Am I a feminist?

After posting my link to my opinions on fairytales and my personal analysis of the Disney version on indiebride I had a few responses to me that got me asking myself that question. I never considered myself one. To me the average feminist was extremely politically active, extremely aggressive, man-hating women.

In order for you to understand where I stand I suppose I need to go a bit into my family history.

My mother grew up with a single mother. Her parents divorced when she was only six years old. She and her mom hopped from house to house calling totally unrelated people her "aunt" so that she and her mom could stay with them. Apparently it was really hard for her going through school the product of a divorced family in the 1960s to 70s. I don't know much about this time and there are almost no photographs of my mother earlier than middle school because of an eviction but it thoroughly informed my mother's decisions for us kids later in life.

My dad was not my mom's first husband. I remember finding some papers from when mom had been attending one of the local community colleges back in the 1970s and it had a different name from my what I knew to be her maiden name. I asked her about it and found out that she had had dropped out of college (at that time going for an education degree) to support her fiance who was going to college at the time. I asker her what broke them up and it actually had to do with wanting children. She did but he didn't. She also said that it had been (in her mind) the best choice.

I remember talking with my dad about when he and mom made the decision to have kids. By that time my mother had passed away from a long up and down struggle with breast cancer so I could not ask her about it personally. Dad had said that they had wanted to have kids but they weren't exactly sure they had wanted them so soon (I was born exactly nine months after they got married).

A few years after my brother was born mom made the decision to quit here job working at Sears in favor of both going back to college and staying home with us. Now make no mistake, there were plenty of women who "gave her flack" over that decision from the room moms at school. They reacted in a manner which I sometimes view as feminist. That is: "why would she stay home when she could earn money for herself?" She always felt a little defensive about it but held true to her decision and I don't think she regretted it too much (although reading one of her journals recently there had been moments).

I grew up under her view point, which she never described to be feminist. I never saw her reading feminist papers or anything. My mom and dad never divorced even though plenty of kids' parents around me that I knew were divorced or getting divorced. I saw the standard view of marriage working (the "stay at home mom and working dad with three kids and a pet") so I never imagined a huge amount of difference between the old view of society (almost) and a working model of it.

Make no mistake, my mom did seriously consider using her degree but every time she was going to do so she found herself in a quandry. They wouldn't hire her because she hadn't been working in the meantime. It was a catch-22. That to me is the worst thing. It's not like she wasn't organizing and creating in the meantime, it's just not stuff that a person would put on a resume. A portfolio perhaps, but not a resume or cover letter.

When I graduated from high school there was no idea that I wouldn't go to college. I hadn't always been that way. I had wanted to be a dancer up until I was fifteen (when I had reality come crashing in). Looking back I made the right choice but it doesn't mean that I don't wish I had gone the dancer's route. I am just glad that as a 120 pound adult I won't be considered "fat."

I believe when wrote that post I misused a few words. I think I should have said, "I don't consider myself a feminist" rather than "I'm not necessarily a feminist." I suppose everything I've written is the view of a feminist here but I've never thought of it as such. I have always thought of it as the view of a strong, intelligent woman. Nothing else.

Review of "Becky: the Loves and life of Becky Thatcher

If you remember reading a while back I signed up for a website which allows me too put up a list of books that I own. In addition to the online library they have a program where you can sign up to get free books as long as you write up a review on it. I decided to give it a try and early last week I received my first book to review. It was called "Becky: the loves and life of Becky Thatcher" by Lenore Hart. Here is my thoughts on it. It comes out on the mass market January 8, 2008.

Occasionally there are romances which seem to transcend time. In most stories I’ve read they are always fated to marry. This is the first the echoes the lost and unattainable romance of young love. Becky has in some ways moved on from her wild (for a young girl in the 1800s) activities with Tom, Huck and the Freebooters. Married to Tom’s cousin and with children of her own she tries to be a decent wife but some things of her past always come back, like a bad habit.

The Civil War is taking its toll on the Missourians. With her husband off at war and her father thought of as a Confederate spy (even though he had been one of the first to free his own slaves before the War) she calls on Huck Finn to help her. The first half of the book flips back and forth between the present day Civil War and her past marrying Sid despite her continued love and attraction to Tom.

Becky, Sid, and young Gage find themselves making their way onto Nevada where Sid purchases a claim which hits silver. After things happen a while, Becky and her children travel to San Francisco where she sets herself up in a nice home and raises her children. But when a telegram comes bearing news of her past, what will she do?

This story sets up a feeling of “if you love someone, let them free. If they come back then it’s meant to be.” Back and forth Tom and Becky have a point-counterpoint which is shown in their past history and reaches a sad resolution at the end. I had a hard time setting this story down to study up for finals so I hope you consider picking up this sweet tale of a true love.

Fairy Tale Discussions Pt. 1

For almost two years I've been on a forum called "indiebride." I started glancing at it when John and I began considering setting a date to get married. One of the topics has to do with the icon of princesses (specifically the marketing of the "Disney Princesses") and how it affects feminism. Now I'm not necessarily a feminist but I've been raised in the post-feminist world. At the same time I had a mother who after working for a while made the decision to stay home with us until my youngest sibling was six years old when she decided to go back to college to get her degree. Again, not necessarily feminist but most certainly a strong, intelligent women archetype in my mother. In addition my sister and I were little bookaholics. We would regularly check out books from the kids side of the library which either had the tales of the Greecian myths or the early fairy tales. I don't know how much it affects me today as a 25 year old married college student.

While I liked the stories of most of the Disney princesses, none really gelled with me until Cinderella. She was the first somewhat feisty "princess" to click with me as an average girl. I had to clean my room. I had to listen to my parents even if I didn't want to. There were times that I wished I had a fairy godmother to help me out of the house for a bit.

The first Disney animation that I remember watching in the movie theater was "the Little Mermaid." Again the idea of escape gelled with a little girl and the idea of a crush on a man was only just coming into my head (albeit in the traditional "Fairy tale" sense).

In seventh grade I retreated into my shell and books when I felt like I was an outsider within my small school. I became even more a bookaholic, even letting my grades slip in favor of reading (even if the books were educational). During that time I found myself identifying with Belle. I borrowed a cassette tape of the Disney soundtrack from library and would dance to it all the time. At that time I had been about two years into toe dancing and began creating my own choreography to what I used to call "The Town Scene" (on the cassette tape it was called "Belle"). I identified with the well-read girl in a town of unintelligent people. My school was really small so the conversations in the small town always seemed to be the same sort that I saw and felt around me. The strength and intelligence that I saw in Belle was something that I wanted to emulate in everyday life.

In 2000 my high school marching band went to Disney World I made the decision that I would begin collecting Belle, but only Belle in Blue. For some reason it was the only outfit that I felt fully emulated her in her intelligence and silent strength. I found that there were few things with her in Blue and found it a little odd. They had begun the process of celebrating the ten year anniversary of the premiere of "Beauty and the Beast" and yet just about all I could find of Belle was Belle in the gold dress. Too me it just didn't fit with the part that I loved about her in the first place; the passion, the strength and the intelligence. The Belle in gold was the meek, quiet Belle to me. When I tell people what I collect I always have to explain why I choose Belle in Blue over the gold. If they give me Belle in gold I accept graciously but will never buy it unless it shows her with that outfit either reading a book or in the library. In that instance the Belle in Gold becomes and intelligent woman, not a simpering princess of yore which many of the Disney princesses are played to be today.

More recently Disney has released a new movie which in some ways shows both and old and new Disney princess. I have yet to see it but from what I can tell the movie itself is a commentary on their own princesses. I plan to go see it and hope you will as well....if only to give me someone to talk to about it.

Accident on Northbound 55 close to Cape Girardeau

As John and I were driving home from Eric and Sarah's wedding going Southbound. I had been napping since around Arnold but John woke me up and pointed out a vehicle on the southbound side going the same direction as we were. We were keeping pace with him going 80 MPH. In one instance there was a spot where an accident nearly occurred with him slipping between the two vehicles. Eventually fate came back and the vehicle slammed head on into another vehicle with the third sustaining some damage but as far as we could tell no major injuries.

John and I ran out to the white vehicle in the grass median and were trying to find out of the driver was verbal and responsive. Initially there was no response from the female driver but eventually she was at least verbal. I don't know how responsive I would have considered her to be. We then noticed the second car involved in the head on accident and jogged over to it on the other side of the Northbound highway. Jogging over to it and eventually getting the driver's attention. The guy had a vehicle with New Jersey license plates. After the guy came to he was not showing any signs of pain and was in fact quite coherent.

After standing around for about a half an hour while watching the firemen cut out the battery of the New Jersey vehicle, cut the door off (as it had been stuck and we couldn't get it open) and take the driver and place him and the female in the white car on backboards and off in the ambulances. Eventually the count sheriff on site got our contact information (and that of an eighteen wheel driver who saw and had called it in to the sheriff's office) and our statements. After checking to see if the sheriff got all of the info that the state trooper needed we were let go for the time being. I suspect that we might well be called up assuming the guy survives this. It was right at midnight when we got home. Don't know if it will make the local new considering but if it does be sure to check here for a link.

First NaNoWriMo story excerpt...

I've been trying to write a story for National Novel Writing month for the first time so here's a link to my first posted excerpt. I'll admit there isn't much do tell from the excerpt I posted but take a look anyway and tell me what you think.

Storywriting Stuff

Just began my story early this morning. I've decided to call the story "The Cheshire Inn" and takes place in a renaissance-themed pub and inn in the modern-day. The look of the Inn is based off of The Cheshire Lodge and Inn in St. Louis (at the corner of Forest Park)

Here's some other pictures of the Cheshire Lodge.

Here, here and here.

Storywriting....

I'm going to try and write a novel. My sister talked em into it. If you don't know already, National Write a Novel Month (NaNoWriMo) begins November 1st. As I've forbidden myself from buying new books this year I'm going to use time that would usually be spent reading online or fascinated by a brand new novel working on a mini-novel for NaNoWriMo.

Now the only problem is figuring out characters, plot and not messing up my tenses and getting about 1,667 words per day (a 50,000 word count by the end of it). Wish me luck!

Time to reinvent this blog...

It's been a long while since I've done anything with this blog so I'm going to try and take about fifteen minutes out of my day once a week to write something...it doesn't matter what.

Before classes started this semester, I began working on a 101 Goals that I want to achieve in life. I plan on letting everyone who watches this blog know what I'm doing. Thus far I only have 58 thus far so if anyone who reads this blog has ideas, please leave a comment suggesting them.

1. Visit the Tropical Rainforest (preferably either the southernmost tip of Costa Rica or the Amazon)
2. Visit Europe
3. Open an outdoor recreational equipment shop or work at a non-profit in a full-time capacity (either in management, marketing or membership)
4. Stay overnight in Yellowstone National Park
5. Go on a week-long backpacking hike
6. Graduate from college with at least a 3.0 GPA
7. Learn and master the requirements to take the cave rescue certification course
8. Get certified for cave rescues
9. Visit New York
10. Visit all of the Smithsonian museums
11. Visit Carlsbad Caverns (in New Mexico)
12. Write a grant
13. Have children
14. Buy a home
15. Decorate said home
16. Get all kids into college (or in decent jobs)
17. Plant and grow peaches and apples
18. Plant and care for a lilac bush
19. Plant a couple of *wild* grape vines
20. Learn to make wine
21. See Kansas City around Christmas time
22. Find a mentor for my business
23. Pull out and play your flute at least once a year (even if it's nothing more than scales) (for five years)
24. Learn to play classical guitar
25. See Mount St. Helens from across the lake
26. Pack out my lunch for at least one month
27. Go on a nice romantic date with John once a month for a year
28. Take a walk along Willamsburg and Jamestown
29. Go see the original Tiki Room in Disneyland.
30. Hike Crater Lake
31. Ride Amtrak
32. Hike/bicycle the whole Katy Trail
33. Go on an all girl-retreat
34. Volunteer one summer at Shannondale
35. Create an expedition first aid kit for the grotto
36. Buy property with a cave entrance on it.
37. Build our buy a mini wine cellar
38. Organize the library
39. Pay off my student loans
40. Volunteer at an archaeological/paleontological dig
41. Visit Las Vegas
42. Ride a gondola with John
43. Hike Machu Picchu
44. Stop buying new/used books or magazines for six months (i.e. 182 days) (will state date that I formally do this here) (exceptions to this will be books needed to research for my major, for cave rescue or starting a business) (DONE!)
45. Stop reading all fan fiction for six months (182 days) (i.e. Stop visiting livejournal.com)
46. Get a 3.125 semester GPA At least one time
47. Put a dollar a day away for a full year (a total of $365 or $366 depending)
48. Find out if there is an Open Office PPT (and download if so)
49. Visit all US National Parks
50. Go to DisneyWorld
51. See “Hurricane on the Bayou”
52. Go for a walk along the Oregon Coast (especially either close to Yaquina Bay or one of the state parks close to Newport, OR)
53. Hike 1 ½ miles per day (average) for one month
54. Go to the rock climbing wall once a week for a month
55. Go on an overnight caving trip
56. Visit a Temperate Rainforest
57. Build (i.e. make or buy) two sets of renaissance garb (one lower nobility and one upper working class)
57. Write a 50,000 word count story
58. Ready 50 books in a year.
59. Learn how to create and build a three-sided log cabin and fireplace
60. Learn dances from the Renaissance Period
61. Create a renaissance character (hopefully a Dance Mistress)

As I sit listening to the computer clacks in the computer lab......

I have been listening to the NPR coverage that has been posted on their website on what happened today. If you don't know, there were two shootings at Virgina Tech University with at least thirty individuals killed and more injured. I'm having a hard time to decide what to write about on this. Shock.....Wondering just what I might do..... Something tells me that Southeast Missouri State University might never have something like this but I bet this is exactly what every one at Virginia Tech would have thought. I am always on campus around eight am. The first shooting was in the dorms around 7:15am (in Virginia) and then again at 10ish (I don't remember the time).

As I look around the computer lab I see a multitude of students working on various papers and assignments. I wonder if they know about what happened.

According to NPR it is the worst campus shooting in American history. If you are interested in hearing what I heard Go to NPR and click on the "Talk of the Nation" link. Usually they have intersting topics where people can call in and add their two cents worth (or a question for the "expert" of the topic) but I guess they decided to forgo it in favor of interviews with people at Virginia Tech.

And now for a New Year....

I hope everyone has had a wonderful new year. Last night John and I decided on a night in. I rented two movies heated up and messed around with some chocolate to try and flavor it (finally had to have John step in when I had two attempts seize up on me due to the water that I was putting in it). We watched "Clerks II" and "the Grimms Brothers." By the time we finished the two films it was exactly thirty seconds before midnight. We watched the countdown and then enjoyed some champagne and -of course- a new years kiss.

My resolutions for this year are as follows...
1. Work on my abdominal strength by doing floor barre once a week (besides in ballet class)
2. Write in this blog at least once a month
3. Try and read at least one book not directly related to classes a month
4. Get the library catalogued and organized (I have LibraryThing to help on the cataloging but the organizing is where things start to break down) and...
5. Get an A average in all of my classes (lol...I'll work towards that but I think I'm going to have to hbope for a B average there).

Gypsies Tramps and Queens (Part two)

After meeting up with Moueska, Tom and Gram we decided to head over to the main area to grab a bite to eat at the main concession area. I had been salivating over the idea of trying mead (a sort of wine made out of honey) and a turkey leg but the desire for a turkey leg dried up after waiting in line for some "healthier" fare (A portabella w/cheese sandwich for John and a BLT double Decker for gram) so I grabbed some chinese (sweet and sour Chicken) then hopped in the line for alcoholic beverages. A sip of mead and I was in heaven. A thickly sweet concoction taking very much like honey but definitely a wine.

While I was waiting in line for my mead and meal after waiting in another line for John and Gram my family watched the show of Nikolai's brother Adonni. It is an offshoot of the Maestro's group which goes for an old song and dance feel. My sister seemed to enjoy it but honestly I wasn't able to see it because of waiting in those lines.

After nibbling all of us wandered together over to a bench where the whole crew relaxed as we had been on out feet nearly the whole day. Up came the beggar-dog and the barber. Covered in blood and carrying eirie oversized scissors he asked the men in the group if they wanted their hair cut. Both Tom and John declined thenhe moved on to the next couple. Gram, Moueska and I all needed to go to the privy so we left the men at the bench while we got into the long line.

After getting in the lines all three of us wandered our way back. We were suprised to hear from John that we had left them there almost an hour (for whatever reason I think he was exagerating ;) ).

Moueska posted about the end of the day so I won't bother with it here but suffice it to say that I had a wonderful time and can't wait to go back next year!

Gypsies, Tramps and Queens (Part one)

Last weekend Moueska, Drac, Gram, John and I went to Kansas City for The Kansas City Renaissance Faire. Moueska and I had been talking about going to see it for a long time after going to the Greater Saint Louis Renaissance Faire with a bunch of our friends.

Last year our brother got a leg up on us. Tarrith was so enthralled with the faire and hearing how much fun one of his KCAI (Kansas City Art Institute) buddies had that he decided that he would try out for it the next year.

So Tarrith became Nicholai Boleyn, Handsomest of the Gypsy Sons and the most sought after by women everywhere. Because of this I felt that a trip to the KC Renaissance Festival was in order for the whole Buritsch/Tonnelicci clan. Unfortunately the weekend my sister and I chose was a weekend that Dad and Kathy were going to Columbia to visit with the counselors there for my stepsister. When Moueska's boyfriend found out that we were going to it he begged and pleaded with me to come until I relented.

It was a major drive for John and I. I told Vickie, Tom and Gram to go ahead of us and get themselves checked in because it would be a total of a 5 and a half hour drive for John and I. We left Cape Girardeau around 4:30pm, grabbed a little something in Wentzville on the go and kept right on going. When we hit KC we hit some major construction meaning that the total drive ended up being about six hours for us, John was exhausted.

After getting to the hotel we found out that I had accidentally booked two hotel rooms as opposed to the one for John and I (Vickie took care of the rooms for her, Gram and Tom). The guy at the desk told us that it was quite commonplace and switched the hotel rooms around so that Moueska and Tom had a smoke free room and got rid of the smoking room they had accidentally reserved (basically getting rid of one room reservation). Right after we got into our hotel rooms John collapsed and slept.

Moueska and I decided to try and get out to the Festival about 10:30 at the latest. After not trusting the front desk clerk's directions (turned off an exit too early and had to backtrack to the highway to wait for the next exit) we arrived at the Faire. The night before I had called Nicholai (Tarrith) for directions for us to get in. Because he was an employee for the faire he got all of us free tickets. We were sent to the media entrance off to the side of the "Town Gates" where we were greeted like nobility and made sure we had something to drink (they offered us bottled drinks and such) told to sign in, given a guide to the shows and a program with a map.

Just outside of the media entrance we wandered out to see a great pole topped with ribbons where Queen Elizabeth was hosting a maypole dance for the little ones. Moueska and Gram got caught up in the faire booths almost immediately. John "dragged" me off to take a turn around the Faire town before he would let me wander to booths.

John and I stopped in the Pirate square for "MentalPause," a baudy show about women reaching the "golden years." After that it was close to time to see about meeting up with Tom, Gram and Moueska for lunch. John and I waited by the town fountain when we heard a great sound off in the distance. We look over to see a great processional parade with Nicholai way up high on stilts! By the time I had seen him I only saw his backside (not to mention he was on the wrong side of me). I called out his name but I had seriously doubted he had heard me.

John called my sister up on her cell phone so that we would know where to meet up with her. We told her to follow "The End" of the parade (written on the end of the executioner). John and I caught up with them at the Fairy Commons.

Because this is getting a little long I will post Part two (and probably also going to be a picture intensive post) sometime early next weekend.

Updates

Sorry I haven't updated for a while. I don't know if I have a very good reason other than trying to figure out how I'm going to fit work and college together. I've done that ok in the past but my grades always suffered as a result and I was never 100% at work (although I would never know if I was doing well there anyway).

1) Started classes August 21st. Here's my basic schedule

MW: 8am College Algebra, 9am Environmental Biology, 11am Computer Applications, 1:30pm Public Speaking, and 3pm Ballet III

F: 8am College Algebra, 10am Environmental Biology Lab, 11am Computer Applications, and 1:30pm Public Speaking

College Algebra is a three-time repeat. In my opinion it's make to break with this class.
Environmental Biology is a one-time repeat but this time it's with a different instructor and this seems to be making all the difference in the world for me.

Computer Applications is so boring that I wonder if I'm going to fail the class due to sheer boredom. Currently everything that she is talking about I know how to do. I know that there are some people going back into college after 10 or more years might have problems with computers but everyone in this particular class definitely has had a computer in their home at least for the last four years if not since they were little (like myself). What makes this class even more laughable is that she doesn't even acknowledge that there are other operating systems (like the one used on Macs like the one I'm currently typing this on).

Public Speaking is interesting and I am liking this class.

Ballet III is a fair bit better than I took Ballet II. She's just about as hard as the instructor from the first time I took Ballet II but has a better way about explaining the things we need to work on and applying it to each individual (who all have different body-types and experience levels).

All in all I think it's going to be an interesting semester.

2) I have been considering quitting my job since before I got married. At that time I had been looking for a job to replace Hobby Lobby, but the only one I interviewed for never called me back. I later found out that the person they were interviewing me to replace decided not to quit so they didn't hire anyone for that one. *begin rant* More recently I've been critisized for minor stuff by my head manager. By minor I mean not having the return slip finished by the time he got to my register or not knowing what is on sale. I'm sorry but as it's the first day I worked since the sale began I'm not going to know every single item that is on sale. I do try to check but I can't see everything in one quick glance. Does he want me to move fast or does he want me to be overly cautious causing backups.

The final straw really had to do with requests off. In general a part-time cashier is always scheduled on Saturday. You can put in a request but if they are either consecutive there is no guarantee that you will get both weekends. My family has been planning on visiting my brother, Tarrith at the Kansas City Renaissance Faire (he's going to be one of the strolling characters) and when we set the date barely a week later I find out that John's high school reunion is the weekend before. I put the request in and this week when I checked the schedule yesterday I found out that he has scheduled me that weekend anyway. I had mentioned that I had given him a note telling him that I wouldn't be available either day and he said to me "it wouldn't be fair to give you two weeks off in a row." I didn't try to make it that way, it just happened that way. I guess I could back out of the family event but I was the one helping to organize this event and it would have been unfair to the rest of the people to back out on them, not to mention I haven't even seen my brother since my marriage (I rarely have the chance to see him and it's going to be even less since he lives in Kansas City now). At that point I let it slip that I was planning on putting my two weeks notice in siting my classes as the reason. After I got of work I was thinking "what have I done?" *end rant*

I already had backup plans. For the longest time I've wanted to volunteer at the new children's museum in town, but haven't been able to because of having to work on Saturdays when they need the help the most.

John doesn't have any problems with me quitting my job as long as I do something with my time. Volunteering at the children's museum would fill that requirement.

Travels, travels, and more travels...

John and I have been in Costa Rica for the last week for our honeymoon. We´ve got another two weeks to go. We´re currently getting ready to head out to La Fortuna and Volcano Arenal. I´m hoping to take a dip in one of the hot springs and maybe even climb through a cave! A couple of days back we visited Drake bay for two and a half days. We hiked through the only National Park in Costa Rica with primary rainforest (meaning the forest hadn´t been cut down for logging, plantations or anything like that). John ended up near heat exhaustion by the hiles end. It was a good thing we needed to hop on a boat to get in and out of Corcovado National Park from Drake Bay. I´ll be sure to set up an account with one of those photo services so that I can show you all the pictures (well, maybe a good deal of them) when I get back.

Running Around Like a Chicken with it's head cut off...

This week is going to be the craziest I've ever head. I need to get all of the house cleaned up and then clear out the garage, drive all around to pick up the last for my wedding outfit and get final number to give to the guys at the Rose Bed Inn. *sigh* This week is goung wayyyyy too fast.

I miss mom...

I'm going to go off of my usual fare of talking about links that I find interesting to mope a bit. Back in December 27, 2001 my mom passed away after a long battle with cancer. I had been working a long hard day at the Science Center and all I had wanted to do was take a nice, long bath and put my feet up. As soon as I got home I had seen the whole family there, including my Aunt susan (who was a nurse and had been in town for my grandma's 80th birthday) and everyone else. My dad took into the living room and pulled out a dining room chair and pulled out another one to sit right across from me. Then he told me. She had died around 10am while I was at work. They had said that they didn't want me to be bothered while there. I called my manager immediately therafter and let her know what happened and that I probably wouldn't be in for a little bit. She had told me to take all the time I needed. At the funeral I saw some old teachers who had been really close to us (one both my brother and I had at one time, she had always been there for our family despite mom's cancer coming about after she had been our teacher) and a few of my colleagues at work. One of them had met my parents before when I had been a volunteer in their gallery and had won an award.

Skipping ahead to this past week, I have been finding that without a mom beside you to help you guide the process of singlehood to marriage is an extremely rocky one. I have been way behind of getting everything together and there have been plenty of times that I wished I could call mom and ask her for some input on bouquets (which I know she could do, she used to work at Nettie's floral shop for a while) or to get her approval about the wedding dress. This mother's day has been the hardest one for me to deal with since my mom passed away. for ra long time it was just another day. This year mother's day is a reminder of just how hard it is not to have her here.

John and I have been discussing what we can do to memorialize her in the service and we have decided that we are going to have a chair marked off with some flowers on it and a note stating "En Memoriam: Jacqueline Bertha McComber-Buritsch" with a good picture of mom (maybe even her wedding picture).

Thought this was interesting...

A couple of days ago I head about a fellow blogger who is in the process of trading a paperclip for a house. The paperclip itself is not all that unique except it is red and was the paperclip he used to hold his resumes together. Among the trades is a clay doorknob with a funky face on it, a Coleman stove (which was later traded for a generator), and a recording contract for a a year in Phoenix (which is the current item to be traded).

The recording contract went to Jody Gnat, who apparently is someone wanting to break into the music scene. If you go to her site you'll have a chance to listen to her stuff. It's sort of like Ani DiFranco, but definitely also something different. She has the sort of voice that you can tell is not played with at all.

He even lets us, the readers, have input on what he decides he will pick...if he picks any of the options.

Go check it out it's interesting to say the least. I wonder how many people who are taking economics classes are discussing it. I know I hated my economics class but if we had had a case example like this I think it would have made for a more interesting class.

What Book are you?

No this is not some sort of online quiz. A couple of days ago I was watching "Farenheit 451" on the TCI channel and I got to thinking about the book people. They memorized and literally became the book. I tried to imagine what book in my library would I be so desperate about saving that I would search out these book people and become that book.

So I have a question to put to everyone, what book would you become?

Some Articles to consider and respond to..

It's been waaaay too long since I've updated this blog so I figured I'd post a few links to articles to consider.

Fly me to the moon...

This first is in regards to the space shuttles and their possible end. For many of the that don't know the shuttle was designed by Rockwell (a now defunct company which was bought out by Boeing Corp.) and the building of it was sub-contracted out to a number of companies from Boeing, the then McDonnell-Douglas (now a division of Boeing), and Lockheed Martin. This consortium is also the group that helps maintain the vehicles.

Because of this and contests such as The X-Prize there has been a number of various upstarts to try and upset the Big Two (since that seems to be all that is left of the flight companies that were competing for contests. One of these young rascals is Space Exploration Technologies Corporation (also known as Space X) However they are not welcomed into the spaceflight community with completely open arms it seems.

Where is the "upbeat generation?"

From reading this article it seems that all of the progress of the 60's seemed to have disappeared. What do you guys think?

Copyright issues

The final article has to do with Google's plan to scan all of the contents of the books that they find in libraries so that they can be searchable. This has caused a huge uproar in the publishing world for fairly good reasons. I'll try to keep posted on this.

Just a bit of "Dr. Who" Rambling

I have gotten hooked on a show that doesn't even show in the US. For those that have been in contact with me you know what I'm talking about. Thank the universe for Bittorrents. I would never have the opportunity to see Dr. Who at all except for the old series and while I liked what I saw of them (John downloaded some of them for me to see so that I could have some background info, I felt like I needed it) they can't hold a candle to the new series and Christopher Eccleston as The Doctor and Billie Piper as "Rose Tyler" his companion through the whole series. I am not looking forward to when The Doctor regenerates and David Tennant takes over. I guess I'll have to continue my fantasy in fan fics.

John recently called me obsessed about it. I can't help it. I hope to see Christopher Eccleston in more shows or movies.