Your cart is currently empty!
Category: You crawl over there……
-
Beyond Echo Chambers to the Screaming Mob
This is the byproduct of a conversation with the First Reader about the events of the day. We did something that ought to be empowering and satisfying, and both of us were happy, in a way, to have done it. We went and voted. Not together, schedules didn’t allow. But when we had a moment…
-
Overflowing Desk
So the fever broke sometime last night. I’m honestly not sure what I did and said for about 36 hours before that… But my brain is back. And recoiling in horror at all the work that must be done. The blog is getting kicked off into the deep end of the list for today, I’m…
-
Assailed with Doubts
I’m tired, and I know it. Which is good, because otherwise I might start listening to the internal voices that nibble away at my confidence and make me start to wonder what I’m doing, and why. But this feeling, of fatigue and uncertainty, is an old familiar one. I’m not exhausted, just tired. Exhaustion is…
-
Perseverance
Yesterday was not an easy day, and today is going to be a test of endurance and memory, as I have Micro lab at 8 am, a micro exam at 10 am, a Spanish exam at 11:30 am , and an Organic Chemistry exam at 4:00 pm. I’m not really here, and didn’t have time…
-
Redefining Poverty
This is a continuation of the thoughts I began in last week’s post on Ebola, which was really more about people, and I continue here, with one more at some point this week (or next) to wrap up my ramblings. By the way, if you are worried about Ebola bringing on a pandemic, I urge…
-
Bunny Trails
It’s a cool and rainy morning here in Ohio, and I’m contemplating my schedule for the day. Nothing terribly exciting, I’m afraid. Working on the freelance editing gig, doing more homework… I need to get the calculations for the titration curves down pat, he’s threatening us with a quiz on just them, and unlike the…
-
A Difficult Look
I have read books in my life that I enjoyed, and promptly forgot. I have read books where I wandered off in the middle and forgot to come back again. I have read books which touched the core of my being, changed me, and I was never able to re-read again, they were terrible in…
-
Memorial Day
This morning I am remembering all who came before, who served, and died, to make me a free woman. I am sitting here able to do whatever I want with my life, to vote, to publish this blog on the internet, because brave men watered the roots of the Liberty Tree with their blood. I…
-
Not Much
Ever have days where you felt like you were walking the edge of a precipice and a misstep, or even a stiff breeze, could send you over and down?
-
Fury, Thy Name is…
Let me sum up. Using smaller words, because obviously some of you couldn’t follow what I was saying the first time. Those of you who got it, are excused from class… Imagine a class of kids, split roughly 50/50 boys and girls, the way classes in a normal culture are. Now picture them in a…