This is the category where you’ll find things relating to American life — usually with my own personal opinion or slant. Make no mistake, while I often mock America and Americans, I still love my country and could not ever be anything but American. I just like to be sarcastic and satirical. Or something like that.
Growing up, I have always felt more masculine than feminine, and numerous personality tests I have taken over the years have showed me skewing more toward testosterone tendencies than estrogen (but whether that’s a reflection of my personal perception of myself or reality is another question entirely). I cannot recall ever being distraught by this. However, finding my role in society and, in my relationship with Randy, has taken more time and been more difficult. And as my priorities and goals shift more toward building my own successful family, I find these questions to find their way more to the forefront than before.
Read more of this article.Wednesday night at a small college group gathering that has been taking place long before election night, we gathered and talked about the election, and more specifically: What exactly does “change” mean? That was never clear to me throughout Barack Obama’s campaign, to be 100% honest. But, hearing his victory speech, this segment stuck out to me the most:
Read more of this article.Yes we can. In the wake of election night, I find myself a mixture of joyous and somber — two feelings that admittedly don’t “go together.” And I feel the first thing I should address is my somber emotion. I am somber because I am sorry. Sorry for how rash I was the day after Bush Jr’s re-election four years ago. I realize now, I like to think mostly because of my age, that insulting a president-elect in the days immediately following an election does not insult the man so much as it insults his supporters, and, more importantly — your fellow citizens. I am sorry for doing my part in that terribly immature practice four years ago, and I just hope that we are better than that today.
Read more of this article.The first results are coming in, and so far they are no surprise. The real excitement of the night comes later, when battleground states come down to the wire. But, as I sit here watching votes stream in (including, for the first time, my own), I find myself pondering my life in terms of Presidential terms.
Read more of this article.This post is a little late, but I’ve been trying to decide the best angle to approach it from, what specific facet of this major event I wanted to discuss. I’m still not sure, to be entirely honest. But let’s lay it all on the table now before I ramble myself into a hole: I’m engaged. Last weekend Randy and I went up to Bellingham to check out some potential wedding venues. Saturday, between two venues and while looking for crabs at a waterfront park, Randy hid the ring beneath one, and after flipping it over on the pretense of looking for crabs, seeing two and asking, “Why did you have me flip this rock over,” then looking once more to see the ring as he moved to his knee, I found my jaw agape.
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