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I was wondering if any locals need some dirt from our latest DIY fence project?

Weekly Goals

Last week's goals:
#1 - Swim three times. (I only went once due to the monthly menace and, yesterday, too much running around to make up for no car all week.)
#2 - No alcohol. (I drank 1 -2 beers nearly every night this week.)
#3 - Finish sorting through clothing (yes, that means trying on ALL those bras!). (I did this AND took in donations yesterday.)
#4 - Sort and clean the first and second stories. (Still working on it, but progress has definitely been made. I even cleaned that damnable oven.)
#5 - Stitch computer chair cover. (Too busy doing other stuff.)

This week's goals:
#1 - Take in the car for the third and, please god, final time.
#2 - Finish cleaning
#3 - Cut James' hair and have James cut mine.
#4 - Swim three times.
#5 - Get as much party prep done as possible on Thursday morning, to allow for an enjoyable Thursday birthday do-over for James and a relaxed Friday.

Weekly Goals

Last week's goals:
#1 - Since I am feeling better, I should be able to swim three times this week. (Nope. I was able to swim once before my previously congested inner ears started tossing crystals about and gave me a major case of vertigo, which would have NOT have been safe.)
#2 - Keep sweets to a choccie a day max and alcohol to a 3 drink a week max. (I drank a bottle of wine over two nights and had three beers another night as well as one Boston Creme doughnut and two chocolates, so not so much.)
#3 - Continue sorting and purging. (I did so for two days until the vertigo made bending over or reaching up quite wretched.)
#4 - Clean that oven on a warm day. (Nope, see vertigo.)
#5 - Take in donations to Goodwill. (No, because I am not finished purging and the only day our car was not in the shop was Saturday, when it stormed all day and the home football game made leaving very trying.)

This week's goals:
(Okay, so after some Eppley Maneuvers and time, the vertigo it gone. However, I had to return the car to the shop, so my mobility is up in the air.)
#1 - Swim three times.
#2 - No alcohol.
#3 - Finish sorting through clothing (yes, that means trying on ALL those bras!).
#4 - Sort and clean the first and second stories.
#5 - Stitch computer chair cover.

Goals for October 7 - 13

Last week's goals:
#1 - Swim three times this week. (Nope, bronchitis ensured that I was not able to swim once.)
#2 - Analyze Sep Body Journal and make some notes for future reference as well as creating and starting to fill in the Oct Body Journal. (Done.)
#3 - Start on a needed Sort, Purge, and Organize. (I did.)
#4 - See the eye doctor.(Yep.)
#5 - Make hush-hush plans for James' birthday.(Unless those plans were to give him my illness, not so much. Poor sickie baby: ()

This week's goals:
#1 - Since I am feeling better, I should be able to swim three times this week.
#2 - Keep sweets to a choccie a day max and alcohol to a 3 drink a week max.
#3 - Continue sorting and purging.
#4 - Clean that oven on a warm day.
#5 - Take in donations to Goodwill.

WEEKLY GOAL POST SEP 30 - OCT 6

Last week's goals:

#1 - Swim four times this week. (Nope, I was able to swim only once because of migraine and viral invasion.)
#2 - Make Body Journal entries at least twice every day. (Check!)
#3 - Clean that oven (nose wrinkle). (Not likely, see #1.)
#4 - Evaluate cool weather clothing and donate unwanted items. (The evaluation is complete but I forgot the bag at home the only time I was out and about this week.)
#5 - Make the effort to lose another pound to make it a total of 20 before the 1st of Oct. (Make that an additional 1.6 lbs!)

Okay, so this was not the most productive, successful, or, pleasant week. I am, if anything, sicker now than I was during the last week, so I am scaling back my goals a bit.

#1 - Swim three times this week.
#2 - Analyze Sep Body Journal and make some notes for future reference as well as creating and starting to fill in the Oct Body Journal.
#3 - Start on a needed Sort, Purge, and Organize.
#4 - See the eye doctor.
#5 - Make hush-hush plans for James' birthday.

WEEKLY GOAL POST SEP 23 -29

So, how did I do on my first goal posts?

#1 - Swim three times this week. (Check.)
#2 - If the inflamed, congested ears are still a problem on Mon, bite the bullet, and make an appt with an ENT.(I did, first thing on Monday morning. I didn't actually find out what was wrong but I learned that it wasn't infected, which was my only real worry. I feel better now.)
#3 - Handle the highway/city rush hour driving that is unfamiliar and more than a little intimidating after all these years. (I was fine, although I did avoid much of the craziness because I had to get off in the exurbs because of a bad accident.)
#4 - Manage this focus group with aplomb. (Despite managing to relax, I was seated beneath a failing fluorescent light that, in combo with the monthly Red Menace, brought on a nasty migraine. After five miserable hours, I ended up going home.)
#5 - Make full daily entries in My Body Journal. (I did.)

I would give myself 4, maybe 4 1/2 out of 5 for the week.

This week's goals:

#1 - Swim four times this week.
#2 - Make Body Journal entries at least twice every day.
#3 - Clean that oven (nose wrinkle).
#4 - Evaluate cool weather clothing and donate unwanted items.
#5 - Make the effort to lose another pound to make it a total of 20 before the 1st of Oct.

I worry.

I was just thinking about the way telecommunication connectivity has affected our social interactions, and, therefore, our identities. I was thinking, in particular, of a couple of issues that I have seen pop up time and time again. You don't have to spend much time in any social media venue before you encounter people who have a profound need to be seen as exceptional as well as many more who are striving to conform to a chosen subculture or belief system. I've actually encountered a surprising number of people who fit both descriptions. I suppose that this does make a certain amount of sense, given that they are really opposite sides of the same social identity coin and we humans do seem prone to internal contradictions.

Of course, none of this is new, but I do wonder and worry about the effect of the internet on the healthy development and expression of social identity. After all, if someone has an audience of hundreds or thousands, they can get a lot of reinforcement and even financial rewards for portraying themselves as The Most Extraordinarily Remarkably Special One Ever even if that means pretense, exaggeration, or outright lies. I have no doubt that everyone reading this knows what I mean and could give multiple examples from their own online experiences.

Social media, in particular, also provides us with the opportunity to form groups based upon common interests, beliefs, or challenges. Don't get me wrong; just like friendships in person, they can provide support for individual growth, give us strength during hard times, and act as third party sounding boards for our ideas. However, it is easy to see what can happen when like-mindedness becomes same-mindedness with little tolerance for questioning or dissent. The circle gets smaller and tighter until it only includes those who are willing to accept the opinions, beliefs, and practices of The Group as their own. The members who remain are those who are willing to conform to the laundry lists of rules and expectations of what constitutes Our Way of Thinking. Any violation of these will lead to censure or expulsion. If the common thread that ties the group together is also one of those that stitches together a person's own identity, rejection can take a scissors to that as well. I suspect quite a few of you have encountered group dynamics like these over the years. I know I have and sometimes it was in the most surprising of communities.

Most of the time, however, the effect is more that of simplistic, black-and-white groupthink. I am sure we've all seen just how immediate and clearly delineated by group membership the responses to any controversy tend to be these days. For a large-scale example, consider the various reactions to the deaths of Trayvon Martin or Shaima Alawadi. Between the news media and social media, the rushes to judgement were veritable stampedes!

I worry. I worry because we humans have the ability create a tool and then turn it into a weapon to be used against ourselves and others and our telecommunication connectivity is one powerful tool. I worry because our natural inclinations to strive for status as well as belonging have caused us so much of the trouble we've seen.

I just worry.

Girl Power and Pride!

Sometimes, when I hear or read a decrial of sexism, I sense a certain internalized misogyny, a greater value placed on that which is traditionally seen as "masculine" than that which is seen a"feminine". Previously, I have discussed this in relationships to "women's work", but, I have to say, I find this particularly worrisome when these value judgements are placed upon girls. Pushing gender stereotypes on children is wrong but so is keeping them from what brings them joy.

I find no shame in being or seeming "girly". I am proud that my Inner Girl is alive and well and still delights in all the loveliness she found in the world when I was very young. I still love flowers and jewelry, feeling the wind in my long hair, scented bath products, and having a bit of pink in the lining of my black trench coat.

As a girl, I played with trucks as well as tea sets. I played a mean game of field hockey but I was also a devoted mommy to my dollies and stuffies and made beds with coverlets and pillows for them all. I loved tales of fairies and pirates and drew pictures of queens and cowboys(and, in one case, Herbert Hoover; ).

I combined Legos with blocks, Lincoln Logs, Playschool buildings, Matchbox cars, and and anything else I could find to create little villages where my imagination could live.

I collected rocks, marbles, scarves, and tiny bottles of perfume.

I chose a pink and purple bike with iridescent butterflies with which to race the boys in my neighborhood. And I often won!

I felt free to be me and I never felt inferior to any boy and THAT is what I wish for girls everywhere.
At what age did you stop believing in Santa?


I never did in the first place. For me, it was just another fairy tale.

Writer's Block: Chicken soup

What is your cure for the common cold?


There really isn't a cure but time, but I do like to spritz Mediterranean Sea water
http://www.sterimar.com/en/nasal-family-solutions.php
up my nose for congestion relief.I also drink lots of hot chamomile and rose hip tea, and sleep as much as humanly possible.