Mas o menos

Merry Christmas

2007-12-25T18:47:00.000-08:00

Peace and happyness to all who wander through this blog.

Music

2007-08-14T21:53:00.000-07:00

My life long friend (we went to high school together and despite the 4,000 miles between us in the last 27 years we are still in touch!) just sent me a CD from her son's girlfriend. And it is really cool. The young woman has a great voice, and the musicians who accompany her did wonderful arrangements. She wrote the six songs on the album herself. The violin player is great and the last song is a tribute to her mother and her death. She passed away two years ago. It is a great first album and I hope she is successful and can sell a lot of them. It is not for sale in the US, but in Quebec. Anyway, I was delighted to see her progress as I have known her for some time now. I just love to see what these "kids" are turning out to be. Now that I am passed the hardship of launching my own daugther, some of you may remembers how hard that was, I just love seeing folks I have known as children grow up and become part of the world and contributing to it either through music, art, activism, or any talent they may have.

I have been working hard to get ready for classes which start next week. I will have 3 courses, 5 sections, about 180 students. Whew! That will be a lot of work, but I think I will enjoy it. I am however, somewhat disenchanted with the book for one of my classes which has some very sexist comments (That women "nag" for one) and some antiquated view of the family. Anything other than the "nuclear" family of the husband, wife and kids is relegated to a chapter called "variations." I think I will use that for critical discussion and critical thinking in my students. I hope it works.

I had a very disturbing session with one patient I saw today. He was very confused, youngish looking gentleman, who must have been an absolut doll when he was well. He spent the few minutes I was visiting making statements (or attempting to do so) that I looked fine, and went from laughing and being cheerful to utter despair and crying. Poor guy was so confused, and when I responded and told him he was kind or that it was nice he felt happy, he would try to speak and express himself only to mix up words so that he did not make sense. It made me really sad and confused myself. I just do not like seeing patients at facilities. I know the staff does as much as they can, but it is really disheartening to witness. At least, for the most part, he was happy for my visit and I reflected those positive feelings back to him. Thankfully, my last visit was with a lovely lady who was coherent and cheerful and very happy to have a new air bed which makes her much more comfortable. I usually am not so distraught by the patients and can usually see a glimpse of who they were which helps in spending time with them, but for some reason, the abyss of this man's mind was frightening to me. I hope I never experience that. To be so remote from the world, have so much to say and not be able to do so, he seemed frustrated by it at times and at others felt that all was ok. For once I am at a lost to shake that one out of my system. Cyber puppy shake!

The price of being "overweight"

2007-07-29T13:15:00.001-07:00

I put the term in parenthesis, because I feel it is used as judgement of folks, particularly women, who do not fit the stereotype of American "beauty." Two beautiful friends of mine have experienced prejudice most of their lives due to their weight and this issue is close to my heart. Folks come in all size and shape, and health is not solely related to weight. Corporate america is taking it one step further in attacking folks whose weight deviate from certain norms by charging them health care penalties. I read in the paper today that workers who meet overweight criteria will be charged a fat fine. In addition to obesity, other factors that may warrant the fine ($30 every two weeks) would be high blood pressure and high cholesterol, maybe diabetes too. One of the person surveyed stated that she thougth it was a good idea and that her weight is fine. What happens when other health concerns make the list? Should I pay more because I have asthma that requires a lot of maintenance medication? Yes, we all have a certain amount of control over our health status, but there are other factors that need to be examined as well. What if an employee has a very stressful position within the company which leads to high blood pressure? What about genetic predisposition to these conditions? Should they be included in the equation? Or do we need to get a Gattaca-like society where health status dictate our social status.

If you have not noticed, I'm a little steamed by that. Americans don't want socialism because it is too controlling, but resort to such pernicious strategies to exert control over those who do not meet the societal norm. Makes me crazy!

I did it!

2007-07-23T22:51:00.000-07:00

I have to admit, I'm pretty proud of myself. I completed my first triathlon yesterday. I say my first, because now that I did one, I want to do more. I had a better time than I expected at 2:28:31. I thought I would take three hours. The wind was helpful on the bike ride pushing us in on the return trip and not too hard on the first leg. I mostly walked rather than ran, but still did run some. What can I say, a runner I am not. The swim was great but tough because I hurt myself on Friday at my last training swim . . . getting out of the pool! I bruised my left rib so breathing throughout the event was painful, particularly when swiming. But I did it. It was great! Now I want to do another one as soon as my rib heals!

Busy Summer

2007-07-11T21:34:00.000-07:00

The last couple of months have been nuts! I am currently training for a Triathlon, yes, I am not kidding you, a triathlon! It is a short distance, but any distance does not seem short to me! The swim is 1/2 mile, the bike ride is 15 miles and the "run" ( I will most likely walk most of it) is 3 miles. The bike ride is probably my most comfortable event. I do like to ride my bike and have done some decentrides in my days, so with a little training I feel ready for that one. Especially since the course is a little hilly, but no great hills or climbs. The worst part of the bike ride is it can get windy, and the return trip would be against the wind if it is windy. So I'm hoping it's not a very windy day. The swim is my next favorite event. Although I am very slow, about a 1/2 hour for the 1/2 mile,(most folks get it done in 20 minutes) I do love the water and feel comfortable in it. In the last few months, I have learned to relax in the water and just keep swimming and pacing myself when I get tired. At first I could barely do 3 width of the pool and now I do 36 comfortably. I had a setback there when I actually learned to swim (that is, learn how to have a good stroke, where to keep my feet instead of letting them get down and drag) I found it much harder at first and even became much slower and I was very discouraged, but this week I finally got back to a decent speed and apparently I look good in the water! The run, ahh the run. Well as I said, I will mostly walk. First, because after the swim and the bike ride, my lungs will be done. And second, I still can't run 3 miles straight, even when that is the only thing I do. My lungs just quit after about 20 minutes to 1/2 hour, even at the slowest pace that I can get myself to go to. And then when I run that slow, my legs hurt, I probably can walk as fast as that slow run and it does not get me so out of breath. Go figure! Also, the middle leg of the course is all uphill, and even experienced runners say that it sucks, so I'm walking. My friend's brother who has completed several triathlon and an Ironman in New Zealand said that as long as we cross the finish line running, we should look good! Anyway, I'm very excited and scared at the same time! And maybe if I train all year, next year I actually can run the run!

Spacing Out

2007-06-09T13:26:00.000-07:00

Such a long time without writing. Well, the semester is done and it does not look like I will have a class this summer, so far only 4 students! I'll have some work though through my old job and the new one. Always something. I had a lovely visit from my cousin this last week. It was hilarious how, for not having spent time together for the last 30 or so years, we have so much in common. It was great to reconnect with her and get to know one of her daughters. I did recognized my mother, my daughter and myself in her and that was almost surreal in a way. We are about the same size, our hair is very similar, and we have very similar habits. Her daughter and the Kid were laughing at us. It was so great to speak my own language for a whole week!

The Kid is in Fiji, enjoying herself I hope and sweating, at least that is what she told me! She called really quickly to let us know she arrived fine. She should have a great experience, but I will miss seeing her for some time.

We are gearing up for our music festival next week-end. I can't wait, it's always so fun and relaxing too. Although I just had a week off this week. A friend commented a while ago "why don't we work two weeks and have the rest off?" I could sign up for that program. I am currently reading a book with a society where there is no money. People work at their specialty and also do some "community" work, like cleaning and such at regular interval. If they don't work for some time, they still are cared for, but most find some area of interest and work regularly. I love Utopias, don't you?

I spent most of the morning setting up, or I should say resetting, our wireless router so we can use more than one computer at a time, and after speaking with this nice technician, finally got it going. Yeah! So now I can write in bed! Maybe that will encourage me to blog more before going to sleep. We will see.

Emotions

2007-04-27T22:24:00.001-07:00

I am an emotional wreck. I have attended a two day seminar on racism, and it was incredibly painful. I am welling up as I write. We came so close to each others, and shared such pain, and supressed feelings. I have not felt so touched in so long, I was disarmed by it. For so long, I have felt invisible, unheard, because I am part of a multitude of nondescript people. All white, all the same, all inconsequentials. I know part of my ancestry is Montagnais, a tribe of Native Canadian (First Nation as it is know in Canada) or at least I believe that is the correct tribe, yet I know nothing of that culture, of that language, me who loves languages so. Also, as I stated today, through tears, I look nothing like that people, I look so white, so "american," and I hate that. My white skin, my redish hair, I look Irish,and I don't feel Irish. I long for my difference, for my identity. I look at my sister, with her long nose, dark straight hair, dark skin, stong brow, how native she looks, how beautiful; and she tries so hard to erase all of that, dies her hair, plucks her brow, uses lots of make up to mask her beauty. I wish I had my mom's skin which darkened, even in the winter from hanging the laundry. If you know the winter in Montreal, you know that she could not have exposed much skin for much time to gain a tan, but she did. I heard one woman say how she was told as a child that she was ugly because she looked "India." I so wish I did look "something," anything but the blandness I have.
Also, several women in the group were Jewish, and one of the men present made a derogatory commend about Jewish women, and I remembered how my mother used to call me "ma petite juive," unfortunately not as a term of endearment, but as an indication that I had been devious, sly. I don't know if she meant to be racist, but she was. And that hurts. When I think of all the beautiful jewish women I know in my life, that I love and appreciate, I wonder if she rolls in her grave that I love them? That I love the Italians that I played with as a child, in our racist neighborhood, that I love the black friends that I have, the Mexican women and men I know, would she have a problem with that? And it makes me wonder, how do we go on knowing all of that hatred is there so obvious, in your face, everyday. I am sheltered from it, because I am white, and until I open my mouth, most folks will not know I come form outside the US. And even after I do, I am excused for my "weirdness," many times, because I "look" white even when I don't feel white, or american. I don't have answers, just feelings, rising up to the surface, bringing pain and tears, and questions. I am glad I went, and met others who share painful feelings. I have attended many eye opening trainings, but maybe not so many heart opening ones.

Another one

2007-04-22T13:29:00.000-07:00

Now this one is actually very much me, and my favorite coffee drink!

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2007-04-22T13:19:00.001-07:00

You're Adventures of Huckleberry Finn!

by Mark Twain

With an affinity for floating down the river, you see things in black
and white. The world is strange and new to you and the more you learn about it, the less
it makes sense. You probably speak with an accent and others have a hard time
understanding you and an even harder time taking you seriously. Nevertheless, your
adventurous spirit is admirable. You really like straw hats.

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Too bad the title is cut off, but most will know it. Funny how some of this is accurate, except for the straw hats!

So little time!

2007-04-18T10:26:00.000-07:00

We just returned from our escapade to visit the Kid back east and had lots of fun with a variety of grad students at school events. We even took in a baseball game! The second one in my life! Here are some pics of the good times we had until I have more time to write.

On the political scene, this shooting at Virginia Tech is deeply upsetting, but to me the hoopla demonstrated by the media is even more concerning, with all the allusion to copy cat, almost inciting unstable folks to spring to action and oblige the media feeding frenzy. Wishes of peace and quiet minds to all, particularly to those who need the most.

"Y'a la nature qu'est toute en fleur"

2007-03-26T21:17:00.000-07:00

Actually, I just found out that the real lyric is Sueur, rather than fleur, but I like fleur better and it serves my post better. I do my fair share of driving, that's what we do here in california, drive, from one place to the next. Anyways, while I drive to client's home, to the office, to the college, or just for fun, I have noticed that the fields here in my neck of the woods are filled with wildflowers. Yes, spring is here! First, the bright yellow mustard flowers appeared all at once, glorious like the sun, vibrant. Now lupines are following, and I even saw some queen anne's lace today. They are coloring the green fields, soon to be brown, with some welcome touch of watercolor. Even if today was a very gray day here. We even had a misty rain, which I'm sure the little flowers appreciated!

On saturday I went to this "sex party" the revealing of a baby's sex for my friend the Bombshell. It was very fun and we finished with fireworks on the beach. This beach is very wierd to me as cars can drive up and down it. I had never been there. Also, fireworks are allowed! This is unheard of in CA. The baby's dad, Dolphin, is african-american and had the bag with all the fireworks. At one point a beach patrol truck drove near our group, and since we were not absolutely sure that the fireworks were legal, we waited for the truck to move farther away to resume our merryment. Dolphin said "That's right, the black guy is the one with the fireworks in the group I can see where that one's going if the patrol stops here!" We all laughed. This area is very "white bread" unfortunately, and he does get noticed, plus he is quite handsome! He gets noticed for that too.

Here are some pics of our adventure. We also had colored sparklers and since the baby is now identified as a girl, the pink sparklers were the most popular with the group. The dried up shark was in the restaurant above our table, not the most apetizing thing to put in a restaurant!

So few posts!

2007-03-24T15:23:00.000-07:00

I find myself posting less and less, although I do faithfully read other's thoughts. I have been hugely busy the last month, working extra for folks taking vacations. I guess I should be happy, it will bring more cash in, but it takes as much time as when I worked full time before. And I have left that, because it was too much. It leaves me uninspired and tired.
Teaching continues to be a joy, despite one very difficult student. The person in question is a returning student that has some severe impairements. I feel like there is a 5 year old in the class. The student constantly has a comment to make, most of the time it is irrelevant, and long winded. I find myself interrupting, to free the class from the endless triviality of this person's tedium, which does not need to be shared. Most students are laughing, and sometimes I must make huge efforts not to join in with them as some comments are so far from what the class discussion is focusing on, it is laughable. When in groups, this student must monopolize the conversation with the anecdotes and keep the others from focusing on the work at hand. Once, this student declared: "I'm gonna take my shoes off" and proceeded to do so. I had to face the board not to laugh, and soon afterwards requested that shoes needed to be put on. Comments like: "I have to go make a phone call" are made while I am in mid-sentence lecturing, or like this week, entering the classroom 50 minutes late: "I bought the book," a required course pack for the class (We are, after all, in week nine of an 18 week semester!) Yes, this person is trying, and often throws me off rhythm, but the other students make up for it, and I am learning as much as they are. I do love learning!

Today is a gray day, the coast edge veiled and colors muted. I will go celebrate my friend the Bombshell's birthday and the unveiling of the sex of the baby she is carrying. Should be a blast. Maybe I will have some photos to post!

My tarot ID

2007-03-03T13:22:00.001-08:00

You are The Lovers

Motive, power, and action, arising from Inspiration and Impulse.

The Lovers represents intuition and inspiration. Very often a choice needs to be made.

Originally, this card was called just LOVE. And that's actually more apt than "Lovers." Love follows in this sequence of growth and maturity. And, coming after the Emperor, who is about control, it is a radical change in perspective. LOVE is a force that makes you choose and decide for reasons you often can't understand; it makes you surrender control to a higher power. And that is what this card is all about. Finding something or someone who is so much a part of yourself, so perfectly attuned to you and you to them, that you cannot, dare not resist. This card indicates that the you have or will come across a person, career, challenge or thing that you will fall in love with. You will know instinctively that you must have this, even if it means diverging from your chosen path. No matter the difficulties, without it you will never be complete.

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100 goes unnoticed

2007-02-21T22:06:00.000-08:00

I did not even notice that I reached the 100 mark on my postings! Oh well, it's not the numbers that counts I guess.

I just finished a wonderful book by Ursula LeGuin. I'm unsure if I have read other books by her. For sure I have been familiar with her name, but could not tie it to any novel I may have read. The Left Hand of Darkness I found immensely moving and captivating. I could not wait to read the next installment and at the same time wanted to delay it to savor the world contained within. It is not particularly long and I was finished way to quickly. I am rereading passaged as they were so well writen. I think I will look her up for more. Some aspects of this story reminded me of Marge Piercy's Woman on the Edge of Time. In that both have worlds where sexual differences are nonexistant. However, the heart of the inhabitant of Gethen is much like the heart of humans as we know it. Filled with doubt, and fears, and also hatred. Piercy's book depict emotionally strong folks, if I remember correctly, who contributed to the evolution of the world they inhabit. Maybe that reflection on the human soul is what made this novel so touching to me; showing us with all our weaknesses, our pain, our fragility. I recommend it highly.

Yeah, back at the top where I belong.

2007-02-09T10:20:00.000-08:00

Just wanted to share my exitement at having figured out how to get my blog back where it belongs!

Also, yesterday I paid my first rent for my private practice office! I have one day a week in a shared office which is very nicely decorated. I now am a little overwhelmed with the idea of having to design a business card and doing some advertisement of some sort. Can't wait to have my first client!

New Blogger sucks!

2007-02-06T21:52:00.000-08:00

Again tonight I takes four or five time to sign on! That is very frustrating.

Anyway, what I wanted to talk about is that I just love the Women Studies class more and more. The students are great. Today we watched Still Killing Us Softly, a film about women's portrayal in publicity and discussed how pervasive it is. One man in the class said that he does not watch television or goes to see films because of the negative influence of the media. But I replied that even at that, there are billboard on the side of the roads (less here than in large cities, but still) adds in the newspaper when we read the news, it's on the city bus, the sides of buildings, stores where we buy clothes etc, etc. I think the guys in the class were really shocked by the contents of the adds depicted. I told them of the add campaing of GAP a few years back when the models were so thin, several folks I know and I were revolted. It was a great class.
I'm also reading something called Listen Up: Voices from the Next Feminist Generation a collection of essays that is riveting. I might assign some of them to students in addition to the text which is copious amount of reading for this level. I think they can handle the challenge.

Google account and other rants

2007-02-05T15:53:00.000-08:00

I am not a big fan of the new blogger. I am having a few wierd things going on such as my page being at the bottom of the browser, and not being able to sign in event with the right info! Anyway, hope they get it figured out or we'll need new blog spaces!

Yesterday I went on a quest for the perfect tea kettle having burned and killed our old one. I was just looking for something simple, somewhat stylish and primarily functional. I went to six stores, starting with Ross of course, then Bed, Bath and the ugly, Gottschalk, World Market, Mervyn's, and finally Ralph, only to find no suitable kettle. Most were overpriced, none were stylish, although I'm sure many thought they were supposed to be, and the rest were so poorly built that the floor demos were all broken. (What can you do to a kettle that would break it other than burning it!?) Anyway, I came home empty handed and will have to pursue my quest some more another time.

I almost successfully was able to avoid the "SuperBowl Madness" by leaving my house during the game, the hubby is a fan. Stores were mostly empty for my browsing pleasure, and not until I waited for my sushi order to be ready did I see some of the game.

I also purchased some gifts for my brothers both of whom have birthdays this month. I did find some wooden puzzles of asian birds and carp which they should enjoy since we spent a lot of our childhood constructing various animals in balsa wood or cardboard. I would like a puzzle like that if I received one. At the post office, when I was mailing them, I was asked if they were for a child. Why should kids have all the fun? Granted they should have plenty, but so should adults.

Well time to get ready for my fitness class. I have not been lately due to feeling under the weather. I'm a little better, but still not 100%. Can't wait for that one!

Oh I found an "all Quebec" you tube which I am enjoying immensely.

Go down, way down

2007-02-03T22:16:00.000-08:00

I'm not sure what happened with my last post, but it is way at the bottom of the page. Obviously the new blogger still has somethings to figure out!

Big Rabbits

2007-02-03T22:09:00.000-08:00

Hummm, not sure why my post is way down here!

This morning I read with some sadness that some man from Germany has developped the largest Rabbits on the planet and he will be traveling to North Korea to start a new strain of extremely large rabbits there to help feed the population. :( Although I do eat meat of many variety, after having rabbits for pets for several years I have a difficult time in thinking of them as food, although I have eaten them in the past, pre-pet days. They are so sweet and loving, it's hard to see them as food.

Here is a link provided by Rabbits and Toyen. Try and see what sign you are. Figure I would have something to do with cats!

Bastet

You look for balance and harmony, anxious, devoted. Often rash and impatient.

Colors: male: yellow ochre, female: grey
Compatible Signs: Sekhmet, Horus
Dates: Jul 14 - Jul 28, Sep 23 - Sep 27, Oct 3 - Oct 17

Role: Goddess of cats, women, and secrets
Appearance: Cat or cat-headed woman
Sacred animals: cat

What is Your Egyptian Zodiac Sign?
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New Classes

2007-01-25T20:05:00.000-08:00

This week our new semester started. I will be teaching the same class I had last semester, plus a "development of women" class. I am so excited about it. Today, we had a discussion on feminism, feminists, and how students felt about these words. It was great! The students are very open and did a good job of discussing the topics, staying respectful, and expressing themselves. Some were still a little tentative, and one asked whether I was a feminist. I also had them look at the Kia commercial in which the cars salesfolks sing the Sound of Music "So Long" song, and describe the attributes of the performers. If you remember, the four guys are all a little "pudgy," and the girls are rail thin under their "uniform" outfits. To me this emphasize that it's ok for guys to be of all shapes, but the "average Joe" woman is still thin. Or expected to be. Speaking of car dealerships, I loved the link on Spin page and I probably will use it in class too. That should generate a heated discussion. I do have a man in class that is taking the class to better understand his daughter and the challenges she will face as she grows up. What a guy!

Tag you are it!

2007-01-06T15:16:00.000-08:00

I have been tagged by the lovely Karla.

The tag goes as follow:
Find the nearest book.
Turn to page 123.
Go to the fifth sentence on the page.
Copy out the next three sentences and post to your blog.
Name the book and the author, and tag three more folks.

Manana te espero a la misma hora, no se te ocurra dejarme plantado, y no digas ni una sola palabra de esto a nadie. Si tu abuelo lo sabe, me mata, me advirtio al despedirse. Pero al dia siguiente el no acudio a la cita. (Paula, Isabel Allende)

Finding a book next to the computer was somewhat difficult. The closest was my Czech/English dictionary, which does not contain any sentences! The next book was the text for the women studies class I will teach starting later in the month, and page 123 was a photograph. So then I turned to the nearest bookcase, the first shelf of which has also some dictionaries, and this novel in Spanish that I bought a few years back but have not read yet. I found that I could understand the whole passage! Yeah!

Now I will tag Spin, HC, and I guess Lord Bargain, since the mystic seems to have dissapeared again :(.

Christmas Feast

2006-12-28T10:49:00.000-08:00

As usual we met with friends for a Christmas eve dinner and gift exchange. It was lots of fun with the exception of Tiedye Girl, who is going through a divorce and showing severe signs of depression and anxiety. It is very hard for all of us to see her in that state. Folks have taken to tiptoeing around her, trying not to upset her, and I have encouraged them to interact with her in the most normal way, that she needs the stability of her friends and family more than stiffled interactions. She is looking for treatment and we will see if it helps. She needs to know she will be kept safe. Anyway, she spent most of the evening asleep as she took some medication for anxiety.

Everything else was quite enjoyable. I was delighted that one of the teens, who is now 18, gave me a book! He is an avid reader, and each year I found books for him, mostly of Fantasy and Sci-fi types. This year I gave him an Octavia Buttler collection. I am so please to see him share his love of reading with me by giving me a book he has enjoyed, and thought I might enjoy too! That was the best gift!

For mystic, I post some pictures of the delicious goodies we delected ourselves with.

Health tales of woe, or tales of health woes.

2006-12-11T22:05:00.000-08:00

After reading Spin's tales of insurance woes, I decided I should go ahead and post my own. It never ceases to amaze me that despite all of the problems consumers are experiencing in this country we still fear universal healtcare to a huge (as my friend the Spin Doctor would say "gynormous") degree. Folks here believe that they would not be able to pick their doc, would have to wait for a long time for proceedures and appointments and would receive sub-par treatment.

Of late, my experience has been that healthcare in this country meets all of those despite increasing and obscene insurance prices. The level of care continues to decrease, restriction of available physicians increase and the problems in getting payment or treatment are worsening.

I currently work three jobs for a total of about 50 hours a week, but since it is not at one company (heaven forbid I should like the freedom of doing different things) I have to pay my own premium. Since I worked at a single job for 6 years, I can have a elect to use my COBRA for 18 months and pay about $300 a month. That's my insurance premium. Then I have a deductible of $250 a year, then I have co-pays. Each Dr visit is $20, not too bad, and medications (which I have 6) are $40 or $25. So I pay about $200 a month just for meds. Yes, they do keep me in good shape and able to function well, but that is $500 a month just for health care. And I don't know what happens in 18 months, when I am no longer eligible for COBRA!

My newest job, at a Hospice, the insurance is not very good because most of the employees are older (median age 50) and less insureable. The insurance is Blue Cross and greatly limits which physicians a person can use. I'm not sure I want to work more and sign up with them.

Be healthy my friends, the alternative is just scary!

Thanksgiving

2006-11-23T13:33:00.000-08:00

I have so much to be thankful for! A house full of friends, delicious food prepared by all the friends, a gorgeous day, being alive and well, and in good spirits most of the time. I guess that is a lot and I do not want for. Except for some fancy boots once in a while!

Happy thanksgiving everyone!

These turkeys were haning around our house back in early october. They have since flown away. They were quite a sight, and I am thankful for that too, the everyday little magic moments.

Boot Dream

2006-11-19T14:07:00.000-08:00

I can't remember if it was last night or the night before, but I had a dream where I was buying some boots and trying them on. They were high heels, knee high, brown leather boots and were meant to be very tight around the leg, only my legs were way too small and the boot just hung on my legs, with ton of space around! I know I have small legs and ankles, but this was just ridiculous. I do remember having similar experiences as a child, when I was so small and skinny, even the smallest size would not fit me. I always wanted to white and blue saddled oxford type shoes that were very popular when I was a child and could not get them because my feet were too narrow and the shoes would fall right off! I am not making this up. I remember wanting a Speedo swimsuit as a teen because all of my friends had them and they did not have any that would fit! Somehow the "small legs" dream made me feel a little inadequate and brought up some feelings I had growing up. I was glad to wake up to my normal sized legs that will fill out most shoes and boots nowadays. I wonder if the dream has some relation with me feeling inadequate either at the new job or in my relationship with the Hubby? Any suggestions out there on what the meaning of the dream may be? My current guess is that I need another pair of boots! So I should go shopping. The funny thing is that the Kid called today and she needs some new boots. Maybe my dream picked up some of her brainwaves.