Saturday, March 24, 2012

Spring Colors

Red bud and forsythia

A wildflower in the woods. One of my readers has pointed me in the right direciton for the name: Toothwart, or Lady's Smock. I thought it a wood anemone or dutchman's breeches, but I was wrong.

Red bud

Forsythia, turning green.

Red bud and a wild cherry

Red bud

Trees leafing out. Green green green!

Uncle Bill's cherry tree. I hope all of those blooms mean lots of cherries!

Friday, March 23, 2012

Books: March

March
By Geraldine Brooks
Copyright 2005
Read by Richard Easton
Unabridged 10 hrs 21 min

Geraldine Brooks, an author who has written other works I have reviewed, including Year of Wonders and People of the Book, offers up an account of Mr. March, the patriarch of the fabled March family of Little Women fame.

In Little Women, by Louisa May Alcott, the father has gone off to serve in the Civil War. Brooks, after doing extensive historic research, gives us her imagining of his story.

The Reverend March is an idealist and a philosopher who, though about the age of 50, feels it is his duty to enlist as a Union preacher in order to further the abolitionist cause.

He is a flawed character, quite human and ultimately not the ideal soldier. Nor is he the ideal religious figure. But he is a man, and Brooks takes great pains to show his humanity.

The story opens at a battle. March joins others in a retreat as the Confederates take ground. He finds himself on familiar soil, for as a young man he was a peddler who made his fortune selling trinkets to Virginia plantation owners. Now he is back at a spot he remembers.

As the story progresses, March goes to help with contraband, freed slaves who are now working for pay on southern plantations. The Union has an interest in harvesting the cotton and other goods from the land, while the Confederate goal is to burn the plants before the Union can make a harvest. It is in this framework that much of the story takes place.

March spends a lot of time trying to write cheery letters back home to his wife, Marmee, and his "little women," Jo, Meg, Beth, and Amy. He does not tell them of the horrors he experiences.

Finally, he takes ill. The narration to this point has been in his voice, in first person, but when he is no longer conscious, Marmee takes over the narrative duties, also in first person. She joins her husband at the hospital in Washington DC in order to nurse him back to health.

I was listening to an audio version and while I enjoyed it, I did wish that the narrator had changed to a female during the two hours or so that Marmee spoke. I think it would have helped with the audio version. I doubt it mattered in the text, though I did wonder if the author considered third person for this part.

I have read a number of Civil War books, both fiction and nonfiction. I found this to be historically accurate and an excellent imagining of the horrors of war.

4 stars

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Thursday Thirteen #234

Good morning! Achoo! The pollen is thick, isn't it?

There is help for allergy sufferers! I've suffered from this bane of spring all of my life, so I thought I'd offer up 13 tips for feeling better during this time of sneezes.


1. Rinse your nose and sinuses. The best way to do this is with a neti pot. To use a neti pot, heat distilled water (not tap water) and add sea salt and baking soda. You can buy neti pots at most drug stores these days, and they come with instructions. You can do this every day or just once a week or any time in between. This is the best help for allergy sufferers.


2. If you don't want to use a neti pot, then use a saline nasal spray. Drug stores also sell pre-mixed versions of this, but I find that they burn and irritate more than they help because of the preservatives in them. So what I do is buy the cheapest version, pour out the solution, and make my own, with distilled water and sea salt, every couple of days. That way you can keep your sinuses moistened and help keep the allergens cleared out. Nothing feels better using this about 30 minutes after it's made while the solution is still a little warm. Use this frequently. I personally replace the plastic spray container every couple of months. Do not let them sit long without using them. Be sure to clean the sprayer with alcohol.

3. Shower at night. During allergy season, I take two short showers a day. The one at night washes the pollen out of my hair and off my body. While two showers might not work for you, showering at night instead of in the morning should prove a beneficial change.

4. Change or wash the bed linens frequently. This is particularly necessary if you don't shower at night. The pollen comes off your body and gets on your bed clothes, and in turn that means you're breathing pollen all night long.

5. Close the windows. I have found the only time I can have the windows open is after a good rain. Then for an hour or so I will open the windows and air out the house. The rest of the time, the windows are closed and we cool the house with the air conditioner. It is expensive but no more so than doctors visits or time lost due to illness.

6. Take a multivitamin. I take a lot of vitamins because I have a low immune system and don't process things well, but definitely a multivitamin of some kind is called for while you're struggling with allergies. Extra B Complex is a good choice, too, along with magnesium at night to help you sleep and relax. Check with your doctor, particularly if you have other health issues.

7. See a doctor. She can suggest over-the-counter medications that are specific for you and your condition. Generally, this will be an antihistamine or an antihistamine-decongestant mix. I take a generic version of Claritin, myself. Zyrtec is good too. Some people find relief with Allegra, though I do not. Do not take any medication without first seeing your physician. This is particularly true if you take drugs for other medical conditions. As an FYI, I have found Walmart brand generics (Equate brand) tend to work better than other brand generics. Generics are supposed to be exactly like the brand-name, original drug, but they're not. I hate supporting that particular company but truth is truth.


8. Use Ayr nasal gel with aloe. I recently discovered this and what a great product! No, I am not getting paid to endorse this. But it has made a huge difference in how my sinuses feel. It eliminates dryness and seems to make everything in there feel better. Apply inside the nostrils with a Q-tip.

9. Be careful how you blow your nose. Do not just honk into a tissue. You should blow gently, first on one side, and then the other. You can bust a blood vessel or something if you go at it wildly. Plus you enhance the risk of a sinus or ear infection by forcing things back up into your sinuses. Don't blow your nose in front of other people if you can help it. Excuse yourself and go elsewhere. Be polite.

10. You can unstop your nose so you can breathe by massaging the area along the sides. Also if you push in for about 10 seconds and let it out, after about three times something will open up and you will feel a little better. You may have to do this often if you're having a particularly hard time. Also, tapping on the sinuses will loosen things up; you can rub under your eyes, across your forehead just above your eyebrows, and around your ears.

11. For sinus headaches, place a warm compress on the forehead. You may also want to breathe in steam, either from a pot on the stove or from a steam humidifier or vaporizer. You can add tea tree oil to this if you want; it only takes a few drops. Do not drink tea tree oil or put it on your skin; inhale the fumes only. If you don't want to use that, try a little Vicks vapor rub.

12. Get the pets out of the bedroom. I know you love them but, at least while you're fighting seasonal allergies, keep them away from you. Your pets, like you, bring pollen into the bedroom. You need some time away from the pollen in order to get better.

13. Take this stuff seriously. You need to rest, take care of yourself, drink plenty of fluids, maybe even take a day off from work. Allergies can lead to many other issues, such as sinus infections, ear infections, severe headaches, asthma, and pneumonia. Allergies weaken your body and your immune system. Do not dismiss them.




Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 234rd time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Spring of Change

For the last 20 years or so, I've awakened, turned on my desktop, fixed a cup of tea, and returned to my office chair to see what I could see.

I have been reading the news from various sources for a long time. These days I might watch videos, read Facebook comments, read things from a variety of newspapers (The New York Times, the Washington Post, The Guardian (British paper) and any number of blogs. I also read the local newspaper every day (though that is the print copy and I do it whilst eating breakfast).

Recently, the news has been so unbearable that I think it is time for a change.

Because it's a sickening way to start the day.

I'm particularly disheartened by the various state-level laws and bill proposals that would make women second class citizens.
Apparently now is the time the good ol' boys have been waiting for - time to put those snippy women back in front of the stove. It is a concerted effort and if successful, which in many areas it looks to be, it will set back women's rights and society by a good 50 years or more. I have never seen such regressive legislation; neither has anyone else.

Here are a few links. Read at the risk of your own enlightenment.

Top 10 Shocking Attacks of the GOPs war on women

MSNBC video about the war on women

No Country for Weak Women

Is There a Republican War on Women

The Absurdity of the War on Women

10 Reasons the Rest of the World thinks the US is Nuts


Note that this is some of this morning's reading material (and it's 7:45 a.m. as I finish this blog entry up). Note too that I read from both sides of the aisles. I always have, though I do draw the line at some topics and some things are just so morally objectionable that they cannot be tolerated.

However, the point of this blog entry isn't to enlighten you or to ask you to take sides.

The point of this is to beg the world to make it stop. Stop pounding me over the head with stupidity. Stop invading my space, taking my rights, and making me less-than.

For God's sake, people, grow up.

The US has the emotional maturity of a fruit fly. I do not think this is going to change anytime soon. Nor is the nature of public discourse going to change, either.

I fear that the people who are yelling the loudest and making the most grotesque changes are the ones who will win, simply because their vileness is stronger. In the end, snakes win out because they don't need the strength to stand. They don't have any legs.

I cannot change this.

The one thing I can change is my morning habit. After 20 years, maybe it's time I started reading this stuff at lunch time or at 4 p.m. Maybe I need to start my day off by reading more eloquent words than those found in newspapers and in online dribble.

I doubt I can stop reading the news entirely. I have never been one of those people for whom knowledge is abhorrent; I love to learn and I believe in knowledge for knowledge's sake; despite my college degrees I am also an autodidact, eager to stretch my brain and take on new challenges.

My brain never stops thinking.

But lately I find I am weary, and growing more tired every day. I long for discussions that are truly give and take, not people talking over one another, arguing their points without listening to what the other person is saying. I ache for beauty and peace, for love and joy, for kindness and morality, the kind born not from bible thumping but from true wisdom of right and wrong.

A kinder, gentler world.

To be sure, I won't know what to do now, if I change my morning habits. The world won't stop if I don't know about the latest atrocity than man has flung against his fellow human being. But a 20-year habit is a tough one to break.

I plan to try.  Maybe I will be a bit more at peace.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Update on Botetourt Budget

Citizen Input Meeting on the FY13 County Budget

Start Date: 03/27/2012 at 6:00 PM End Date: 03/27/2012

The General Fund Budget Committee of the Botetourt County Board of Supervisors is inviting citizen input on proposed service cuts to address a $3 million budget shortfall in the Fiscal Year 2012-2013 Botetourt County budget.
Reductions are proposed for:
  • Botetourt County Public Schools,
  • emergency services,
  • public safety,
  • recreation,
  • libraries,
  • community arts and service organizations,
  • senior van,
  • and other core services.


Location:
the forum of Lord Botetourt High School in Daleville

For more information, contact
Tony Zerrilla, Director of Finance
540-473-8222 or tzerrilla@botetourt.org

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Signs of Spring

Forsythia!

An unknown flowering tree in my neighbor's field.

Yellow pansies.

White pansies, volunteers that bloomed in my fence row.

The neighbor's cows and forsythia. Note the tinge of red bud at the top of the forsythia.

Friday, March 16, 2012

A Note to My Botetourt Readers

Dear Friends,

Yesterday one of the supervisors told me the county is contemplating $3 million in cuts to county services. He said that the impact will be felt in the libraries, parks & recreation, schools, and other areas.

I am guessing no category is being untouched. Though the proposed cuts have not yet been made public, I suspect this means fewer books, probably no summer reading program at the library for children, less mowing at the ball fields, fewer ball games, fewer referees, fewer adult education programs, and no replacements for police or other emergency service vehicles that are worn out. It may also mean fewer teachers, larger classroom sizes, and less materials for learning. It will be a large reduction in services, and you will notice.

But it is not too late.

Next week there should be a notice in the local paper about a public comment time for the budget. This event could be as soon as 10 days from now. We must act.

The supervisors need to hear from those who believe that county services matter. Too often the only voices raised at these meetings are the ones that have no vision and care little for the health and welfare of others. They are also the first to call for services and the first to cry if the services are not there. However, they do not want to pay for them.

I, for one, would like to see people who believe in basic services appear at the budget meetings. If you cannot attend this upcoming budget meeting, I hope you will write a letter or email to your supervisor, or pick up the phone and call him to express your opinion. I have done this and will continue to do this.

I hope that these services matter to you. If you use the libraries, if your children play sports, or if you have called the sheriff's department, you have benefited from county services. If you have called for an ambulance to transport a loved one or cried for help because your home was on fire, you have used county services.

If you have built a home, purchased land, used county water and/or sewer, shopped at Kroger or any other local business establishment (all of them use local water and sewer, which was initially paid for with your tax dollars), you have benefited from county services.

I could go on, but suffice it to say that county services affect you, the place you work or shop, or someone you love every day, whether you realize it or not. *See the bottom for a list of county services.*

I firmly believe that it is my duty as a citizen to pay taxes and participate in the process. I cannot complain unless I make an effort. Please join me in helping to keep Botetourt the wonderful community that it is.

Here is a list of your supervisors. Please contact them today and let them know that you use these services and they are important to you. Do not make them guess which services are important: tell them. It is the only way they can truly determine where the ax should best fall.

Amsterdam District

Stephen P. Clinton, Chairman
108 S. Braemar Circle
Daleville, Virginia 24083
Phone: (540) 992-3066
Fax: (540) 857-3531
Email: steve.clinton@aecom.com
term expires: 12/31/2013

Blue Ridge District

Billy W. Martin, Sr.
426 Mountain Pass Road
Blue Ridge, Virginia 24064
Phone: (540) 977-8085
Fax: (540) 977-1402
Email: bilbec1@juno.com
term expires: 12/31/2011

Buchanan District

Terry L. Austin, Vice Chairman
P.O. Box 398
Buchanan, Virginia 24066
Phone: (540) 254-1085
Fax: (540) 254-2729
Email: austinel@verizon.net
term expires: 12/31/2013

Fincastle District

L. W. (Jack) Leffel
556 Leffel Lane
Eagle Rock, Virginia 24085
Phone: (540) 884-2417
Fax:
Email: groushuntr@gmail.com
term expires: 12/31/ 2015

Valley District

Dr. Donald M. (Mac) Scothorn
1025 Highland Drive
Roanoke, Virginia 24019
Phone: (540) 992-5589
Fax:
Email: macscothorn@yahoo.com
term expires: 12/31/2015

Best regards,

Anita


County Services (all of these and more receive funds of some kind from the county, that is to say, your local tax dollars):

Clerk of the Circuit Court
Commissioner of the Revenue
Commonwealth's Attorney
Schools
Sheriff
Animal Control
County Treasurer
County Jail
Social Services
Building Services
Libraries
Parks & Recreation
Planning & Zoning
Public Works (water & sewer)
Tourism
Landfill/ trash transfer station
recycling centers
Electoral Board
Voter Registrar
County Paid Emergency Services
Volunteer Fire and Rescue

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Thursday Thirteen

On this day, the Ides of March, I thought I would note 13 myths, not necessarily of the Greek and Roman kind.

1. Persephone and the seasons. In this myth, Persephone, daughter of Zeus and Demeter, is captured by Hades and hauled to the underworld to be his bride. Her mother causes the world to freeze over while she searches for her daughter. She finally finds her, but while in the underworld, Persephone eats of a pomegranate. Because of this, she must spend time with Hades. And that is why we have the seasons.

2.  Leda and the swan. Leda, Queen of Sparta, is seduced by Zeus while he is disguised as a swan. She gives birth to an egg from which springs the twins Castor and Pollux.

3. Galatea, the statue come to life. Pygmalion was a sculpturer who created a statue of a beautiful woman.He loved the statue, named Galatea, and he finally went to the temple of Aphrodite and asked for a wife like the statue. Aphrodite brought the statue to life instead.

4. Jocasta. Her name, according to one of my books means "Shining Moon." She was the wife and mother of Oedipus. In the legend, Oedipus kills his father and marries his mother, though he doesn't know she is his mother. Oedipus ultimately puts out his own eyes after he learns what he has done. The myth is a combination of the moon-goddess tales and her sacred king.

5. Lily. This is Lilith, the Sumero-Babylonian goddess of creation; the flower is the lotus of her genital magic. The lily represents the virgin aspect, while the rose represents the maternal. The lily also was sacred to Astarte, also Ostara, the goddess of Easter lilies. These are myths of virgin motherhood.

6. May. This is the month of Maya (Maia), the virgin goddess of spring, in northern European tradition. This is the month for wearing green to honor the Earth Mother's new outfit, and of fornicating in the fields via plowing to bring forth crops. (Never really thought of farming as fornication, but hey.) According to the myth, only "bad women" marry in the month of May.

7. Amazons. This is the Greek name for goddess-worshipping tribes in other lands. The name is derived from a false belief that the Amazon warriors cut off their right breast so that they could draw a bow unhindered. Some scholars say the word Amazon means "moon woman." Legend says these women ruled over large parts of Asia as late as the 5th century AD. They were the first to tame horses and the goddesses they worshipped were often depicted as mares. Men could become Amazons via castration and adopting their dress.

8. Hecate. This Greek goddess was derived from the Egyptian midwife-goddess Heqit, Heket, or Kekat, who in turn derived from the wise woman of the tribe. Heqit delivered the sun every morning. Four thousand years later, she became the "queen of witches" in Christian mythology. In Greece, Hecate was a part of a female trinity that ruled heaven, earth, and the underworld. Hecate was the loveliest of the three and associated with the moon, the goddess Artemis, and Persephone.

9. The Bride from the South. I ran across this interesting weather myth in some reading of legends of the Cherokee. In this story, the boy in the North goes on an adventure. He falls in love with a girl in the South and wants to marry her, but upon his arrival the world has turned cold and no one wants him around. He finally agrees to take the girl to his land, and she goes North. When she arrives, she finds people living in ice houses. But the very next day, things begin to warm up, and the houses begin to melt. Finally the people tell the North that he must send his wife home before the whole settlement melts. At last he has to do as they asked.

10. The Wren. This is another Cherokee legend. The Wren is the messenger of the birds. She keeps watch over everything and reports back. When a boy is born, she sings a mournful song, because the lad will grow up to hunt the birds with arrows and then roast them. But if a girl is born, she sings a chorus of gladness, because the girl will pound grain and leave a bit for the birds to eat.

11. Queen Mab. This is a Celtic Fairy Queen. Her name means "mead", which is a red drink. This myth is related to menstruation and feminine wisdom and matriarchal age. In later myths, she is often portrayed as a trickster who steals milk and babies.

12. Panacea. One of the daughters of Mother Rhea Coronis, the Cretan universal mother, Panacea is a healer and is invoked in the medical Hippocratic Oath. She, along with her sister, Hygeia, are personifications of Great Mother's breasts, the source of the Milk of Kindness and the balm of healing. Mother's milk was thought to be a great source of healing; the milk from a woman who had just given birth could expel demons of sickness. Interestingly, Pope Innocent VIII, who ruled over the Catholic Church in the 1400s and who persecuted women as witches and caused the torture and death of millions, tried to fend off his own death by living on a woman's breast milk. He died anyway. Serves him right.

13. Sarasvati. This means "Flowing One" and she is the Hindu goddess of the arts: music, letters, mathematics, calendars, magic, and other branches of learning. In the Zoroastrian tradition, she is known as Sraosha and is the guardian of earth. She is also affiliated with conscience and religion and she guides the souls of the deceased to the afterlife. She is identified with the peacock.


These myths all have something in common. I wonder if you noticed?


Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 233rd time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday.


Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Bye Bye Britannica

A story yesterday on a New York Times blog says that Encyclopedia Britannica will cease publication of its print editions. Here's a link to a Reuters story about it, too.

Excuse me while I wipe away a very real tear. This makes me sad.

I do not own a set of encyclopedias, and I guess now I never will. At least, not a new set. I once bought a used set from the library book sale, but they were already musty and dusty and after a while, I took them off my shelves and gave them back for a resale.

My grandmother had a set of World Book Encyclopedias* that I loved to sit and read. They lined up beautifully on the book shelf and were a sight to behold. I loved the colored pictures, the black and whites, the even lines of type. I loved the words, the information, the ideas. So much knowledge. So much to learn.

I have, of course, always wanted a brand new set of encyclopedias of my very own. That desire waned with the advent of the Internet, though. And when, about 15 years ago, a CD with an encyclopedia found its way into my home, I was ecstatic. All of that information on a little disc. It was amazing.

Britannica will continue to be available online. It is good news that the knowledge will be available. But my problem with this is the same as it is with all things digital: it's availability can be snatched away in the blink of an eye.

The permanence of books cannot be denied while the fleeting ephemeral quality of digital also cannot be denied. Websites come and go. Just look at the geocities or my spaces of the world. Digital also has little respect for the past, and I fear gaping holes of history in a hundred years. That's a loss no one can put a price on.

All of the knowledge that is on Britannica's website might be available elsewhere, but I doubt it. Certainly it is not in that format. If the website folds, there goes all of that information.

I love books. I think print is better than digital. Digital has its place, and it is useful. But it should not replace print.

And that's all I have to say about that.


Update:

*World Book is a different company from Britannica, and I understand their books will still be available.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Sunshine Week

This week is known throughout the newspaper industry as Sunshine Week.

This is not because the sun is shining brilliantly from the sky.

This is, instead, a spotlight on information and your right to know what your government is doing.

These laws fall under The Freedom of Information Act (FOIA). The first such laws in the United States were enacted in 1966.

The Swedish were far ahead of us; they were ensuring fair government in the 1700s. We took a while to catch up.

Anyone can file a Freedom of Information Act request with local, state, or federal government. Newspaper reporters are well aware of the laws because without it, their job can be more difficult.

For instance, FOIA is the reason that you have public hearings on the sale of government-owned property. It is the reason you can sit in on a local government board or committee meeting. Under FOIA, if you think the government is doing something it shouldn't, you can ask for specific documents or even challenge an action in court, if the government does something wrong.

For example, if your local governing body goes into a closed meeting to talk about an issue and it is not something exempt from these laws (personnel matters are generally exempt, for example), then you might need to take those folks before a judge so they can explain their actions.

As a citizen, I believe in open government. Our representatives are being paid with tax dollars and we elect them in democratic elections. Everything they do when they are working on our behalf should be available to us for review. I understand when matters of personnel or national security are involved that some things are better not divulged, but even so, there should be - there must be - accountability of some kind, even if I never know about it. Without accountability, the country (or the locality) becomes nothing more than a dictatorship by committee.

Some people do not believe in open government. I suppose they think the folks running things should have their secrets, for whatever reason. Often, the people running things do not want the taxpayers to know what they are doing. Perhaps they fear a backlash, or they are, in fact, doing something they know folks would dislike. Big corporations making deals with the government would rather keep their actions secret. But secrecy in and of itself should never be condoned, nor should keeping the public unaware be a goal of good government. A government that has secrecy as its goal is a government to be overthrown.

The Freedom of Information Acts give the public power because it allows you to hold government accountable. Officials frequently want to take this power away, which is why there are changes proposed to the state FOIA at every General Assembly Session. Someone doesn't want you - you the citizen, you the taxpayer, you the voter - to know what is going on.

When you see that your legislators are seeking changes to FOIA, you might ask yourself why. What are they trying to hide?

***

For information on how the federal government deals with information, check out this new website, ethics.gov.

A guide to the federal Freedom of Information Act is here.

Virginia has an advisory council with information on the state Freedom of Information Act. You can access it here.

A copy of Virginia's 2011 Freedom of Information Act can be found here.

Check your state for a copy of your FOIA. You might be surprised at the things you can find out.

Monday, March 12, 2012

Books: Wish You Well

Wish You Well
By David Baldacci
Copyright 2000, 2007
420 pages

This is a wonderful book.

I have been reading David Baldacci for a while now, and have zipped through many of his tales. He is mostly known for mystery/suspense stories.

This is not of that genre. This is the story of two children, Lou and Oz, who are plopped down in Southwest Virginia in 1940 after a tragic accident. Their father is killed and their mother comatose. There is nothing to do but go live on the mountain farm with great-grandma Louise.

The story is told mostly through Lou's eyes. She is the oldest child, a precocious girl who takes after her father. She does not question the route she must take to find her new path in life.

The book takes on the coal industry, the lumbering industry, and the natural gas industry, too, as it deftly points out how companies move into rural communities, use up the resources, and leave the population barren and bereft. It is at times a chilling discussion of power.

I stayed up very late one night. While I used to do that a great deal, as I have aged I do it less and less. It is a rare book that has me still wide awake and eagerly turning the pages at 2 a.m.

And while part of that was an unusual sleepless night for me, the other part was I wanted to see where this story was going. I had an idea but wanted to read on.

It is my understanding that this book is going to be made into a movie, and Botetourt County where I live is actually in the running for the film location. A facebook site is being courted by county residents, who are submitting photos of the area. You can read a story about the county's efforts here.

Baldacci, by the way, is a Virginia writer. I love to support the local writers, even if they are in the northern part of the state.


5 stars

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Have A Seat

A couple of weeks ago, I did a major clean-out of my office. This was necessitated by the quantity of stuff I had piled up, as well as the purchase of a new all-in-one printer/scanner/fax that I had to buy. I had to make the purchase because my old fax machine came under a recall and I was sent an email to unplug it immediately or it might catch fire.

On top of that, my second desk had been confiscated by my husband over a year ago. He took over the small spare room for his office and computer. Yes, we are like a little office building with living space.

Anyway, I decided I missed my second desk, so I bought another. I also frequently need a second seat in here. I was using a stool but the thing had wheels on it. It thought nothing of scooting away and leaving me in the floor when I went to sit on it.

During my clean, I pitched the thing out the door. I wanted no more part of that!

My husband very accommodatingly went to the office supply store and brought home a desk chair for me. He found a great bargain with a 70 percent mark down.

It is a lovely chair.

It also fits him perfectly and me not at all. You see, he is 6' 2" tall and I'm 5' 2" tall. So a chair that is perfect for him makes me look like a little child sitting on a grand throne.

After a few attempts to sit in the chair, I determined it would not do. Since he was using a kitchen chair at his desk, I suggested he take this wonderful chair he had purchased for his very own, and I buy me another.

So last night we went to dinner and stopped in one of the two office supply stores. I tried out several chairs. The really comfortable ones were out of my price range, but I finally found a small, yet durable-looking one, that I thought would work fine.

We brought it home in a box, for it had to be assembled. My husband patiently sat with the directions and put the chair to together.

When he finished, we stood and looked at it.

The chair looked drunk.

Somehow it was completely off kilter, with the right side pushed forward and the left side to the rear. I sat in and it there was no way it was usable. Well, at least not as I am presently proportioned.

This morning we loaded the chair back into the car and drove to Roanoke to the store. We explained the problem to the sales clerk, who agreed that the chair looked crooked.

He fetched another from the rear. When he began opening the box, I thought he might put it together to ensure that it was just an anomaly with the chair we'd hauled home. And that was what he suggested, as he handed out some parts, that we put the chair together before we left to see if it would be satisfactory.

However, by "we" he did not mean himself or someone else in the store. He meant us. And us alone, without a smidgeon of assistance from any one there.

So we sat in the floor at the front door of Staples and put the chair together.

The clerk wandered off and left us to mull over the parts and figure out how to assemble the chair. I was miffed at this terrible lack of service, to be sure. After all, they were getting a completely assembled chair out of the deal, even if it was a crooked one. Plus we had driven no short distance to make this return.

I made a point of spreading things out all over the front of the store. It was, though, about 11:15 on a Sunday morning, and there were not many shoppers.

I am sure we were quite the spectacle, my white-headed husband on his knees trying to put the chair together while I read the instructions to him (he did not have his glasses) and handed him parts. However, we assembled the chair and pronounced it serviceable.

Customer service at all of the national chain office supply stores in this area is abysmal. I am an office supply junkie and have always loved going to look at stationary, ink pens, planners, and the like. I still like to do that but I find myself shying away from purchases or asking questions of the employees. Unfortunately, the help is either nonexistent because there aren't enough people on the floor, or the people who are there are among the most sour and unhelpful in the valley.

I realize that the economy is tough, but it's tough all over. I don't necessarily expect service with a smile, though it would be nice. But at least make some effort to do the job.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Books: A Short Guide to a Happy Life

A Short Guide to a Happy Life
By Anna Quindlen
Copyright 2000
50 pages

I ran across this little book while I was cleaning out a bookcase the other day.

Did I buy it? Was it a gift? Have I had it a long time? Had I read it? I could not answer those questions. I didn't remember the book, and I thought for a time to pitch it with the others that I was sending to the library for their book sale.

On a whim, I dug it out of the pile and set it aside.

I am glad I did.

This is a wonderful little book. I highly recommend it as a gift for a friend, as a little something for someone who is not feeling well, or perhaps for someone who has lost a loved one.

The book has wonderful black and white photos on every other page to illustrate the text. The pictures are of young friends, bicycles on the beach, winter, the moon, etc.

The text is brief. The author talks about her life as split into two times: before her mother passed away (the author was 19 when that happened), and after that milestone event.

She lives her life knowing we are mortal, and that the end is always just around the corner. She believes this makes a difference in the life experience, given when people tend to care about.

Get a life, she says. One that, every day, looks at the view.

Enjoy the simple things. The sunset, the flower, the snowfall. Learn to live, to appreciate the joys of the world.

It is excellent advice.

Thursday, March 08, 2012

Thursday Thirteen

Today, I offer up 13 myths in politics that, in my opinion, are not helping things in the United States. I saw a similar list on Facebook recently and decided to create my own. Mine is a little different from the one that made the rounds.


1. "We have no responsibility for one another." This is the origin of the cry to end social programs - personal responsibility. This is the catcall that says, let the man die if he has no insurance. I do not live my life this way. We are all connected. No man is an island, writes John Donne. That has not changed just because it's the 21st century.

2. "Women are inferior." I know many thought this was a thing of the past, that women are citizens equal to men. I have always known this isn't so, as I have experienced gender discrimination on numerous levels. Given given the recent dialogue in the US, the unequal pay, and the obvious poverty of many single women, women still have a long way to come before there is any semblance of equality in this country.

3. "Tax cuts cure everything." They don't. Sometimes you have to raise taxes. Personally, I think signing pledges saying you will never raise taxes should automatically disqualify you from office. If you cannot examine every option with an open mind, you have no business representing me. I personally do not mind paying taxes. I drive on the roads and I use some of the services. I should pay for them. I consider paying taxes to be a honor and a priviledge. I am glad I make enough money to have to pay them, to be honest.

4. "Jobs come from the private sector." This is not true. The government can, does, and should create jobs. Franklin D. Roosevelt created millions of jobs and pulled the country out of the Great Depression. Obstructionism is the only reason this hasn't happened during the Great Recession. Some of the government programs that are now flagging because they have gone private include the U.S. Postal Service and the National Park Service. In my state, the state transportation system turned over snow and ice clearing to a private company. The result has been poor efforts and lots of problems moving goods and services in bad weather. Sometimes government does do a better job.

5. "People want to be poor." Excuse me? Where does this sort of thinking come from? I don't know anyone who wants to be poor. I do know a lot of people who work very hard - sometimes two or three jobs - just to get by. They didn't ask to be poor. And ending the minimum wage certainly isn't going to help them out. It will just move them from poor to completely impoverished.

6. "Getting rid of those trillions in debt will end the recession." I would like to see that paid off, really I would. But how does that end the recession? My own thoughts on ending the recession are these: spend government money on real jobs (the stimulus was a good idea, but the money went to the wrong places) and that will end the recession.

7. "Rich people should have tax cuts." Everyone should pay their fair share of taxes. I guess the problem comes in defining "fair share." If you have more, you should pay more, and if you manage to find deductions, etc., so that you aren't, then something needs to change.

8. "If people don't have health insurance, it is because they don't want it." There are many people who would like to have health insurance who simply cannot afford it. I know several.

9. "Teachers are the reason the education system is not turning out good students." This is like saying the reason there is crime is because the police are bad policemen. What is with the blame, anyway? Why not just fix the problems? Are they so vast that no one can come up with a solution? Or is it that there are solutions, but no one wants to pay for them?

10. "Unions are bad." This has been so accepted that it's off the charts and not even in the public discussion, though it should be. Unions are not inherently bad. Much of the labor trouble today is not because of unions, but because of lack of unions. I am pro-union and I wish there were more of them.

11. "War is an option." It is no secret that I am anti-war. I do not believe war is ever an option; it shouldn't even be on the table. We are supposed to be civilized people. Isn't it time we act like it?

12. "The free market knows best." I do not believe this is true. Humans tend to follow the strong and leave the weak. In a world where everyone matters, the strong must care for the weak. In a free market (capitalism), this does not happen. That is why the government must step in and regulate.

13. "Discrimination does not exist in the United States." I don't know who actually believes this, but I read it in the letters to the editor occasionally. I see discrimination everywhere - against gender, age, race, class, and sexuality, to name a few. I have experienced it as a woman and I am experiencing it in different forms as an older person.



Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 232nd time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday.

Tuesday, March 06, 2012

March Snow

Yesterday morning, I woke to find snow on the ground. We measured around 2 inches at daybreak.


I took photos around 8:30 a.m. It was overcast and still spitting snow. This woodpecker was having a great time on the tree.



The light was kind of eerie.



I wondered if it would be a deep snow.



Nothing to do but wait! I could not tell the future in my crystal ball.



By mid-morning, the sun had crept out.


The light shimmered across the valley. I was delighted I could see my Blue Ridge Mountains.


By noon, the snow was mostly gone.

Monday, March 05, 2012

Books: What We Keep . . .

What We Keep Is Not Always What Will Stay
By Amanda Cockrell
Copyright 2011
257 pages

This book in December was named to the Boston Globe's list of best children's books! It also was named a best book of 2011 on this list. The book also receives some good reviews over at Goodreads.

These are honors well deserved. I loved this book.

Angie is a 15-year-old girl who lives in a Hollywoodish town in California. Her mother has recently left her stepfather, Ben, whom Angie loves as her father. The young woman has chosen to live with her stepfather in hopes her mother will return to him. She wants her parents to be together.

Even though Lily is Angie's close friend, Angie doesn't feel comfortable talking to her or anyone else about certain things. So she visits a statue of Saint Felix in the basement of the church. She pours her heart out to the statue. One day, the statue talks back.

Angie is startled but she accepts the fellow who used to be a statue. She can't decide if he is the statue come to life, or a homeless person, since the statue is missing. She continues to visit him, though she is not quite as vocal as she used to be. After all, it is one thing to talk to a statue that doesn't say anything in return; quite another to offer confidences to a living man.

She also makes a new friend, Jesse. Jesse, at age 19, has been to war. He has returned from Afghanistan, minus a leg, and is now back in school trying to finish his degree.

The young girl is determined to fix the many things she has found broken - her parents' marriage, Felix's odd state, and Jesse's moodiness. But all of these things are too much for a young girl to handle.

The book has many life lessons in it, and it has a definite point of view - anti-war, for one thing, that I loved. It also deals with relationships - abusive and otherwise - and trust issues.

The story is told in the first person, and I found the voice quite believable. The details of the town were vivid and the characterizations rang true. I enjoyed every word.

I will say I think the title is a bit of a mouthful, but it works in the end.

Young girls - maybe as young as 10 but perhaps a bit older - will find this to be a terrific story, one with a lesson about who you can and cannot save (and how to figure out the difference). I plan to buy a second copy and give it to my 10-year-old niece, but perhaps not until Christmas 2012, when she will be almost 11.

This is an easy read; I finished it in two nights and one sitting would have been satisfactory if I had had the time.


Full disclosure:

The author, Amanda Cockrell, is a professor at Hollins University. She is not just any professor; she's MY professor and I consider her to be a friend. She most recently was my thesis advisor. I have had classes with her off and on since 2002.

I purchased the book when Amanda held a book signing back in October. However, since we were working together on my thesis, I decided to hold off reading it until my project was finished. Once I completed that and the grade was on my transcript, I felt it would be fine to read the book and do a review of it. I like to avoid conflicts like that when I can.

Many thanks to Amanda for writing such a great book!


5 stars

Sunday, March 04, 2012

Is It Spring?


“For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.”

                            -- William Wordsworth

Friday, March 02, 2012

Visiting the Dead

On Sunday, fellow blogger and my friend, Di, over at Blue Ridge Gal, contacted me about a grave she wanted to find. She's connected with findagrave.com and is off in hot pursuit of chisled marble in the cemeteries these days. She hunts up stones for folks at their request and takes a photo for them.

Her destination this time led her to the Firebaugh Cemetery. A light bulb went off in her lovely head, and she thought, aha! My friend Anita probably knows where this is at.

And indeed I did.

The Firebaugh Cemetery is located in someone's front yard, on a road not far from our farm.


It is rather picturesque. I love the old tree even though it has uprooted a few stones.



The front stones here belong to my husband's great-great-grandparents.



This is the family patriarch. Legend has it that Philip Firebaugh came to Botetourt County around 1818. His saddlebags were filled with gold.




A line-up of the family.



This is the original family homeplace, Stonelea. It is quite old. I don't know when it got out of family hands; decades ago, I know. At one time all of this land was farmland.

Times change.

Thursday, March 01, 2012

Thursday Thirteen

1. It is an election year, so I anticipated a long time ago that gas prices would rise in 2012. The problem is not the price of barrels, but politics. Wall Street speculators are the real reason the prices at the pumps are so high. That's the one percent getting a little more of your hard-earned dollars. You can thank the previous political administration and the party of the right for this perversion; however, the lack of challenge to the issue puts the blame back on the current administration. So blame them all when you swipe your credit card. You will not be wrong, whomever you curse.

2. My dreams lately have been rather flagrant, highly memorable, and a little scary. Last night I woke up yelling that someone was after me, along with choking and not being able to breathe. I have dreamed of fellow bloggers (whom I have never met in person, even!) and of aliens, too. The medical establishment might say I'm too tired, or it's because I'm really not breathing well (which is possible with the asthma). Others might say I'm a little touched or psychic. But I have always had times of vivid dreams, even when I was a child. I sleepwalk sometimes, too, though not as much now as I once did.

3. Speaking of dreams, I have a dream of a harmonic convergence taking place this year, not the end of the world (Mayan calendar thing). Actually this harmonic convergence thing has already supposedly happened, in 1987, and this year is the culmination of that, or something. At any rate, I am looking for good changes to happen this year, not bad, although it certainly seems like the bad is routing and trying to score many points before it all changes over to good.

4. At any rate, I don't see any harm in everyone praying, however, they pray, for good things. And by that I don't mean a lottery win, I mean for goodness for everyone in the world. I hope people actually pray for that. I do.

5. A lot of people see nothing wrong with pollution, apparently, since they opposed to the EPA and regulations, but I do. I personally like clean air. So it really doesn't matter to me if regulations are put in place because of global warming or climate change, just so long as the air is clean. I actually care about having soot in my lungs, since they are rather delicate, and so I applaud anything that will allow me to breathe. Just a point - I have noticed that my asthma symptoms have increased along the same time frame as a nearby industry went along with lowered regulations from the EPA, allowing them to put more particles of stuff in the air. Coincidence?

6. On my desk I have Blogging for Dummies, MS Office 2007 for Dummies, and Building Web Sites for Dummies. On my book shelf I have the Idiot's Guide to Creative Writing, the Idiot's Guide to Journaling, and the Idiot's Guide to Genealogy. Am I seeing a trend here?

7. Clean water is another issue that will be the talk of the town in the 21st century. Or maybe the issue will be having enough water. Either way, the wet stuff matters and is important.

8. Maybe I am smarter than the average bear. Or maybe not. Sometimes I think I am too smart for my own good. I am definitely book smart but the ways of the world tend to elude me. My mother used to say I lacked common sense. Me and a lot of other people, I would say.

9. Also on my desk: Shorter Oxford English Dictionary (2 volumes), Roget's Desk Thesaurus, The American Heritage Dictionary, and The Basic Book of Synonyms and Antonyms.

10. Last week I spent a great deal of time redoing my office. I cleaned it up and tossed out many items. I bought a second desk and a new chair. It looks a lot better and productivity is up. Sometimes I guess you need a spiff-up.

11. Cell phone use has changed the way students relate to one another at college. In 2002, when I started working on my master's degree, students didn't have smart phones and texting wasn't such a big thing. During breaks, students stood around and talked. Some of us even became friends. In 2011, during breaks students went to a private corner and checked their messages, texted, or looked at Facebook. They did not chat with one another or become friends. I find it rather sad. (I don't have a smart phone, so I mostly went to the bathroom and returned to my desk and watched everyone else in their little solitary bubble, though I did manage to make conversation with one person during the fall semester. And several are now my Facebook friends. If that counts. I guess it sort of does. It's the new reality.)

12. This Thursday Thirteen has absolutely no rhyme or reason about it. I had no ideas for a topic today. Can you tell?

13. I finished my thesis. I received an A. A professor who reviewed it called it a "first rate and moving piece of work." I am pretty happy about that.



Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 231st time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday.

Featuring ... My Niece!

My niece is featured in this special report on beauty pageants!

http://www.wdbj7.com/news/wdbj7-special-assignment-from-little-girls-to-glamour-queens-20120228,0,3536350.story

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Books: On Writing

On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft
By Stephen King
Copyright 2000
Narrated by Stephen King
8 hours audio cassette

This book, part memoir and part how-to, details Stephen King's life. He goes into great detail about his childhood at the first part of the book, and talks about writing later on.

First, let me say that, while I have read a number of Stephen King's books (Carrie, Salem's Lot, Misery, and started Cujo but couldn't finish it), and watched several of his movies (The Shining, The Green Mile) I do not consider myself a fan. I liked horror up until my teenage years, and then I dispensed with it.

However, that doesn't mean I dislike the writing. Disliking content is entirely different matter. It just means I have a touchy tummy.

King reveals in the memoir part that he had a problem with drugs and alcohol. I was rather disappointed to learn this, though not surprised. That kind of thing seems to follow writers.

Another thing that struck me about the book was that he wrote it for men. I don't think he intended to do that; I think he thought he was writing just for writers, but ultimately, he was writing for males. Women simply can't shrug off the kid's soccer practice because they want to write.

Phyllis Whitney, in her book Guide to Fiction Writing, said all writer's need a wife. And if you're the wife, well, you have to do the laundry.

Nor did he offer any silver bullets for writing or writers. All of the advice I'd heard before.

He advocated ridding your work of adverbs, using simile and metaphor, and writing first drafts with the door closed, which means, without worrying about what anyone else on the planet thinks about the work you're putting out.

The main thing to do is write. He emphasized that. And then submit it after you find out where it fits.

This is a good book. I personally would have liked a little more on the writing and a little less on Stephen King, particularly his early years, but it is always interesting to hear how writer's work and how they came to do what they do.

I do wonder how he might update it to reflect the broader use of the internet, e-books, and other changes in the industry.

You can find a section of some quotes for the book here.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Moo!











Monday, February 27, 2012

It is Kindness, Not Hate, that Elevates

So last night the aliens came to me.

I knew they were there. I was with several other people, and we knew there was a problem. We began searching for signs and resolutions.

Someone was anxious, and I gave her a teddy bear.

The aliens came to me, looking not fierce and ominous, but friendly and angelic. Their bodies were faint, but there was a glow all about their faces. They had silver around their hair. I grew calm in their presence.

Because my acupuncturist used a pillow beneath my arm when she was gave me a treatment, and because I gave a girl a teddy bear, and because of thousands of other small kindnesses they had observed on this night, there was hope for mankind, the alien said.

It is kindness, not hate, that elevates.

They will be watching.

Yes, it was a dream.

But great things start with a vivid imagination.

So this morning I imagine a world of love, one where we are all kind to one another. One where we set aside our differences and embrace each other as friends.

It is kindness, not hate, that elevates.

Namaste. I bow to you, my friend.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Captcha Codes

I see that many bloggers still have the crazy new captcha codes on their blogs.

Here is how I eliminated it:

Go to your list of posts/dashboard for your blog.

Find the little gear thing in the top right corner.

Click on it.

Go to "Old Blogger Interface" and click on it.

Wait a minute because it takes a second to revert.

Click on Settings for your blog.

Click on Comments

Click on Show Word Verficiation for Comments and click "NO"

Save

Click on "Try the new Blogger" up at the very top.

It will take you back to your old blog look and you shouldn't lose anything in the process.

Hope this helps.

A Tisket, a Tasket

Sometimes you become attached to things and don't even know it.

This happened to me this past week. I realized something I'd taken for granted meant a lot to me.

No, not my husband. I already know how much he means to me.

I'm talking about a clothes basket.

The handle broke. And you know how that is. Once they've split like that, when you pick them up, they pinch your hand.

You can see where I put a little red mark where the basket handle has broken.



The thing is, this is no ordinary clothes basket.

This is the best clothes basket EVER. I bought it in 1983 - yep, the year I married. It was one of my first purchases as new wife.

My clothes basket has been with me for 29 years.

This thing was made by Rubbermaid. I have had other clothes baskets throughout the decades - of course you need more than one - but this one has held up and withstood all kinds of tossing about.

It was quite small, too. And I, being short of stature (though wide of butt) found it to be the perfect size.

Of course, you cannot find anything like it anymore.


The replacement basket is taller and wider.
If anyone had told me I would be upset about a clothes basket, even a week ago, I would have laughed.

How ridiculous!

But I find I can't throw this old basket out. I put it out with the trash, really I did.

And then I fetched it back in the house.




I decided I would try to glue it back together.

I really don't think it will hold. But after all these years, I thought it deserved a second chance.

Silly, right? But what's a little glue among friends.

How about you? Anything in your house that you could easily replace, but would be unhappy to part with?

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Another Rainbow!

On Thursday morning, around 7:30 a.m., I spied another rainbow out the window.

These rainbows are very unusual - in the 25 years I've lived here, I've never seen this many - but I suspect they are what happens when you have the strange and untimely weather we've been experiencing.