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The Impotence of Worry

I have joined a Yahoo! group for US families adopting from Ethiopia. My reasons are to gather information from folks about their experiences. I’ve gleaned a few hard useful facts that will help us ease our child’s journey (when that moment arrives), but for the most part, this group appears dedicated to assuaging the worries […]

My Miracle Boy

We’ve finally unpacked all the pictures. They’ve been sitting in boxes, and now most of them are hung up on the wall. While we were unpacking them, Blake was asking all kinds of questions about who everyone was. He’s always trying to piece together what our family looks like.
He knows that my parents are […]

Women and Politics: Not our Turf?

Hear me out before you condemn me as a regressive believer in biology-is-destiny.
The press coverage of the Democratic nomination process has a lot of us wondering how folks who are paid to be analytical and objective can be so swept up by Obama, and so ready to toss Hillary overboard. I just read an article […]

Well Hit Me in the Head with a Brick: I Finally Get It!!

I’ve been moping, no question about it. But moping (in my world meaning protracted depression) does strange things in my brain. I start to get more creative in my thinking, rather involuntarily, and things start to string together in new ways.
Maybe this is just a function of getting older and accumulating experience over experience. […]

Other

There’s a place where others live, but I’ve never been there. They seem to know themselves, create a destiny, assume goals, attain them, and all without doubt.
They know their values are their values. They don’t question whether they simply mimic the values they’ve been raised with. They don’t worry whether what they believe is […]

Men and Boys: Okay to Hate

What is it about the ability to openly make fun of boys and men?
If I were to get the same number of “joke” emails that I get about boys and men, but the subject were African-Americans, or gays, or girls, or women, or name-your-disempowered group, I’d be considered a bigoted jerk.
In my time in […]

Quantum Blogging

The most simplistic interpretation of quantum physics (and that’s the only one I have) is that the behavior of sub-atomic particles changes as a result of being observed. I am living that now through this blog, and wonder about the value of the blog in general.
This world, for reasons of self-preservation, is frequently one of […]

My Sister Babs

I’m the youngest of 8 kids. The closest in age to me is my sister, Babs. Her real name is Barbara (named after my Mom who probably thought that was her last chance to name a daughter, until I came along three years later). Babs is a singularly unique person. Brilliant and wildly successful in […]

A Mark in Time

Tomorrow, my son Blake goes for his first day of Kindergarten. We have spent the last few days together — an unusual occurrence since he’s been in day care. I wanted him to leave day care for a bit so that he could have some transition time, and I could drink in all of […]

Barbara Took The Wheelchair Ride, Once Again, 48 Years Ago Today

When I was born in 1959, my Dad was the administrator of the Jersey City Medical Center. That was a plum political appointment he received in the days of the John Kenny mayoralty in the early 50s. Anyone that knows about the history of the Irish mob in Jersey City knows that these administrations that […]