Confessions of a Liberal

Dear Conservative In-Laws,

I just want to state for the record that college did make me liberal, but not for the reasons you may have been told. College didn’t brainwash me. It opened my eyes.

I learned a lot about history, language, and literature, but I also learned a lot about people. I met people from all around the country and all around the globe. They had different skin tones and practiced different religions (or none at all), and some had different sexual orientations.

I liked some of the people I met and disliked others, but how I felt about them had little to do with how they looked, where they were from, which god they worshiped, or whom they slept with. It was all about personality. When we talked, we didn’t always agree, but we listened to each other and came to respect each other’s opinions. I learned as much from them as I did from my college classes.

We live in a big world, and there are so many thoughts to think and ways to be and things to do that you couldn’t describe every combination if you had a thousand years in which to try. This diversity is not a bad thing. It’s actually really cool.

And all the people of the world are going about their days, trying to make lives for themselves in whatever ways feels right to them, just as you are. However different we may seem, we are all human beings. We are all equally deserving of Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness.

I was not coerced or led blindly into being a liberal, but even if I had been, I’d say it was for the good. The word “liberal” means “broad-minded,” and broad-mindedness is a worthy goal. How can you stake any claim to intelligence if you’re not willing to learn new things? And how can you learn anything if you mind isn’t open to it? You don’t have to go to college to be intelligent or knowledgeable, but you do have to be open to learning.

So don’t hate liberals. Join us instead.

Sincerely,

Your Liberal In-Law

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Good Point

Yesterday I picked Marshall up from his final computer boot camp class. I gave him the option of going to day camp for the rest of the day or coming home with me. He wanted to stay with me, but he didn’t want to go home. He suggested we get lunch together. I said, “I don’t know, Marshall. I really ought to get back to work.” He said, “What’s more important, work or spending time with your family?”

The kid made a good point, so we had lunch together 🙂

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Surface Thoughts

I’m supposed to sit myself down every morning and write about whatever is on my mind, be it family or work or politics. The purpose of the writing is to clear out the surface thoughts and prepare the mind to face the day. It works wonders. Really, it does. I wholeheartedly recommend the practice.

The only problem, for me, is that I usually forget. If I were to believe the creativity guru from whom I got the idea, then there would be no making up for it. According to her, this writing has to be done first thing in the morning, and it has to be done in a certain amount and written on a certain kind of paper. Her rigid rules seem very much at odds with the point of the exercise, which is to be creative.  So I don’t always follow all of the rules. I don’t think I ever could.

This morning, my main surface thought is “I really ought to write on my blog more often, especially given how expensive it is.” So I’m breaking all the rules today. I’m writing later in the morning rather than first thing (gasp!) and on the computer (egads!), and I’m going to post the writing rather than throw it away (horrors!). My other surface thoughts will have to wait, though, as I have run out of time. Good-bye!

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Won It!

Today I hit the 50K mark on my novel. Finally! So I’ve won NaNoWriMo, just a little late (which is to be expected, since I’m hardly ever on time for anything).

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SITY: A Bit of Local Color

It’s true that our summer New England wildlife isn’t as colorful as what they have in some places, such as the tropics. Still, we’ve got a lot of color here. You just have to look a little closer to find it.

Green on Green

I don’t know what kind of fly that is, but wow, it’s green!

Hey, Blue!

Why do dragonflies come in so many colors? I don’t know. But they are all gorgeous.

Wild Yellow

This yellow flower is totally weedy, but also quite striking.

Underappreciated Purple

Poor purple clover doesn’t get the adoration that it deserves. It’s pretty, and insects love it. As a child, I used to pull the purple parts out and suck the nectar from them. Very sweet. It’s still one of my favorite flowers.

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I Heart Palindromes (and My Car)

An interesting number came up on my odometer this week:

Palindromes are awesome. And given all the trouble I’ve had with my car lately, and how close I came to replacing it, I’m happy to see it reach this high number. I hope to see this odometer hit many more interesting numbers.

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SITY: Wild Berries

Our yard is a mess, and we need to do some landscaping. So I asked myself, what should I think about planting around the edges of the yard? As if in answer, I found these.

Clearly we ought to have black raspberries growing in our yard. These wild plants are nice, but they produce small, seedy fruit on wickedly thorny canes. Perhaps we could find a cultivated variety that would grow just as well here but produce bigger fruit and fewer thorns.

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Today’s Highlights

  • I got up early enough this morning to pack Livia a lunch for her field trip and to coat her in sunscreen before she left. Whew!
  • After the kids left, I remembered to write my Morning Pages, and I could feel the stress and irritation bleed off as I was writing.
  • In the afternoon my husband and I washed our first load of dishes in our new dishwasher. The dishwasher is so much fancier and quieter than our old one. I think I might be in love.
  • While we were loading the dishwasher, we questioned the way we put the dishes in. We’ve always put glasses between the tines, but what if you’re really supposed to (as so many people do) put them over the tines? A quick search on the Internet verified that we’re right. Hooray! It would totally bug me to find out that I’d been doing it wrong for years.
  • The green bees were out in big numbers again today. So beautiful!
  • I played my piano. My repertoire is shaping up. It’s not quite where I want it yet, but I’ve made progress.
  • The only downside to the day was that work didn’t go so well. But, since work usually gets more time and energy and attention than anything else in my life, boo-hoo. I’ll more than make up for it next week.
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My Life This Week

1. My dishwasher has been out of commission for several days. The stack of unwashed dishes keeps growing, and I’m going a little crazy. It’s not that we can’t hand-wash our dishes (obviously I’ve had to wash some of them), but we’re not really set up for it anymore. So we’ve been ordering a lot of takeout and eating off of paper plates. It’s funny to remember how my younger self resisted using a dishwasher and only learned how to because the boyfriend (now husband) was so keen on it. Now I hardly know how to manage without it.

2. Yesterday I got up early, got dressed, drove down to the Dunkin’ Donuts, and bought some donuts and muffins. It felt good to be out and about and wearing real clothes. The kids enjoyed their special breakfast. But the best part of it was breaking my daily routine.

3. I took all the novel-related writing from my tree journal and put it into Scrivener. I now have 44K words, most of which won’t go into the novel. Either I’m cleverly crafting the foundation of the novel by focusing on the characters and the setting, or I’m cleverly avoiding doing any real writing. I’m not sure which it is. Or maybe it’s both? I guess time will tell.

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More Ways Than One

I said the other day that I liked to watch all of the flying insects in my yard. That’s not technically accurate. I do not like mosquitoes, and I particularly dislike them when they come into my home to bite me. They congregate around the house, waiting for us to open the door. The moment we do, they swoop in. It pisses me off. I don’t want to kill them, but they leave me no choice. I do feel a brief thrill of victory when I clap one out of the air, but I don’t get to enjoy it, because it’s immediately followed by the realization that I have mosquito guts on my hands. Ew. Mosquitoes suck in more ways than one.

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