Free Shit Friday - Cherry Pineapple Jam

Friday, July 12, 2013

Today's Free Shit Friday offering is a jar of my Cherry Pineapple Jam. This one's my Hot Daughter's favorite, so I have an emotional attachment to it, bless my heart.

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The winner of last week's Strawberry Jam is Sista Stacey, with a random number of 3. Enjoy!


Wearing Me Down

Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Yesterday I was mansplained.

The details aren't really important. Suffice it to say that during a professional conversation, I made a point I thought was salient to the discussion, and a man-of-a-certain-age came right in behind me to provide the idea I had just proposed as his own, providing additional detail that my Ladybrain obviously was too vapor-ish to communicate.

And while the situation irritated me - as it always does - what I felt at that moment was mostly fatigue. 

I didn't know the man in question. I have no idea if he did what he did because he's a closet misogynist, or if he does that to everyone. I didn't really care, actually. Because I'm tired.

Tired of people assuming that because I'm a woman, my professional role couldn't be that of the engineer.

Tired of men talking over me.

Tired of men consciously or unconsciously stealing my ideas and calling them their own in such a blatant way.

Tired of having professional material mansplained to me.

I'm just tired. And while I've never been a huge, in-your-face-feminist, I know that challenging stereotypes, demanding my place at the table, continuing to excel in a male dominated field is important. It's important to me, and it's important to the women who come after me. It's work worth doing, and will leave the world a better place than I found it. I'm just lacking in motivation at the moment.

So tired.

The Weekly List - Books that took root in my mind and never let go

Saturday, July 6, 2013
1. Damage, by Joespehine Hart

2. Starship Troopers, by Robert A. Heinlein

3. Never Let Me Go, by Kazuo Ishiguro

4. Zoo City, by Lauren Beukes

5. The Deep End of the Ocean, by Jacquelyn Mitchard

6. The Left Hand of Darkness, by Ursula K. LeGuin

7. The Secret Life of the Grown-up Brain, by Barbara Strauch

8. The Prydain Chronicles, by Lloyd Alexander

9. The Neanderthal Parralax, by Robert Sawyer

10. Stiff, by Mary Roach

Free Shit Friday - Strawberry Jam

Friday, July 5, 2013

Today's Free Shit Friday giveaway is a pint of my Strawberry Jam.

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The winner of the pint of Janiece's Amazing Apple Butter of Awesome is PaulM, with a random number of 11.

Paul, send your address along, and I'll get that in the mail when I damn well feel like it. 

Feeding the Need

Thursday, July 4, 2013
I've been a professional student for many, many years. I started when I was 21 at the University of Hawai'i at Manoa, and have continued to attend whichever local University or College was available where ever I lived, taking whatever interested me. The problem with such a plan, of course, is that eventually you end up with 155 credit hours, a 3.98 GPA, and no degree.

When I took my job in the Military Industrial Complex, I lost my Tuition Assistance benefit. I also had a few other things I needed to be learning for the first year, and didn't feel I had the time or the money to continue.

And I've missed it.

I miss the satisfaction of structured learning. I miss learning about topics that are not technology related, but instead interest me for reasons other than making a living. I miss the challenge of developing new ideas and having someone who is knowledgeable evaluate and critique them.

So I've decided to go back yet again. I start on August 19th, and I'm taking a Biology class that also includes a three hour lab on Saturdays. And who knows, I may actually get a degree this time. But I'm not going to hold my breath.

Respecting Agency

Wednesday, July 3, 2013
I'm a big fan of self-determination. I believe people should have the inalienable right to chart the course of their life, to make decisions that lead them to the goals and outcomes they desire. And I believe that policies and attitudes that seek to restrict people's self-determination are simply a means to exert control over others. As I've noted before, "When people won't take 'no' for an answer, they're trying to control you."

Which leads to the idea of agency, or the capacity to act in the world.

One aspect of self-determination and agency is the idea that people have the right to set their own boundaries, to make decisions about who they want in their lives, to determine what is acceptable behavior in their own eyes, to suit themselves when it comes to their life choices.

What this means to me is that when people exercise their agency, their self-determination, I have an obligation to respect their right to do so.

But this does not obligate me to respect the way in which they exercise their agency. Because let's face it - people make shitty-ass choices each and every day, including me. We hurt those who love us, we make decisions based on others' emotional manipulation, we rationalize our behavior in a way that justifies our selfishness, we choose actions that don't lead to the outcomes we want, and on and on and on.

And yet, I value self-determination and I wish to honor others' humanity and their rights, so I must respect people's agency, even if it impacts me negatively, even if it hurts me or those I love.

Even if I don't respect or honor specific individuals, and their choices make me want to run around naked with my hair on fire.


The Empty Nest, Now With More Tidiness

Monday, July 1, 2013
Since my Hot Daughter moved out, the Smart Man and I have been executing on some long-delayed home improvement projects here at the Big Yellow House, and I'm pleased to report that we've made significant progress.

Here is the new spare bedroom, rescued from the swirling vortex of entropy and hoarding that was my Hot Daughter's bedroom:

Now fit for human habitation.

Clearly you want to visit. You know you do.


The bathroom also needed some work, and if you've stayed at our house in the last two years, you know why:

There's even room for your toothbrush!

So then we decided that it would be nice to have a secondary sleeping option for when we have a houseful of guests. But we didn't want to spend money on additional beds and such - eventually we're going to downsize to a more reasonably sized domicile. So the downstairs futon has been moved to the new library, and can be used as a fairly comfortable bed as needed:

Plus there's a place to sit and read.
 
This is what's left after dozens of boxes of books being donated to our local library, and there's a third shelf out of frame.


So now we're working the downstairs room that used to be the library, and that I've now dubbed "The Mystery Room." The reason is because it's a mystery to me what the architect thought it was actually for. It's a strange room, as the front door leads directly into it, the stairs to the second floor are right there, and the entrance to the kitchen is opposite the front door. It has a two-floor vaulted ceiling,* and most of our neighbors with comparable floor plans have a similar problem determining what to do with it.

This bookshelf needs a new home.

Please ignore the lack of vacuuming. Nothing to see here, move along.


We've considered turning it into a dining room, but the simple fact of the matter is that we don't often entertain. We don't like people very much as a general rule, and the ones we do like tend to be spread out over many states. And the idea of hosting the traditional "family holiday dinner" is enough to make us run screaming into the night and become feral people. Except we'd miss the Internet. 

The Smart Man thinks getting a couple of over-sized chairs and ottomans, along with some end tables, is a fine idea. I don't really have an objection to this, except that it wouldn't fill up the room and I doubt it would get used very much. The problem, of course, is that the house is just too big for two people, said the privileged white girl.

The only thing we know for sure is that our new Empty Nest is going to remain tidy, well maintained, and clean, even after we choose to get another dog.

So, give us some advice, Internet. What should we do with the Mystery Room?

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*We're having a painting service come in some time in the next month to paint in there. Because, scaffolding.