This morning a classmate sent out a web address relating to a woman named Samantha Brick. Samantha laments her life because she is too beautiful. Other women cannot relate to her, and men swarm all over themselves to catch her attention. Here is the web address if you’d like to read her story directly: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2124246/Samantha-Brick-downsides-looking-pretty-Why-women-hate-beautiful.html In my sex and gender… Read More
How now black and white cow…
I have a cow in Wisconsin named after me. While this might seem like a questionable honor, perhaps one bordering on insult, I am so dang proud. My daughter’s best friend, Amanda, the young gypsy traveling and working in New Zealand for a year, calls a farm in Wisconsin home. A number of years ago Amanda’s family named one of… Read More
Density and Me…
As a great cartoon character once said, “Doh!” Okay, maybe he said it about a couple of zillion times, but that lends strength and recognition to the outcry. The past few weeks I’ve been feeling layers of emotions as my college semester winds down. There’s the joy of learning, and while that may sound like a suck-up statement, I’m serious…. Read More
The kind words…
Lately I’ve been feeling mired. My life is great, but the intense attention to college homework and writing has me gasping for air. In fact, I feel I’m so buried in deadlines that there are imaginary rope burns on my wrists, ankles, and brain if such a thing is possible. What the heck, it’s my fantasy so it is possible…. Read More
Patterns…
The glossy stack of magazines beckoned. I was in the reception area of a nutritional clinic waiting for my husband to finish his appointment, and time was dragging. My hands held a thick collection of required reading for one of my college classes. The content was littered with academic speak so dry and creatively parched that I had to wet… Read More
99 beer cans in the ditch, 99 cans of beer…
Many of us grew up with the popular sing-along song of 99 cans of beer on the wall, and it can be fun or irritating depending on one’s mood. However, when those empty beer cans end up littering the roads and ditches I feel incredibly sad. My husband and I walk our dog, Booker, along mostly the same country road… Read More
The technology of beauty…
“Cate Blanchett goes sans Photoshop for magazine cover,” the headline read. I don’t know if the link will carry over but here it is if you want to read the story without my musings: http://thelook.today.msnbc.msn.com/_news/2012/03/21/10796953-cate-blanchett-goes-sans-photoshop-for-magazine-cover. I love stories like hers for a number of reasons: 1. That this is something so unusual it gets a story. 2. That at the… Read More
Customer Service…
Oh dear. The young well-meaning waitress brought me a glass of Cabernet wine instead of Chardonnay. Normally I would have clutched my throat and made dying of thirst motions—just kidding—Normally I would have sweetly asked her to take it back and make an exchange, but there was more to this story. To avoid the St. Patrick’s Day shenanigans, my husband… Read More
The rear view mirror…
“Many of us have our memories of being sort of shut out of gyms and playgrounds and whatever. But back then, we didn’t really grumble about it. Like an awful lot of things that happened to young women at the time, that was just the way it was. We hadn’t gotten to the point where we started complaining that maybe… Read More
One for the rages…
“Marriage accustomed one to the good things, so one came to take them for granted, but magnified the bad things, so they came to feel as painful as a grain in one’s eye. An open window, a forgotten quart of milk, a TV set left blaring, socks on the bathroom floor could become occasions for incredible rage. And something happened… Read More
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