what camping is all about are chapters on famous women. There is a full chapter on Joan of Arc, five chapters on Queens of the Ancient World, A Short History of Women Inventors and Scientists (if only I had had THAT info in my hip pocket at my dinner party), Modern Women Leaders and A Short History of Women Olympic Firsts and Famous Women Pirates – YES! . There is a chapter about the letters Abagail Adams wrote to John Adams that explains how important she was to him and how much influence she had on how he ran the country. It is an excellent model of a marriage that focuses on having a peer relationship, something you don’t see a lot of on TV or at the movies.

The chapter on the The Daring Girls Guide to Danger talks about dangerous activities a girl might like such as white water rafting and wearing high heels. Guys if you’ve never tried walking in a pair of hills you have no idea. It also includes ‘Stand up for yourself – or someone else’ which can be a very dangerous thing to do but also very empowering.

I love it that this book isn’t just about building go-carts and climbing trees and making volcanoes out of baking powder and vinegar. It unapologetically covers such ‘girly’ topics as playing jacks, putting your hair up with a pencil and making a cootie catcher. And there are the more practical chapters on changing a tire, negotiating a salary and first aid. It teaches history, the Bill of Rights, the history of handwriting and more.

Just as the Dangerous Book for Boys has a chapter on “Girls” (which leans on tradition and casts girls as silly unpredictable creatures you can’t live with and can’t live without), The Daring Book for Girls has a chapter on “Boys”. It talks about the kind of stereotypes we assign to boys and the kind of stereotypes assigned to girls. It talks about how what is really important is that we honor people and their diversity and that we respect everyone’s individuality. My favorite passage from this chapter reads “[if you like boys there are 2 things to keep in mind….] “One, if a boy doesn’t like you the way you are, the problem is him, not you. And two, don’t try to make a boy change for you – it’s important to appreciate people for who they are.”

This book is unabashedly pro-girl without being anti-boy. You would be hard pressed to cast the contents of this book in terms of any of the many gender wars plaguing the media and therefore our culture today. It isn’t about girls being anything other than who they are and about feeling good about that. It’s about being the most and best girl you can be. It is about how girls can and have made significant contributions in the world because girls don’t really just want to have fun – they want to count and they want it to be okay to be strong and smart and creative and to have some power.

I can’t recommend this book highly enough to parents of daughters or aunts of nieces or friends of girls or, in my case, prospective grandmothers of granddaughters. It will be a while before I can put this book to use first hand (other than to read it with my grown girls) but when the time comes I will do just that. In the meantime, I think I’ll give a copy to my friend from the dinner party.

Clicking the Amazon link will help Kelso, too!

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It’s about to hit

I’m watching The Bachelor. What a sickness. I know someone is about to have her heart ripped out through her chest wall and yet I watch.

Only I think it wont’ happen that way. I think he won’t pick either because it is too contrived.

Stay tuned….

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It’s about to hit

I’m watching The Bachelor. What a sickness. I know someone is about to have her heart ripped out through her chest wall and yet I watch.

Only I think it wont’ happen that way. I think he won’t pick either because it is too contrived.

Stay tuned….

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Throw a Dog a Bone!

**Update – I added PantherGirl’s code to my page so you can click right over there —> to help Kelso pay his bills. Thanks! This code should scroll the black Friday specials, too.

My friend Panther Girl has a greyhound she rescued named Kelso. Kelso had a spinal disk problem that landed him in the doggie hospital. As luck would have it he didn’t need surgery but he did need the well attended convalescence long enough to rack up a bill for $3200. Ouch.

So – do you by any chance have plans to purchase something at Amazon.com in the near future? If so, if you could get to Amazon via The Dog’s Breakfast, Panther Girls most excellent blog, she will get financial credit for any purchases you make. You don’t need to buy the stuff featured in her side bar – you just need to get to Amazon via her sidebar and then buy something.

Thanks a bunch and Kelso says “Woof!”

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Buhzahsted

That would be buh-zah-sted – knackered – whooped. It’s Saturday at 9 PM and I”m heading for bed. I had other more fun things to post today but they have wilted away like a ….something, something, old man who can’t…whatever, whatever. You get the picture, I’m sure.

I got a bunch of stuff done and will put the pedal to the metal tomorrow AM to finish as much else as possible for my sweet baby girl Humbly Ann and her husband roll in to town. Thanksgiving week starts tomorrow and I could NOT be more excited. I just need some rest so I can enjoy it!

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Woke Up This Morning….

I just finished the entire Sopranos series on DVD. I feel a little bereft – no more Sopranos episodes to look forward to *sniff sniff*

For those of you who saw one or 2 episodes and didn’t see the point or thought it was too dark and violent I understand. I thought that, too. Then I saw just enough to get emotionally invested in the Soprano family and I was hooked. I’m not an HBO subscriber, though so I had to wait for it to come out on DVD. Sometimes it took forever, sometimes not too long.

Getting to the 2nd set of discs from the last season took way too long. I was so afraid that I would find out how it ended and yet I managed not to – not really. And now I know.

It makes me feel like getting a boxed set of the whole thing and just holing up to watch it hour on hour.

NB – typo fixed – thanks for the heads up FeLady! And yes Six Feet Under was also a fave. Loved it.

Adieu Soprano Family – I’ll miss you.

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If I’m Not Racing I’m Dreaming I Am

I had a dream last night that I was racing a triathlon and during the swim the water would suck at my hands as I tried to pull them out of the water for the next stroke. I had to pull hard and break the seal of the water surface and it was hard. Then I was drafting behind some sort of speed boat and going really fast and the water felt like air. The next thing I knew I was in T2, trying to tie my running shoes but there were knots in the laces. They weren’t tied together but there were really tight knots along each lace and I had to undo those knots before I could tie my shoes. It was taking a really long time and in my head I was thinking I should just forget about the knots and tie my shoes and get going but I couldn’t – I HAD to get those knots out. And then I was running and it was good.

I think it means that I feel stuck and like I can’t move forward but then something happens and I can move – I can move really well. I’m still waiting for that part – right now I just feel stuck.

Notice that I skipped the bike portion of the race. I hope that thing about how “it’s like riidng a bike – you never forget” is true or I’m in for some big trouble. Meanwhile I’ve painted 1 room and 1 hallway and almost finished stripping the paint off a dresser and I mowed the lawn and cleaned the house. The bike will just have to be patient – I’m busy!

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If I’m Not Racing I’m Dreaming I Am

I had a dream last night that I was racing a triathlon and during the swim the water would suck at my hands as I tried to pull them out of the water for the next stroke. I had to pull hard and break the seal of the water surface and it was hard. Then I was drafting behind some sort of speed boat and going really fast and the water felt like air. The next thing I knew I was in T2, trying to tie my running shoes but there were knots in the laces. They weren’t tied together but there were really tight knots along each lace and I had to undo those knots before I could tie my shoes. It was taking a really long time and in my head I was thinking I should just forget about the knots and tie my shoes and get going but I couldn’t – I HAD to get those knots out. And then I was running and it was good.

I think it means that I feel stuck and like I can’t move forward but then something happens and I can move – I can move really well. I’m still waiting for that part – right now I just feel stuck.

Notice that I skipped the bike portion of the race. I hope that thing about how “it’s like riidng a bike – you never forget” is true or I’m in for some big trouble. Meanwhile I’ve painted 1 room and 1 hallway and almost finished stripping the paint off a dresser and I mowed the lawn and cleaned the house. The bike will just have to be patient – I’m busy!

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I Had a Post

I had post, I hit a key and poof! – the post disappeared because the ‘new post’ window closed. You should be glad, too because my post was a mini-rant on today’s story about how government inspectors slipped the stuff to make a couple explosive devices past 19 different TSA check points.

Terrific.

The upshot of the news story is that it’s okay that the procedures used to scan your carry on are ineffectual because the TSA uses many layers of security to determine if you are a threat or not. What you have in your carry on or on your body is just 1 of those layers and if they aren’t that good at picking up on dangerous stuff then *yawn* it’s okay because they have other ways of getting your number.

Sort of makes me wonder why they bother scrutinizing everyone’s toiletries and then confiscating lip balm and cream rinse from little old ladies.

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