Monthly Archives: May 2017

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1. Welcome To The Anti-Racism Movement — Here’s What You’ve Missed by Ijeoma Oluo. Another great read from Ijeoma is I’m So Tired of Being Told that my Fat Body is Going to Kill Me.

2. Stinginess in the connection economy from Seth Godin. This makes me think of that great quote, “When you have more than you need, build a longer table not a higher fence.”

3. Is There a Mindfulness Bubble Waiting to Burst? An interesting article.

4. Recipes I want to try: Burrito Samosas (which Eric called “Samosadillas” after I said the recipe was like if a quesadilla and a samosa had a baby), and Crusty Baked Shells and Cauliflower, and Chopped Kale Power Salad with Lemon Tahini Dressing, and Veggie Spring Rolls with Kamikoto, and Apple Fritter Bread.

5. Casa Patas, Flamenco en Vivo #277, a really great video of some amazing (and some tiny) dancers.

6. The Personal-Essay Boom is Over from The New Yorker.

7. SeaWorld Sent Salon Talk Baby VIP Tickets Because She Deserves It.

8. This Gecko Can’t Stop Smiling When He’s Around His Toy Gecko, And Their Pics Will Make Your Day.

9. ‘Disgusted’ Women, Minorities Criticize Viral Atlantic Story ‘My Family’s Slave’, and 3 Must-Read Reactions to Alex Tizon’s ‘My Family’s Slave’ Essay. In related news, the original article, My Family’s Slave.

10. This Website Lets You Travel Around The World If You Agree To Take Care Of Other People’s Pets.

11. Self-Care Means Acknowledging That Structural Racism Exists.
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12. For Allies Who Feel “Shot Down.” “Black people — or any minority — do not owe you anything. That is not why you’re an ally. You do not do it to improve your relationship with a certain group you are abstracted from, but rather because you have seen injustice and hope to fix it.”

13. Dear volunteers in Africa: please don’t come help until you’ve asked yourself these four questions.

14. Floral Designer is Turning NYC Trash Cans into Giant Vases Overflowing with Flowers.

15. How to write a love letter to yourself from Writing Our Way Home.

16. 7 Simple Ways to Be More You from Be More With Less.

17. Small Actions, Huge Impact from Zen Habits.

18. by any other name — and to what end?, a great discussion started by Karen Walrond’s question(s), “So I’d be interested in your thoughts on this: how do you reconcile the tension between great craftsmanship (art) and great hustle? Do you find you’re good at one and not the other? And which one should win out?”

19. More than 100 students walked out on Mike Pence’s commencement speech — here’s why.

20. Life goes like this, the perfect illustration from Marc Johns.

Gratitude Friday, on a Saturday (again…)

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It happened again. It was another unusual Friday morning — it had SNOWED all day Thursday (campus was even shut down at 12:30 pm) and the sore throat that started on Monday turned into full blown crud. It was still snowing on Friday morning and I still felt yucky, so I decided that rather than working from home I’d take a sick day. I spent most of it on the couch, even accidentally slept through Ringo’s last nosework class of this session. I slept in the spare room last night so as not keep anyone awake with my coughing, and here I am using what will most likely be the only burst of energy I have today to write this post — then back to the couch for the day. Every one has been so sick this year, lots of strep throat and even pneumonia going around, and I’d been doing so good to stay healthy in that regard, but it finally caught up with me — the real issue is that I’m supposed to be on summer break right now but I’m working on a big project instead. It’s kind of like meeting someone running a marathon at the finish line and telling them in that moment of relief and collapse that they have to run another two miles to finish. I have nothing left, but I’m giving it all I’ve got anyway. That’s a recipe for disaster.

1. Sick days. And health insurance, a partner who will take the dogs out in the miserable mess, and dogs who are happy to keep me company even when I’m boring. Emergen-C, Advil, sinus rinse, Kleenex with lotion, a hot shower, clean pajamas and sheets, and even that two year old expired but I’m going to take it anyway cough syrup from the last time I was so sick.

2. Texting. For various reasons it came in handy this week, allows me to be connected even though I’m stuck on the couch or really really really far away from what’s going on.

3. Flowers in the bathroom. It’s a luxury, a privilege, totally unnecessary, but I love it anyway. Hopefully my peonies have survived the snow and the next batch will be from my own garden.

4. Sam and Ringo, keeping me company, being so sweet and well behaved when I can’t handle anything else.

5. Eric. Taking care of me, doing the stuff I can’t, worrying about me and loving me, texting me cute pictures of the dogs.

Bonus joy: Good tv, a comfortable couch, down pillows, being caught up on the laundry, the privilege of doing nothing, my good health (I haven’t really been sick since that last time two years ago), a weekend with no plans, healthy dogs, a healthy partner.