This year I celebrate 10 years of marriage to my husband... my best friend. I am honored to have the right and privilege to spend my life- good and bad- with the person I love.
Now.. my friends have the same right. NYS passed a law that allows same sexed couples to be married. I am happy. I am thrilled! But this makes me sad at the same time. Sad because it too so long. Sad because I have friends who are upset with the decision because of religious beliefs. Sad that we had to grant the right to marriage...
I'm going to go on a rant now so if you think you will be offended in any way, now is your chance to stop reading.
Still with me.. good.
I believe that love transcends gender. Love can exist between Man and Woman, Man and Man, Woman and Woman, Man and 2 women, Woman and 2 Men.. .. etc. The Judeo-Christian ideal is not Universal. There are other cultural ideals that exist in this world that we in the west disregard because it goes against our beliefs. I studied cultural differences for 4 years in college and I still study it today. Who am I to say what a couple in another country, with a different religion with a different set of values are right? As long as all parties involved with the marriage are in agreement... no one was forced or underage.... lets be smart about it kids.. why should I care if there are 2 wives and 1 husband? Why should I care if there are 2 women who love each other as much as I love my husband? ITS LOVE! Would I marry someone of the same sex? No. I like boys. But I know lots of people of who will now be planning weddings and I am thrilled to be able to celebrate their love with them.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
almost summer
For years my Mom has tried to get me to eat Strawberries... She wins. These are beauties I have been munching on ....
They are grown local in Eden NY. They are about the sweetest and juiciest strawberries you will ever find.
All I did was clean them, cut the tops off and sprinkle some sugar on it. Yes, I know. Why bother? Because it helps deal with the texture issue I have with Strawberries. Hey, I'm eating them.
Now don't go and expect me to eat Strawberry preserves or jam... no. There is a texture issue at work here kids. Again.. BE HAPPY THAT I WILL EAT THEM WHOLE!
All I did was clean them, cut the tops off and sprinkle some sugar on it. Yes, I know. Why bother? Because it helps deal with the texture issue I have with Strawberries. Hey, I'm eating them.
Now don't go and expect me to eat Strawberry preserves or jam... no. There is a texture issue at work here kids. Again.. BE HAPPY THAT I WILL EAT THEM WHOLE!
Thursday, June 09, 2011
marshmallows
I made Rice Krispie treats last night for a work lunch today. This happens to be Erin's favorite treat for the moment. But it has to be mine since I add more marshmallows and its softer. Lack of teeth and hard food = trouble.
So I gave her a piece this morning as a treat like you should because its my birthday week. She turns to me and asks "Mom, what are marshmallows made of?"
My response - "Good question.. lets look"... in other words, to the cloud (teehee).
I look up the ingredients to confirm and I start reading them off. I pause and say gelatin.
"Whats that?"
I braced myself for the outcome I foresaw - the spitting out of whatever was in her mouth.
"Well, gelatin comes from animal skin and bones... "pause.. no response.
She keeps eating
"You know how we are supposed to use as much of an animal as possible?" I say
"Like the Sioux and Powhatan Indians used the buffalo and deer" she responds.
"Yes, exactly"
"So thats why that lady at the party couldn't eat the Igor Bars right? Because she was a vegetarian?" says the 8 year old with marshmallow hanging off her chin.
"You got it."
This next statement make me laugh... "I don't care where it comes from, just as long as it tastes good".
out of the mouths of babes....
So I gave her a piece this morning as a treat like you should because its my birthday week. She turns to me and asks "Mom, what are marshmallows made of?"
My response - "Good question.. lets look"... in other words, to the cloud (teehee).
I look up the ingredients to confirm and I start reading them off. I pause and say gelatin.
"Whats that?"
I braced myself for the outcome I foresaw - the spitting out of whatever was in her mouth.
"Well, gelatin comes from animal skin and bones... "pause.. no response.
She keeps eating
"You know how we are supposed to use as much of an animal as possible?" I say
"Like the Sioux and Powhatan Indians used the buffalo and deer" she responds.
"Yes, exactly"
"So thats why that lady at the party couldn't eat the Igor Bars right? Because she was a vegetarian?" says the 8 year old with marshmallow hanging off her chin.
"You got it."
This next statement make me laugh... "I don't care where it comes from, just as long as it tastes good".
out of the mouths of babes....
Tuesday, June 07, 2011
God only gives you what you can handle
Its been a long long week. So I apologize for the lack of updates and nifty photos. First off, it was rehearsal week for the kiddo's dance performance. They did Ease on Down the Road and she was Dorothy. This consisted of a full costume/makeup rehearsal in studio on Wednesday, Tech rehearsal on Thursday and full show rehearsal on Friday. The show was Saturday - we were there from 3pm till 10:30 or so. Yes.. it was a long show... We had some technical issues which caused a delay but oh well.
Here's my girl in full costume with the Scarecrow and Lion.. and "Toto".. well SoCo... The TinGirl was off getting oiled :)
She had a real dog to call out at the end of the show.
On top of the wonderful performance, she was awarded Most Dramatic.. so I foresee Musical Theatre classes for next year.
To make it even better.. my niece was also in the show (her first!) and she kicked butt despite running into the scenery due to lack of vision. I am so proud of my girls for a great year.
On a sad note we had a family loss this week. Its going to be rough for those involved but things will get better. This was looming over us this week as well. The question was how to tell an 8 year old a baby has died before her due date? She took it well as she was more concerned for the mother... who has 2 children at home. It was amazing to hear her rationale.. she was sad yes, but not in the way I thought she'd be. She understood why it happened and the medical side and clearly stated her reason for the emotion. And that was it... nothing else was said. Death and being 8 is funny business.
With that, we venture forward and hope that time heals the wounds for everyone. At least a little. This week we see if the kid needs glasses (I suspect so), soccer starts this week and I have to plan a meal for 30 people. And I turn 36. Time marches on and I'm learning to take it in stride. Now, if it will stop raining, I'll feel better for the weekend (is it too much to ask?).
Here's my girl in full costume with the Scarecrow and Lion.. and "Toto".. well SoCo... The TinGirl was off getting oiled :)
She had a real dog to call out at the end of the show.
On top of the wonderful performance, she was awarded Most Dramatic.. so I foresee Musical Theatre classes for next year.
To make it even better.. my niece was also in the show (her first!) and she kicked butt despite running into the scenery due to lack of vision. I am so proud of my girls for a great year.
On a sad note we had a family loss this week. Its going to be rough for those involved but things will get better. This was looming over us this week as well. The question was how to tell an 8 year old a baby has died before her due date? She took it well as she was more concerned for the mother... who has 2 children at home. It was amazing to hear her rationale.. she was sad yes, but not in the way I thought she'd be. She understood why it happened and the medical side and clearly stated her reason for the emotion. And that was it... nothing else was said. Death and being 8 is funny business.
With that, we venture forward and hope that time heals the wounds for everyone. At least a little. This week we see if the kid needs glasses (I suspect so), soccer starts this week and I have to plan a meal for 30 people. And I turn 36. Time marches on and I'm learning to take it in stride. Now, if it will stop raining, I'll feel better for the weekend (is it too much to ask?).
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