What a week this was! I'm pretty sure that it should be Monday, but here it is Friday night. How did that happen? Halloween is over now, so what do I do with 5 pounds of extra candy? Did all of our neighbor kids move? I guess they were all at the mall-crawl. Oh well....
So I had a breakthrough of sorts today, with our weird, scrawny little stray cat. I'll take a pic and post it for you. He/She (can't get close enough to tell) is a fairly young looking dirty little calico cat with some serious issues. We've all been bitten, and she growls and hisses continually, yet doesn't leave. I called the animal control folks, who informed me that Teller County has no cat ordinance. That means they won't help me. I called the Shelter, they informed me that unless I want to capture it, bring it in, and lie to them about not wanting it any more, they can't accept it. Besides, who would adopt it? It's a no-kill shelter, so I would be sentencing it to a long life in a small cage. That would be bad. Anyway, back to my breakthrough....
I sat out on the porch today, because it was a spectacular day, and hand fed this poor creature kitty crunchies by hand until he was purring and rubbing on my hand. I still got bit, but it was definitely an improvement. Did I mention he stands at the door, day and night, hoping for food. What can I say.... I'm weak.
I guess I should be going to bed soon. I have to get up at the crack of dawn and drive Dane down to his last scuba diving class! Yay! He's so stoked about this.... He seems to be doing really well, too. It's sad though, because its an all day class. I'll need to find something to do all day. Shopping comes right to mind.
Maybe I'll go by and visit with the new mama-to-be! That would be fun! I went by the other day, but she was leaving for a nail appointment. Bummer. Maybe we can do lunch. I wonder if she's back from her game in Texas? Have I mentioned how proud I am of her?
Well, it's crowding midnight, so I'll leave here. ttfn, and I'll write back soon!
Friday, October 31, 2008
I've just gotta get this off of my chest....
I don't particularly like getting into political discussions, but ..... wait!.... this isn't really a discussion, because it's all one-sided now, isn't it. Sweet. I can say what I want. For those of you who aren't politically minded, stop reading now, and I'll get on to something lighter later.....
I have been hearing for weeks, and reading for months, and talked to people for I-don't-know-how-long, and I keep getting the same sick feeling every time I hear this. I wish I could just get over it, but.... what can I say... I can't.
Dane came home from school the other day, and after an extensive conversation about the faux election they had in middle school, asked me this question.... "Do you suppose if Obama gets elected they will stop calling him 'African-American?" He asked me that because, technically, as an African American he isn't eligible to be president of this country. He must be an American. Everybody knows that - including middle school kids (guess they teach them something after all!). Thats why Arnold can never be the Prez, since he's Austrian.
Here's the issue... I've never once heard John McCain referred to as an Irish-American, (or whatever country the McCain name originated in). I've heard him called a brave American, a heroic American, and even a great American, but never a hyphenated American.
Apparently it has something to do with Obama's tan.
He was born in America, granted it was a palm tree ridden, sun shiny, paradise-like America, but America nonetheless. Why can't he just be an American? When my ancestors came here from Norway and Prussia, they came to find a better life. I hope that they think they found it. They didn't do it that long ago, though, and I'm only a 3rd generation American. Nobody has ever called me anything hyphenated.
I'm fairly certain that the skin color issue is a self-perpetuating idea that will only go away when we quit seeing it. I remember when we would give strange looks to male nurses, or male teachers, or female construction workers. After a while we got used to it, and it went away. Why is this not going away? I think it's because we, or possibly just the media, want to prove that all of the folks with differences are treated just the same, differences and all. Here's why I think that.....
Several years ago I was watching an ice skating championship, possibly even the Olympics, and Kristi Yamaguchi had just won the event. The press immediately stuck microphones in her face and asked this question.... "Tell us Kristi.... what does it feel like to be the first ever Japanese-American champion in this sport?" Her response will never leave me. She said that she was a 7th generation Californian. At what point does she get to just be an American? Good question.
It's sort of like women though, in that it wasn't that long ago when women were considered chattel property and could be killed for a good reason. A slave couldn't be killed, but a wife could. Hhmmmm..... So flash forward to 2008, when women are about 50% of the population, and a huge portion of women work outside the home. A big percentage of them work in professional fields and are extremely well educated and intelligent. Why are they not leaders? The polls all show that the public is willing to accept women as leaders yet we rank 69th in the world ranks for women leaders (below North Korea and Iraq!). I guess I will spend my life empowering people to do what they can to cause change.
Here's a thought to leave you with.... "Those who have the ability to help, have the responsibility to do so."
Now cut back to my comment from Dane..... "My answer to his question about the African-American term (see the beginning of this rant) was simple. I said 'it probably won't end in my lifetime, but if you work really hard, maybe in yours.'
I have been hearing for weeks, and reading for months, and talked to people for I-don't-know-how-long, and I keep getting the same sick feeling every time I hear this. I wish I could just get over it, but.... what can I say... I can't.
Dane came home from school the other day, and after an extensive conversation about the faux election they had in middle school, asked me this question.... "Do you suppose if Obama gets elected they will stop calling him 'African-American?" He asked me that because, technically, as an African American he isn't eligible to be president of this country. He must be an American. Everybody knows that - including middle school kids (guess they teach them something after all!). Thats why Arnold can never be the Prez, since he's Austrian.
Here's the issue... I've never once heard John McCain referred to as an Irish-American, (or whatever country the McCain name originated in). I've heard him called a brave American, a heroic American, and even a great American, but never a hyphenated American.
Apparently it has something to do with Obama's tan.
He was born in America, granted it was a palm tree ridden, sun shiny, paradise-like America, but America nonetheless. Why can't he just be an American? When my ancestors came here from Norway and Prussia, they came to find a better life. I hope that they think they found it. They didn't do it that long ago, though, and I'm only a 3rd generation American. Nobody has ever called me anything hyphenated.
I'm fairly certain that the skin color issue is a self-perpetuating idea that will only go away when we quit seeing it. I remember when we would give strange looks to male nurses, or male teachers, or female construction workers. After a while we got used to it, and it went away. Why is this not going away? I think it's because we, or possibly just the media, want to prove that all of the folks with differences are treated just the same, differences and all. Here's why I think that.....
Several years ago I was watching an ice skating championship, possibly even the Olympics, and Kristi Yamaguchi had just won the event. The press immediately stuck microphones in her face and asked this question.... "Tell us Kristi.... what does it feel like to be the first ever Japanese-American champion in this sport?" Her response will never leave me. She said that she was a 7th generation Californian. At what point does she get to just be an American? Good question.
It's sort of like women though, in that it wasn't that long ago when women were considered chattel property and could be killed for a good reason. A slave couldn't be killed, but a wife could. Hhmmmm..... So flash forward to 2008, when women are about 50% of the population, and a huge portion of women work outside the home. A big percentage of them work in professional fields and are extremely well educated and intelligent. Why are they not leaders? The polls all show that the public is willing to accept women as leaders yet we rank 69th in the world ranks for women leaders (below North Korea and Iraq!). I guess I will spend my life empowering people to do what they can to cause change.
Here's a thought to leave you with.... "Those who have the ability to help, have the responsibility to do so."
Now cut back to my comment from Dane..... "My answer to his question about the African-American term (see the beginning of this rant) was simple. I said 'it probably won't end in my lifetime, but if you work really hard, maybe in yours.'
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Another one in the record books.... phew.....
What a relief! The convention is finally over.... yay! I really enjoy them, but I am totally exhausted. The Colorado Association of Realtors annual convention at the Broadmoor ended with the Board of Directors (which I am one of) meeting that lasted until 12 ish. Right after that I got to have lunch with my Crystal! I always love having lunch with her, and it used to be a regular event. I guess life has gotten in the way for both of us. What a wonderful day we had. I have wondered for weeks what the problem was, because she was always to distant. Now I know! For those of you reading this who 'get it'..... yay! I am so excited for all of us. More on this later, once everybody has had the chance to hear it from somebody besides me.
So, after many evenings of working on my speech, I think it went off without a hitch. I tried really hard to not offend anybody, and to cover all of the issues I wanted to cover. Tadd said it was good, so did George, but they're prejudiced towards me. Hope it was good. Now I am officially the State President of the Women's Council of Realtors. When I talked to Robbie right after the installation, (my predecessor) she asked if I would meet her in the parking garage. I was puzzled, but went anyway. Now I am the proud caretaker of 'the boxes' which are apparently the past propaganda, finances and paperwork for the past umpteen years of WCR. Oh boy. I have since learned that every president since Roosevelt (kidding....) has carried these boxes around with them. I don't know what's in them, but it must be mission-critical or we wouldn't carry them from year to year, right?! Oh well, some evening this winter when I'm bored I will go through them.
On a fun note... I stopped at the dive shop this afternoon, before lunch with my Tootsie, and picked up Dane's Jr Open Water package. He's really stressed about getting the book work done by the weekend, but I know he's excited too. His classroom stuff is this weekend and next, and his open water testing will bein Cozumel in November. Yay! How exciting!
I'm dead-dog tired, and trying to decide who's cooking dinner tonight (because it's clearly not going to be me). I think either Pizza Hut or Quizno's. hhmmmm....... Tough call. I'll leave now, and let you know tomorrow.
Thought for the day..... Never underestimate the power of one person to make a difference in this world.
So, after many evenings of working on my speech, I think it went off without a hitch. I tried really hard to not offend anybody, and to cover all of the issues I wanted to cover. Tadd said it was good, so did George, but they're prejudiced towards me. Hope it was good. Now I am officially the State President of the Women's Council of Realtors. When I talked to Robbie right after the installation, (my predecessor) she asked if I would meet her in the parking garage. I was puzzled, but went anyway. Now I am the proud caretaker of 'the boxes' which are apparently the past propaganda, finances and paperwork for the past umpteen years of WCR. Oh boy. I have since learned that every president since Roosevelt (kidding....) has carried these boxes around with them. I don't know what's in them, but it must be mission-critical or we wouldn't carry them from year to year, right?! Oh well, some evening this winter when I'm bored I will go through them.
On a fun note... I stopped at the dive shop this afternoon, before lunch with my Tootsie, and picked up Dane's Jr Open Water package. He's really stressed about getting the book work done by the weekend, but I know he's excited too. His classroom stuff is this weekend and next, and his open water testing will bein Cozumel in November. Yay! How exciting!
I'm dead-dog tired, and trying to decide who's cooking dinner tonight (because it's clearly not going to be me). I think either Pizza Hut or Quizno's. hhmmmm....... Tough call. I'll leave now, and let you know tomorrow.
Thought for the day..... Never underestimate the power of one person to make a difference in this world.
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