Thursday, February 24, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Moving
Moving again, and psyched for my new place (hello, full bathroom all to myself, giant kitchen, and luxurious rooftop deck!) but dealing with the overwhelming anxiety of actually MOVING is not enjoyable.
My proclivity towards pack-ratting must be curbed. I have committed myself- again- to the process of throwing out something that, if I hold it for10 seconds and can't logically explain its existence in my life, needs to go. In two hours yesterday, I filled up 4 trash bags. The "green" sensitivity I have is equally offended by this gross waste, but sometimes you just have to bite the bullet and spring clean your life.
Upheaval is necessary sometimes- shake everything up, throw things away, re-organize, resettle. In the last ten years, I have moved 12 times. You'd think I'd have it down to a science at this point. You'd also think I would hesitate before accumulating again but....no. I have accepted this part of myself. I do worry that I will have to move every couple of years throughout my life to prevent myself from becoming one of those hoarders on television, drowning in piles of crap.
Life in boxes for the next couple of weeks. Moving on, moving up. Exciting, stressful, overwhelming, but overall necessary and good.
My proclivity towards pack-ratting must be curbed. I have committed myself- again- to the process of throwing out something that, if I hold it for10 seconds and can't logically explain its existence in my life, needs to go. In two hours yesterday, I filled up 4 trash bags. The "green" sensitivity I have is equally offended by this gross waste, but sometimes you just have to bite the bullet and spring clean your life.
Upheaval is necessary sometimes- shake everything up, throw things away, re-organize, resettle. In the last ten years, I have moved 12 times. You'd think I'd have it down to a science at this point. You'd also think I would hesitate before accumulating again but....no. I have accepted this part of myself. I do worry that I will have to move every couple of years throughout my life to prevent myself from becoming one of those hoarders on television, drowning in piles of crap.
Life in boxes for the next couple of weeks. Moving on, moving up. Exciting, stressful, overwhelming, but overall necessary and good.
Friday, February 18, 2011
I STAND WITH PLANNED PARENTHOOD.
Go here to sign the below open letter:
To the members of the House of Representatives who voted for the Pence Amendment to H.R. 1:
How could you?
How could you betray millions of women — and men, and teens — who rely on Planned Parenthood for basic health care?
How could you condemn countless women in this country to undiagnosed cancer, unintended pregnancies, and untreated illnesses?
Your vote was not only against those who seek care at Planned Parenthood health centers, but against every one of us who has ever sought care there, and against every one of us who knows that when we are healthy, when we are in charge of our lives, we thrive.
It was a vote against me.
To every senator who will soon consider this legislation:
I stand with Planned Parenthood to say to you: STOP THIS.
I stand with Planned Parenthood and the hundreds of thousands of people from every walk of life and every corner of this country who join me in signing this letter to tell you that we will fight this bill and we expect you to do the same.
I stand with and for the millions of women, men, and teens who rely on Planned Parenthood, and I expect you to do the same.
To every member of Congress, know that we stand together today against this outrageous assault, and together we will not lose.
AN OPEN LETTER TO CONGRESS
To the members of the House of Representatives who voted for the Pence Amendment to H.R. 1:
How could you?
How could you betray millions of women — and men, and teens — who rely on Planned Parenthood for basic health care?
How could you condemn countless women in this country to undiagnosed cancer, unintended pregnancies, and untreated illnesses?
Your vote was not only against those who seek care at Planned Parenthood health centers, but against every one of us who has ever sought care there, and against every one of us who knows that when we are healthy, when we are in charge of our lives, we thrive.
It was a vote against me.
To every senator who will soon consider this legislation:
I stand with Planned Parenthood to say to you: STOP THIS.
I stand with Planned Parenthood and the hundreds of thousands of people from every walk of life and every corner of this country who join me in signing this letter to tell you that we will fight this bill and we expect you to do the same.
I stand with and for the millions of women, men, and teens who rely on Planned Parenthood, and I expect you to do the same.
To every member of Congress, know that we stand together today against this outrageous assault, and together we will not lose.
Heliosphere
A brief scroll through Facebook and Twitter tells me that everyone seemed to have trouble sleeping last night. Lot of 3 and 4am posts about insomnia from all corners of the earth.
I blame this.
The whole energy of the world seems off this week, with a lot of tension and uprising visible in everything from strangers bumping angrily into one another on the sidewalks to violent protests in Yemen. Seems too convenient to blame all of this on solar energy, but it does give one a little peace of mind to think that if something is causing all of this worldwide anxiety than at some point it will pass, if that makes sense.
On another note, this random February spring has left me feeling buoyant enough to start hoping for real spring. I took a leap of faith and didn't wear socks today, and the delicious, forbidden feeling of a sockless day in February is just downright exotic.
I blame this.
The whole energy of the world seems off this week, with a lot of tension and uprising visible in everything from strangers bumping angrily into one another on the sidewalks to violent protests in Yemen. Seems too convenient to blame all of this on solar energy, but it does give one a little peace of mind to think that if something is causing all of this worldwide anxiety than at some point it will pass, if that makes sense.
On another note, this random February spring has left me feeling buoyant enough to start hoping for real spring. I took a leap of faith and didn't wear socks today, and the delicious, forbidden feeling of a sockless day in February is just downright exotic.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
I Called. You Should Too.
If you support Planned Parenthood of Maryland:
Anti-choice leaders in the House are forcing a vote that would deny Planned Parenthood health centers every dime of federal funding. Without this funding, many people would lose access to their only source of basic health care.
Critical public health programs including Title X provide funding for birth control, cancer screenings, HIV testing, and other lifesaving care for those who can't otherwise afford it — and all of this funding is in danger. For many women, Planned Parenthood clinics are the only source for these services.
CALL CONGRESS. TELL YOUR REPRESENTATIVE TO PROTECT PLANNED PARENTHOOD AND FUNDING FOR WOMEN'S HEALTH.
Please dial 202-730-9001 and tell your representative to vote NO on any attempt to defund Planned Parenthood. When you reach the office, leave a message for your representative demanding a vote to protect Planned Parenthood and women's health.
Anti-choice leaders in the House are forcing a vote that would deny Planned Parenthood health centers every dime of federal funding. Without this funding, many people would lose access to their only source of basic health care.
Critical public health programs including Title X provide funding for birth control, cancer screenings, HIV testing, and other lifesaving care for those who can't otherwise afford it — and all of this funding is in danger. For many women, Planned Parenthood clinics are the only source for these services.
CALL CONGRESS. TELL YOUR REPRESENTATIVE TO PROTECT PLANNED PARENTHOOD AND FUNDING FOR WOMEN'S HEALTH.
Please dial 202-730-9001 and tell your representative to vote NO on any attempt to defund Planned Parenthood. When you reach the office, leave a message for your representative demanding a vote to protect Planned Parenthood and women's health.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Torture
In the midst of winter I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. -Camus
I, for one, find it an exquisite sort of torture that I have a lovely slice of view of the outside world from my desk. I am the first to know when curious weather patterns are afoot (also because I am the office meteorologist and have NOAA.org bookmarked for instant access; even those with fancy phone apps forgo the ease of button-pushing and simply come to me for up-to-the-minute weather news, so common is my obsession with such things), I have learned to tell the time of day from the slant of light or non-light, and (because I work in Hampden) have witnessed many interesting...shall we say...debates unfolding amongst the locals.
But in mid-February when the weather suddenly and mysteriously rolls out a 65-degree day complete with bold sunshine, this view of the world is a double-edged sword.
I WANT TO GO OUTSIDE.
On a side note, I'm pretty sure I pissed off the four other lunchtime ATM-goers in line behind me by taking my sweet, sweet time depositing a check into the ATM for the sheer pleasure of feeling the sun on the back of my neck. Oops- I seem to have entered my PIN in wrong...again.
2 more months until kayaking season. Light at the end of the tunnel.
I, for one, find it an exquisite sort of torture that I have a lovely slice of view of the outside world from my desk. I am the first to know when curious weather patterns are afoot (also because I am the office meteorologist and have NOAA.org bookmarked for instant access; even those with fancy phone apps forgo the ease of button-pushing and simply come to me for up-to-the-minute weather news, so common is my obsession with such things), I have learned to tell the time of day from the slant of light or non-light, and (because I work in Hampden) have witnessed many interesting...shall we say...debates unfolding amongst the locals.
But in mid-February when the weather suddenly and mysteriously rolls out a 65-degree day complete with bold sunshine, this view of the world is a double-edged sword.
I WANT TO GO OUTSIDE.
On a side note, I'm pretty sure I pissed off the four other lunchtime ATM-goers in line behind me by taking my sweet, sweet time depositing a check into the ATM for the sheer pleasure of feeling the sun on the back of my neck. Oops- I seem to have entered my PIN in wrong...again.
2 more months until kayaking season. Light at the end of the tunnel.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Book Club Goes To Vegas
Flights are booked; it's official!
Book Club is going to Vegas in April.
If ever I needed a reason to start blogging again...........................
Book Club is going to Vegas in April.
If ever I needed a reason to start blogging again...........................
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