Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Monday, September 29, 2008

I figured out a title: This post is more about race than it is about politics

For me, one of the favorable things about Barack Obama is that he's black. Half black, but black nonetheless. I've heard a lot of hullabaloo -- especially in the media -- that we really ought not let race play a factor in this election. Geraldine Ferraro was lambasted for suggesting that Obama's race was to his advantage in beating Clinton. But I agreed with her, as far as I understood her comments correctly. His ethnicity makes me more inclined to vote for him.

If we don't elect a black president this year, it will be a very, very long time before we ever elect a black president. Or a Chinese-American president, or a Jewish president, or a Mormon president and I could go on. The black cultural things about Obama make some people very nervous: his African-American church, for example, or the racially-charged thesis that his wife supposedly wrote at Princeton, or was it Yale?
1 There are way too many people, of all political parties, in this country who harbor biases that would prevent them from voting for an out-and-out black man. Still, in 2008.2 However, Obama is not an out-and-out black man and for that reason, he is the perfect vehicle to transition our country to accepting candidates of various backgrounds. He's half-white; he is tall and good-looking3; he grew up in Hawaii; he schooled in Ivy League; he eats arugula. Basically, he fits the profile described in Stuff White People Like. He is relate-able to lots of us around the country4. He could ease us into a new social era, presidentially speaking, and I think that's a favorable quality to his credit.


Am I racist against white people if I think being black is an asset? Um, no. Silly question.
Do I value the idea of electing a man of color so much that I disregard the issues and the positions of the candidates? Absolutely not.
Do I think it would help the image of the US abroad to have a minority in office? Yep!
Do I even care what people around the world think of the US? Sure do, a whole lot.
If I consider race as an asset for Obama, don't I have to allow other people the right to consider his being black a detriment? That's already happening, unfortunately, and there's nothing I can do to change that.
Am I absolutely positive that I will be voting for Obama? McCain was my man in 2000, and he's still my senator. I like the guy, not as much as I used to, but I could maybe possibly still be persuaded to vote for him if drastic things were to happen in the next few weeks. I won't be moving to New Zealand out of protest if he wins.5

I probably have more I want to say on this subject. I just can't remember it right now. Feel free to tell me what you think. Only, be nice, okay? Thanks.

FOOTNOTES
1 Google can't decide.
2 ditto for Chinese-Americans, Jews, Mormons. . . .
3 not that this is exclusive to white people, just that good-looking people are more readily embraced
4 as opposed to, say, Mitt Romney, who is only relate-able to rich people and Mormons
5 Although, man! How cool would it be to live in New Zealand!

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Watch this

Not to offend any of my Repub friends (ahem, Abby), but Sarah Palin is a train wreck. She's just. not. ready.

(Steve's offended.)


Okay, funny. I didn't think it was working when I tried to embed. But it was, and I'm leaving it. Lots of Sarah Palins for your viewing pleasure.

Friday, September 26, 2008

Love is a higher law

Is there anyone cooler in the world?



I love him. I love his music. And I love that he's using his fame to change the world. Bono for Secretary-General?



Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Maybe not the most responsible decision we've ever made

The world economy is in crisis. Our disposable money in the stock market (which really should not be there because we have pending plans for that money) is quickly being disposed of due to said crisis and falling markets. 

So what do Steve and I do? Book a tropical vacation for the family for the middle of January, that's what. Because who wants to be in Utah in January?

Our justification is thus:  a) Steve has to go anyway, so his ticket and hotel and rental car and food will be paid for.  b) It will be a giant Christmas present to give to the kids, therefore we will not buy them much of anything else.  c) Better spend the money before Wall Street blows it even more.  d) Who wants to be in Utah in January anyway?

Please do not tell our children. It is really going to be a Christmas surprise. 

I get so nervous after spending a lot of money. Yikes.


Wednesday, September 17, 2008

This did not happen in Phoenix

I really love our neighborhood. The people are highly educated, well-traveled, down-to-earth, accomplished, talented, faithful, knowledgeable about Hugo Chavez, neighborly, and really good gardeners. Some are famous. Some are Democrats.

These are all lovely things to be. But, neighborly and good gardeners are the attributes about which I wish to rejoice at this time. The last few months have been a boon to our big, yellow produce bowl that sits on the counter, and consequently, to our bellies, and also consequently, to our grocery budget. Our neighbors have most generously offered to us: blackberries, raspberries, strawberries, peaches, nectarines, apricots, zucchini, yellow squash, tomatoes, grapes, and corn. In abundance. It's really quite delicious and wonderful. 

Just tonight, as I was engrossed in a fierce match-up of Scramble because that's what I do and that's what I do best, the doorbell rang and the kids opened it to see a bag of squash and a lady getting into her car, yelling, "It's just the Vegetable Lady!" And off the Vegetable Lady went, surely out looking for other garden novices like us upon which to shower her zucchini. I have no idea who it was. 

If you come to our house for dinner, we will surely send our kids next door to get a small bowlful of blackberries for garnish on the cake, or to accent the fruit platter. While out there, the kids will surely put in their mouths three times as many as they bring back home and arrive back with sticky purple substances on their shirts and bare feet.

The neighborhood bounty has been an utter delight. The best thing.


Note: We have not yet ventured into gardening ourselves, but if you are ever in need of fresh mint and/or curly leaf parsley, please do not go spend real money on them at the store. Come to us. These are abundant in our backyard thanks to our home's previous owners, and we will gladly share. With you. If I get to call myself the Herb Lady.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

On why the internet is great

This weekend I have been sick, all around pretty miserable. In surfing around to find some answers, I came upon this very helpful medical advice. I hope it provides you with clarity and enlightenment, as it has for me.

{Neil, I'm counting on you to appreciate this.}

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Monday, September 08, 2008

Documentaries about nerds rock



I just watched Wordplay. If I had crushes on men other than my husband, I would have a little one on Will Shortz and his geeky crossword puzzle-ness.

It's funny that I don't enjoy crossword puzzles. I usually am very well suited for all things tedious, challenging, left-brained, and time-wasting. Plus, my mom and my dad like them*, which is not only an unusual occurrence, but should mean that I ought to be predisposed. I have no explanation.

*Other things that my mom and dad both like: board and card games (I like), eating out (I always like), movies (not necessarily my favorite), and Abby (everybody likes!)

Update: Steve just offered to memorize all the two-letter words in the dictionary. Who needs geeky crossword puzzle guys when I have Steve? I'll stay true, after all.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Pornography is vile



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Iser the (anything but a) Miser










It just occurred to me that since Steve bought a nice camera, why am I guilting myself into taking the kids on their birthdays to Target Photo Studios with the fake crappy backgrounds and forced smiles? I loathe taking my kids in to get their "professional" photos done and always put it off until well after their birthdays that I want to document. So no more.

Isaac is 5 today, so we went outside for a photo shoot. Someday I'll learn how to take pictures, but here are some decently cute ones with classic Isaac facial expressions.






I spy: freckles, beautiful brown eyes, thick and curly hair, nicely-spaced itty bitty teeth, the obligatory Spiderweb pose, and his two favorite presents (a feather hat and a cardboard boomerang that he'll "always use" which were made by his sometimes-nemesis-sometimes-kind-older-brother Aaron*)

*We are actively promoting the kind older brother version of Aaron, and so it's okay that Isaac was more excited about the homemade gifts than about the ones we spent real money on. Yay for brothers who like each other at least some of the time!

Please note: The last picture is his "thinking about Jesus" pose. Convincing?