Old windows
As I look at my front yard from inside I see the garden and children on scooters growing. I blur.
As I look at my front yard from inside I see the garden and children on scooters growing. I blur.
I am that. In a bad way. And to my disgust. OK, not disgust, but certainly embarrassment, because I like to think (pretend?) I am above this sort of undesirable behavior. Anyways . . . , right, about superficiality and snobbery.It has started. This summer is going to be a busy one for us, with a newly almost one year old who wants to move everywhere, grandparents visiting, and a new technical editing course starting for me. Not to mention…
There has been a lot of talk in the blogosphere about how unrealistic are the images of ourselves we present on the Internet. The same discussion take place around Facebook, about how much happier other people seem on social media and how much misery upon self-reflection and comparison that creates in their "friends". Facebook is another can of ridiculous worms altogether though. Blogs are windows into the lives of people we don't know but who are in some way or another interesting to us. At least this is the surface of things.We often discuss in my house about our values and how we ascribe value based on general cultural predetermination, our own pleasure-seeking mind, our desire to show off a status, etc. It can be a heavy discussion, but here, today,…
Another religious leader has been accused as having abused women looking up to him for spiritual guidance. Another woman has been killed because of religious precepts. And yet another woman is waiting in prison to be executed because of religious…
This weeks has passed very rapidly. I barely had time to notice it and Thursday was here and I hadn’t even thought of a post to publish here. I have been busy, trying to make a plan for the next…
Because I am having to clean out my closets in preparation for grandparents arriving to spend some time with us during the summer and in a general effort to reduce and give away for others to reuse. So it’s high…
You know the feeling when you think you’re having a brilliant idea that is so original and so perfect it sends shudders through your spine? And then you find out that many other people have had that same thought much…