Monday, September 14, 2015
Tuesday, July 14, 2015
Just when I needed it most, great-niece Maddy had her 4th birthday bash. There is nothing like a bunch of 4- and 5-year old girls hyped up on sugar and My Little Pony to bring one out of an existential funk. These small people took the work of having fun so very seriously, too. There is a lesson there, and a reminder that we old fogies need to do all we can to make the world a better place for the generations that follow.
And enough with the goddamn standardized testing already.
Posted by intelliwench at 7/14/2015 05:38:00 AM
Tuesday, July 7, 2015
|Woman with Umbrella, Robert Delaunay|
Other demands on my time and energy are occuring on the home front, too. For a while now my mother has been dealing with chronic nerve pain, and one by one we've been exhausting all options but surgery. We're still looking for that "magic pill" that will deliver relief and a means to a better quality of life. When you live in the middle of freaking nowhere, though, the journey to health is a literal one, driving more than an hour to the town where the brain and spine and orthopedic specialists are. It's been another kind of adventure, too, realizing that my mother doesn't or doesn't want to hear what the doctors have to say -- "If I don't hear what is wrong with me, I don't have to admit I'm unwell," she has basically said. This caregiving has become an intricate dance that I am trying to learn. It is inevitable that I will step on some toes, miss some beats, never seem to perfect. I never was a good dancer, though . . .
A while back I made the observation that there are 2 funeral homes within walking distance of my house, but I have to drive 25 miles to buy a bottle of wine -- or clothes, for that matter. So while Bubbaville may be a good place to die, it's a shitty place to live, even under the best of circumstances. My plan to move away, though, is on hold until the thing that I can't articulate -- you know, THAT thing -- comes to pass.
I'd better stock up on wine.
Posted by intelliwench at 7/07/2015 07:05:00 AM
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Bravo to the US Supreme Court for yesterday's decision making marriage equality the law of the land. I won't even let the fact that it was a narrow victory temper my happiness. For those gnashers and wailers who believe that the end times are upon us, I would say, I hope so. I hope the end of hate and bigotry and injustice is near.
Now, on to the next battle. Battles.
Posted by intelliwench at 6/27/2015 08:19:00 AM
Monday, May 25, 2015
Saturday, May 23, 2015
Sometimes you just can't tell if the storm clouds are heading your way, or if they've already moved past. Your perspective is limited, so that even if you can see which way the winds are blowing, your view of the larger landscape is blocked -- by something -- and there's no way of telling if the clear space is just a break in the clouds, or how long it's going to last.
But go ahead and enjoy the sun anyway, because it's here now, and that's the only guarantee there is.
Posted by intelliwench at 5/23/2015 08:47:00 AM
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
Monday, March 9, 2015
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Some Wienerdog Wednesday silliness as I captured Scooter Pie exercising her right to lick everything in sight. Uninformed visitors might mistakenly believe that our floors, furniture, and appendages are covered in some sort of savory canine treat, judging from the way Scooter Pie goes around with her nose to the ground and her tongue rendering every available surface soggy with doggy drool. It's probably intellikid's fault, since she complained that our previous dog didn't give "kisses." Be careful what you wish for . . . .
Posted by intelliwench at 1/28/2015 10:15:00 AM
Thursday, January 8, 2015
|Artist: Kazuyuki Ohtsu|
But you can't always get what you want and, if I may paraphrase the lyric, sometimes you shouldn't even try to get what you think you need. Misplaced idealism that seeks to silence opposing voices at gunpoint is not something anybody needs.
Posted by intelliwench at 1/08/2015 04:28:00 PM