Showing posts with label Education. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Education. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Now Auditioning for Deadliest Catch, Season 6

I cannot quite explain my excitement for this week and this weekend's events. Grant is graduating! Holy hell in a tuition basket, these last 2 years flew by. And this whole week leading up to Sunday's graduation is full of celebrations and parties that we can actually participate in because we have the most valuable comodity to new parents anywhere - babysitters! S. to the c.o.r.e. my friends, yes. My most favorite of the events being a dinner cruise around Manhattan, which I've wanted to do since we moved here 4 some odd long years ago, but never have. And alas. It is this week.

However.
Friday forecast:

And I was surprised, why?

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Top Ten Things I Want To Do In My Lifetime, (This Month)

1. Have many more children - like 4. (Coincidentally, this also accomplishes another goal of mine: Disregarding my husband's wishes).

2. Visit Tahiti for long enough to actually enjoy it to the fullest. (Fully aware this may exceed a year's time).

3. Learn an Asian language.

4. Publish something I wrote.

5. Own a home.

6. Take my kids camping.

7. Kayak the Colorado River through the Grand Canyon.

8. Travel to Italy with my parents.

9. Spoil my grandchildren. (With attention).

10. Wake up every morning of my life to my awesome, red-headed husband, snoring and stealing the covers.

*What's on your list?

Thursday, March 8, 2007

Emote!

"Repugnance is the emotional expression of deep wisdom." L. Kass

I haven't decided if I'm referring to myself as wise or repug'd. I think because I have repugnance for certain issues, then I have some semblance of wisdom. I have repugnance for bad smells. Some people love bad smells, like my friend Leslie, she seeks out foul smelling odiforousness. Do not get it. Sometimes I even see something from far away that I think might smell bad, and I have to hold my breath the entire way to the object until I pass it or pass out. I just sprayed my air freshener, I kid you not, just because we're talking about smelly things, or rather I'm typing and you're reading.

But let's get back on topic, shall we? I think what Mr. Kass is trying to tease out here is that we shouldn't punish ourselves for feeling extremely strongly about something. It kills me when people want to stay in the lines all the time with their emotions and thoughts, and especially their ideas and beliefs regarding large ethical issues and problems. Be active! Be reactive! Color outside the lines, because you only live once (unless you're Tom Cruise and then you might have all the lives of everyone ever born in the future, ever) and you don't get a second chance to say something important at the right time. I think the most prolific lives have been of those willing to lay it all out there and defend their rationale. I love to read in general, but I truly love to read people's stories about how their feelings have shaped them. It's funny how your life can change by sheer emotion.

Wednesday, March 7, 2007

My brain is full. Thank you, but no thanks.

Congratulations me! I've made it through 2/3 of my certificate course in Bioethics! And I couldn't help but identify with my mentor, Viktor Frankenstein, on this occasion:

'A human being in perfection ought always to preserve a calm and peaceful mind and never to allow passion or a transitory desire to disturb his tranquillity. I do not think that the pursuit of knowledge is an exception to this rule.'

Word up Franky, word up.