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30th-Aug-2012 01:38 pm - Yesterday was mouse-themed
K is for Kate . . .
The first thing I did upon waking was clean up a regurgitated mouse from the bathroom floor.

The last thing I did was clean up a mouse head and a bit of innard Soph had left for me on my seat up in the stair-loft.  It was well-meant . . . and to be honest, kind of cute.  But maybe it's just that I'm inured to the blood and guts.

And in the middle of the day I took both cats to the vet and discussed mousing with her, and watched while she de-wormed them.  Here's hoping today's theme will be quite different.  Chocolate would be nice.  Or surprise presents in the mail.
17th-Jul-2012 03:17 pm - Overheard at Dartmouth College
It's the birthday of the great Tua!  His age is now Larry Bird's jersey number.  Lucky duck.

Overheard at the King Arthur Flour cafe at the Dartmouth library (where I am sitting out a day of high humidity, heat, and dangerous thunderstorms):

Undergrad with utter shock in her voice: "They don't even like gay people!  That is so fucked!"
   - The same woman, five minutes later:  "It's always so sad when people from high school get really fat."

You win some, you lose some.

At another table an older man is expounding the virtues of Naomi Wolf's The Beauty Myth.  Awesome.  Now if this guy could only start up a conversation with the undergrad . . .
6th-Apr-2012 02:07 pm - new post
I wrote about my favorite story for Good Friday: The Grail, Sir Parzifal, and the Fisher King.  I did a short, off the cuff homily on it a few Good Fridays ago, and finally got around to putting it in down on (e-)paper.
1st-Mar-2012 12:42 pm - Loss
I woke up this morning remembering the large family reunions my mom's family used to have. We'd rent out all the cabins in a cave-riddled state park in Indiana (my mom's family is HUGE - I am the oldest of around 40 first cousins) and go spelunking and playing capture the flag together.  We'd swim in a river, right below the waterfall.  We'd try to be really quiet in the morning to see if we could avoid startling all the deer.

My cousin Jeremiah was my closest male cousin.  He was closest to me in age, and we just clicked - every time we got together for a reunion we'd hit it off all over again.

I just learned that Jeremiah was killed in Iraq (next of kin have been notified, obviously, since this article was published).  He was not a soldier, he was a teacher.  A missionary teacher at a Christian school. Pictures on his Facebook page show him in dishdasha and kaffiyeh.  Apparently he was killed by one of his students, who then shot himself.  God only knows why.
29th-Feb-2012 11:50 am - Good news!
Tua had another round of tests yesterday and then met with the nephrologist, and the new meds are working!  Which means they've at least temporarily halted the kidney decline, which means no need for an immediate kidney transplant (or even worse, dialysis!).  The doctor's 99% sure Tua will need at least one new kidney at some point (transplanted kidneys only last about 30 years, a scary-ass fact I recently learned), but he's also pretty confident that new medications and techniques might make future transplants last longer.

Still, don't forget to register online as an organ donor.  :)  It's much more effective than the "organ donor" symbol on your driver's license.  

Today is also Bisextile, or Leap Day, the day I proposed to Tua.  So while we were engaged 8 years ago, it's only the second anniversary of our engagement, or, as Tua calls it, "announcing our candidacy."  (Somehow along the line we adopted campaign lingo for our marriage - we were, after all, married in an election year.  Which means every presidential campaign cycle we get to shout "Four more years!")

And tomorrow is the feast day of St. David, the patron saint of Wales.  We will make leek-and-potato soup.
22nd-Feb-2012 02:54 pm - Earth Wednesday
I can imagine a better way to celebrate Lent than self-denial and body-negativity.  Ashes and Earth: Practicing Resurrection in Lent.
10th-Feb-2012 02:55 pm - A Dirty Mind
Two recent posts: One on handmade presents, another on the return of wild turkeys to our woods.
13th-Dec-2011 10:24 am - Two new posts
One a Vermontization of the Celtic Deep Peace blessing.  The other a somewhat disjointed meditation on the joy of the young farmer movement.
2nd-Dec-2011 02:54 pm - Advent and the cult of motherhood
So I finally wrote about how it feels to be one of the "barren" women in the Advent season, and though it's not received a single comment on the site itself, I keep getting FB notes and emails.  I had *no idea* so many other women were struggling with this.  Sometimes simply with the judgments that one receives for choosing not to procreate, sometimes with comments like "When are you gonna get married and give me grandkids?"  Sometimes with the inability to conceive and the grief around that, and the fact that no one wants to touch it.  It made me remember my dad saying he took a professional pastoral development workshop on helping couples with infertility, and helping churches deal sensitively with that while also celebrating pregnancies and births for other couples.  Because while it's easy for communities to celebrate with the birth of a new child, those celebrations can further alienate people working through the grief of childlessness.  And it's hard - really hard - for communities to name that grief and not try to "Jesus it away."  

But reading other Christian women talk about how affirming the Women's Seder was for them, I want to think about how we can create a Woman-affirming Christian festival.  It's challenging partly because of how much less community- and family-centered Christianity is.  And a lot of the Christian "feminist liturgies" I've looked at are clunky and much too obviously trying to compensate.  Whereas the Women's Seder names women's oppression and neglect with a joyful ferocity.  It relies on the standard (and awesome!) Dayenu, old folk songs, and Debbie Friedman's newer songs, some of which are clunky, too, but some of which work really well because of the way she draws images and turns of phrase from the Bible and Jewish poetry and song.  Also, while the Passover is an obvious choice for a festival for lesbians' and straight women's exodus from patriarchy and homophobia, this is one instance where Easter as a parallel doesn't seem to fit . . . or does it?  Hmm . . .
24th-Nov-2011 12:04 pm(no subject)
I am thankful for:

three potential indexing clients last week
the beginning of mukluk season
chosen family
cats and chickens
a place to live
good food and good land
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