I know we're all busy - but thanks to a friend I got this pretty cool idea about having a once a week challenge to explore and stretch the mind and our perceptions of the world around us. So tune in on Mondays to see the Weekly Challenge and feel free to tell me what happened or even blog about your experiences. :)
Week One:
Do something that makes you MILDLY uncomfortable.
We, as human beings, like to live squarely in our comfort zones. We find ways to get around doing anything that even remotely questions our boundaries. Often, instead of US controlling our boundaries, our boundaries start to control us. We stop interacting with the world and settle for reacting to it.
The only way to break this cycle is to be mildly, or even at times majorly uncomfortable. If we're never uncomfortable, we're not learning. We're not growing as people...and likely, we're not contributing much to the world beyond our inner circle.
This week, pick some way you would like to stretch yourself. This doesn't need to be torture...we'll get to that later. Maybe you've always wanted to try your hand at painting but your self-perceived "horrid" art skills have stopped you from trying. Take a little one day class at the local center! :) Perhaps you have realized you'd like to give back to your community but aren't sure how. Check out any of Volunteer Match or Serve and find something.
Get out there. MEET your neighbors. SMILE at a stranger. GO BEYOND YOURSELF.
And if you fail at it, FAIL FABULOUSLY!
Monday, January 17, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Modernized Ancient Tetris
Also known as how to pack snow gear, winter clothes, and overnight supplies into no more than 3 suitcases and 2 backpacks.
Oh yeah, and all the electronics needed to support a 7 year old for 2 days.
And food for both of us for 2 days.
And something to keep me occupied.
And last, but certainly not least, blankets, pillows, etc.
Definitely Modernized Ancient Tetris.
Oh yeah, and all the electronics needed to support a 7 year old for 2 days.
And food for both of us for 2 days.
And something to keep me occupied.
And last, but certainly not least, blankets, pillows, etc.
Definitely Modernized Ancient Tetris.
Monday, January 3, 2011
The Great Denim Debate
As some of you already know, I am down to only one pair of jeans.
For most people on the planet, this is not a cause for crisis. Unfortunately for those of us who live in the sticks and have no access to real shopping, it's a battle of epic proportions.
Part of me is sincerely wondering, should I just give up denim and most pants in general for that matter? I mean, I already wear my hair long much to the confusion of many conservatives who feel it is some kind of statement about my "submissiveness" to God, my husband, etc. I am not suggesting becoming a nudist, merely that I may opt for skirts or dresses primarily until designers return to their senses.
Please weigh in with your opinions. Keep up the fight or surrender to looking even more like a demur, perfect wife when I am, in fact, not even remotely close....?
For most people on the planet, this is not a cause for crisis. Unfortunately for those of us who live in the sticks and have no access to real shopping, it's a battle of epic proportions.
Part of me is sincerely wondering, should I just give up denim and most pants in general for that matter? I mean, I already wear my hair long much to the confusion of many conservatives who feel it is some kind of statement about my "submissiveness" to God, my husband, etc. I am not suggesting becoming a nudist, merely that I may opt for skirts or dresses primarily until designers return to their senses.
Please weigh in with your opinions. Keep up the fight or surrender to looking even more like a demur, perfect wife when I am, in fact, not even remotely close....?
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Why Do I Scare You?
As I have stated here before, I'm a women, a mother, a wife. I have a "traditional" marriage for the most part.
Why does this scare people????
I feel like if I were to "come out to the world" about this that I would be attacked!
Here's an imaginary dialogue I had while making breakfast and doing some dishes.
In my mind I was somewhere public, like on a train where I had lots of time and nothing to do but converse with those around me or sit there dead silent. I was in my norm for "going out" - jeans, nice blouse, decent shoes, hair done, possibly makeup and nails done. Very "modern June Cleaver" in appearance.
A woman turned to me and introduced herself. She noticed my wedding band and commented on it. I told her "My husband picked it out for me! Didn't he do a great job?!?!"
She looked at me with a bit of surprise in her eyes. "You didn't choose your own wedding band?"
"Nope"
Then she asked where I was going. I told her I was going home to visit my family. My husband's job caused us to need to move 1300 miles away.
"And you're okay with that??? Having to leave your family and everything??? That must be awful!!!!"
"Uh, no."
The next question was about my husband. I already saw where this conversation was going, but thought, hey - what the heck! :) lol
"So you were able to get off work to go see them? How lucky for you!"
"Umm...actually, my "work" is over there playing with his Leapster Explorer. I'm a stay-at-home Mom who occasionally works for family members when they need an extra hand with something from home."
"You mean you don't WORK??? Your whole life is your children???" She tries to calm herself down and turns and asks my son how excited he is to be off school to visit Grandma and Grandpa.
"I'm doing school now! I'm homeschooled!!"
I almost saw her eyes roll into the back of her head...I was starting to wonder if I might need to remember my seizure procedures.
She whipped back to me and said, "Aren't you worried about his development?"
"Yes, that's WHY I homeschool."
"Does your husband agree with this?"
"Yes, he and I agreed early on that I would stay home and raise our children. This is an extension of that promise."
"He MAKES you stay home and take care of your son????"
"No, I want to. We agreed upon it."
Miffed she stops to think for a moment and then calmly asks me, "So, if you don't work and don't have your own money, what if you need to buy something?"
"Well, he gives me a set amount from each paycheck that is mine to do what I want with. If I need more for some reason, I ask him and if it's in the budget, I can have it."
"You mean you get an ALLOWANCE and HAVE TO ASK FOR MONEY?????"
"Does that bother you?"
Sputtering, creeped out and clearly unhappy she says, "YES! That's abuse!!!! I would never stand for it!!!!"
Smiling, KNOWING we were going down this road I said, "Okay, so since we've talked so much about MY life, how about yours?" I look at her designer shoes and handbag, she's impeccably dressed, super expensive haircut, the works. "Are you married?"
"No! And I wouldn't want to be if this is what marriage is to you!!!"
"I believe everyone should be able to live their own life according to their beliefs and unless they ask me for my opinion, it's not mine to give."
"He's BRAINWASHED YOU!!!! HOW COULD YOU GO BACK TO SOMEONE LIKE THAT!?!??!?!"
"No, Maam. I'm not brainwashed. This is how I choose to live my life."
"You POOR SOUL."
(time out - this is where I got irritated and decided this needed to be posted)
"Wait a minute here. I just said this is how *I* choose to live *MY* life. I never said it was how you had to live yours. I think it's great that you work. I'm glad you're happy with your choices!"
"You can't possibly be happy like this."
"Actually, I AM. I love my life. I love my son and my husband. Why does that scare you?"
And she huffs off without giving me an answer.
Why do traditionalists scare people so much? I'm not saying this life is for everyone or that they MUST do what I do. Why does it matter so much to them that I conform to "their" way of thinking because they are free to choose what they want?
I just don't get it!
Why does this scare people????
I feel like if I were to "come out to the world" about this that I would be attacked!
Here's an imaginary dialogue I had while making breakfast and doing some dishes.
In my mind I was somewhere public, like on a train where I had lots of time and nothing to do but converse with those around me or sit there dead silent. I was in my norm for "going out" - jeans, nice blouse, decent shoes, hair done, possibly makeup and nails done. Very "modern June Cleaver" in appearance.
A woman turned to me and introduced herself. She noticed my wedding band and commented on it. I told her "My husband picked it out for me! Didn't he do a great job?!?!"
She looked at me with a bit of surprise in her eyes. "You didn't choose your own wedding band?"
"Nope"
Then she asked where I was going. I told her I was going home to visit my family. My husband's job caused us to need to move 1300 miles away.
"And you're okay with that??? Having to leave your family and everything??? That must be awful!!!!"
"Uh, no."
The next question was about my husband. I already saw where this conversation was going, but thought, hey - what the heck! :) lol
"So you were able to get off work to go see them? How lucky for you!"
"Umm...actually, my "work" is over there playing with his Leapster Explorer. I'm a stay-at-home Mom who occasionally works for family members when they need an extra hand with something from home."
"You mean you don't WORK??? Your whole life is your children???" She tries to calm herself down and turns and asks my son how excited he is to be off school to visit Grandma and Grandpa.
"I'm doing school now! I'm homeschooled!!"
I almost saw her eyes roll into the back of her head...I was starting to wonder if I might need to remember my seizure procedures.
She whipped back to me and said, "Aren't you worried about his development?"
"Yes, that's WHY I homeschool."
"Does your husband agree with this?"
"Yes, he and I agreed early on that I would stay home and raise our children. This is an extension of that promise."
"He MAKES you stay home and take care of your son????"
"No, I want to. We agreed upon it."
Miffed she stops to think for a moment and then calmly asks me, "So, if you don't work and don't have your own money, what if you need to buy something?"
"Well, he gives me a set amount from each paycheck that is mine to do what I want with. If I need more for some reason, I ask him and if it's in the budget, I can have it."
"You mean you get an ALLOWANCE and HAVE TO ASK FOR MONEY?????"
"Does that bother you?"
Sputtering, creeped out and clearly unhappy she says, "YES! That's abuse!!!! I would never stand for it!!!!"
Smiling, KNOWING we were going down this road I said, "Okay, so since we've talked so much about MY life, how about yours?" I look at her designer shoes and handbag, she's impeccably dressed, super expensive haircut, the works. "Are you married?"
"No! And I wouldn't want to be if this is what marriage is to you!!!"
"I believe everyone should be able to live their own life according to their beliefs and unless they ask me for my opinion, it's not mine to give."
"He's BRAINWASHED YOU!!!! HOW COULD YOU GO BACK TO SOMEONE LIKE THAT!?!??!?!"
"No, Maam. I'm not brainwashed. This is how I choose to live my life."
"You POOR SOUL."
(time out - this is where I got irritated and decided this needed to be posted)
"Wait a minute here. I just said this is how *I* choose to live *MY* life. I never said it was how you had to live yours. I think it's great that you work. I'm glad you're happy with your choices!"
"You can't possibly be happy like this."
"Actually, I AM. I love my life. I love my son and my husband. Why does that scare you?"
And she huffs off without giving me an answer.
Why do traditionalists scare people so much? I'm not saying this life is for everyone or that they MUST do what I do. Why does it matter so much to them that I conform to "their" way of thinking because they are free to choose what they want?
I just don't get it!
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