Jane's Parents

Let me tell you a story about Jane.

One day Jane visited her parents to help out around the house. By the time she arrived, her parents were already worked up into their usual apathetically insane frenzy of miscommunication. Her mom had the whole day planned out - in her head, of course - without bothering to share this plan with anyone else. So by the time Jane figured out which direction the days events were headed, her mom was ready to sit down and take a break.

At that point, Jane's dad was consulted on the matter of acquiring keys for the recreational vehicle. He reached into the basket where such items are kept and the whole thing overturned onto the floor. In a frenzy, he started flinging objects back into the basket and without missing a stride, flung a set of keys to Jane who was standing ten feet away. Jane caught them easily but as she turned to pass them on to her mother, she noticed a small knife on the key chain that could have caused her serious bodily harm if she had caught the key chain any another way. Slightly alarmed, she mentioned it to her mother who made an absentminded comment about how her husband is an asshole and then turned and headed out the door to use the keys.

Jane was stunned by the lack of concern and walked back to tell her dad, "You know, you just threw a knife at me. There was a knife on that key chain". To which he responded, "there's no knife on that key chain. (pause) Then, those weren't the right keys". Jane was so dumbfounded by the lack of concern that she didn't know what to do. Her parent didn't think it was a big deal, so maybe it wasn't. She really couldn't think straight about it.

A few hours lately, Jane's dad was fixing the electronic garage door while she was carrying things in and out of the house into the garage. On one of her trips, she stopped to move a bucket near the doorway and her dad said to her, "watch out for the door". She immediately jumped back and watched the door slide down in front of her face. To clarify: her dad's warning sounded more like "you might want to move your car sometime today", than "move your head right now!" as it should have.

Again, Jane was mystified by this lack of concern for her physical well-being. And even as she continued to remark on how he had tried to kill her twice in one day, got little response from either of her parents.

It wasn't until later, when she recalled the incidents to others that the seriousness of the situation became a reality.

Now Jane wonders if her parents are criminally insane or perhaps replacements from a botched alien abduction? Will we ever know for sure?

Thanks Giving

Thanksgiving has past and now there is this tiny gap until Christmas where I can relax and not prepare for something. To be honest, having something to prepare for was quite enjoyable because I planned things out and made lists and followed the plan - and didn't stress.

I really enjoyed decorating my Thanksgiving dinner tables (this was my first year as hostess). Hosting a dinner gave my daily life purpose where it has been sorely lacking since I became unemployed.

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to spend it with everyone I wanted to. But my family was there in spirit: the tablecloths my aunt made and the pumpkin bread I baked with my mom, for example. I am thankful for my family because they've always provided a strong foundation in matters of celebration (and style!). And although our traditions have changed a lot in the past few years, I feel so fortunate to have experienced them at all.

Here's to keeping traditions alive in our heart as the future will inevitably bring change.

Cheers and Sláinte

Haiku; Perception of Others

The calm black water
holds the pale yellow moon light
and then lets it go.

For just one moment
night water reflects moon light
soft pale yellow, good-bye.

These were written sometime in early 2007. They were inspired by a painting my aunt made.

I think I enjoy the painting because it doesn't look like something my aunt would paint.

We've had recent conversations about how she comes off to some people as "all business" and "adult." I think she carries herself with great positivity, responsibility, and self-assuredness (even if that's not always what she feels on the inside). But because of these things, one wouldn't expect to see an image of such darkness come from her. I say darkness because of the literal color scheme and not the subject matter.

In our society, I think there is an expectation of adulthood that people become non-individuals, bland-minded, and part of the hoi polloi (remember in high school when you found out that your teachers were real people too?). America seems to really hate aging (especially in women) and does its best to make us feel inadequate past age 25.

So I think it can be difficult not only to be the adult and still manage to feel like yourself and not just somebody else's something or other, but also to experience our elders as they really are: whole, deep, diverse, unexpected, young at heart, wise, imperfect humans who were once where you are now.

We all need to work on judging and assuming.

A Buddhist saying paraphrased: Try to see the tree as a tree and not as your ideas about the tree. 

Cauliflower and Sweet Potato Soup

I threw this together the other night and it was one of the best soups I've ever made. The amounts are approximate. 

  Cauliflower and Sweet Potato Soup 

- 1-2 whole carrots, sliced 

- 2-3 pieces of celery, chopped 

- 3 bay leaves, whole 

- 1/3 of a large onion, chopped (I used a Maui sweet onion) 

- 2-3 cloves garlic, minced 

- 1 large sweet potato, peeled, cut into bite sized pieces (approx. 1") 

- 1 small/medium head of cauliflower, cut into bite sized pieces 

- handful of fresh green beans, with ends trimmed, and cut into bite sized pieces 

- 1 whole Anaheim chili* with the stem removed 

- 10 cups vegetable broth** 

- 1 Tbsp. Overboard spice*** (A special blend of Rosemary, sage, Thyme, Cayenne, Marjoram, Black Pepper, Onion Powder, Celery Seed, and Lavender.) 

Put all ingredients into a large stockpot with a lid and bring to a boil, then reduce to medium and simmer until veggies get soft. Check it at 15 minutes but it may need about 30 minutes of simmering. 

NOTES: 

 *Anaheim Chili - These are the long and slender bright green ones that are less hot than jalapeños but add a lot of flavor to a dish. If you add it whole, it shouldn't make the soup very "hot", only flavorful. I wouldn't recommend substituting chilies unless you are familiar with the spiciness of them. 

 **Vegetable broth - I'm sure any variety will be fine but I used a vegetarian "chicken" style from Whole Foods Market that you can get in the bulk bins in powder form. I used 8 cups water mixed with the powder and one 14oz. can of Swanson's vegetable broth (because I needed to use it up). I believe that the sodium in the canned broth gave the soup enough salt. With that said, if you used 8-10 cups worth of canned broth, be aware that it may be too salty and you should taste it and add water if necessary. 

 ***Overboard Spice - This blend is available from Spice Traders & Teas. However, most of the ingredients are common in a well-stocked spice rack and you could mix up a Tbsp. worth yourself. 

- I put the spices in several layers of cheesecloth and made an herb sachet (see instructions below). They also sell small cotton sachets with a draw string at specialty tea stores (and maybe Cost Plus) that would be good for this purpose.

Fears and Phobias

I was afraid to look out the window at night until a few years ago because once, when I was 9 or 10, I saw a face in my grandparent's kitchen window. After waking the entire house up with my scream, it turned out to be an oddly shaped planter on a window shelf.

It's interesting how we pick up phobias or irrational fears of things along our journey through childhood. I've had the following completely irrational fears over the years: 

- nervous about calling businesses or people that I don't know personally on the phone. 

- having to shut all doors, drawers, and cover all windows before bed so if a monster was there, at least I couldn't see it and get scared. 

- not letting my foot hang outside the bed covers for fear that some carpet or under-bed monster would eat my foot. 

- having to sleep with my back against a wall at all times for fear of being attacked from behind. 

- going to new places by myself. 

- popping a balloon with a pin. 

- for just one night, I really believed that the television could turn on by itself and an evil girl would be able to emerge from the screen and get me. That particular night I ended up sleeping in a room by myself with a T.V. For some reason though, I thought if I turned the T.V. on, and kept it on all night, the evil girl couldn't get through. I have the following TOTALLY rational fears (in my opinion): 

 - seeing distorted or melting faces. 

- contact with black widows (and other poisonous or possibly poisonous spiders). 

- losing my teeth.

And, I'm not irrationally afraid of any of the following (except if there was actually danger): 

 - pets and wild animals in general

- flying (except take-off and landing - give me a break).

- dentists (I have a healthy amount of anxiety sometimes, but I usually do OK)

- needles

- clowns (Ok, they creep me out sometimes, but afraid? I'm not sure)

- crowds 

- public speaking (if I have something to say and/or am prepared) 

 I can't think of any more major phobias at this time. If you feel like commenting, I'd like to hear some of your IRRATIONAL fears in particular.

:Wumpscut:

:Wumpscut: is probably one of my top 5 favorite bands (a few others high on the list are Skinny Puppy, Front 242, and Depeche Mode).

If you like Electronic, Industrial, or Gothic music you may have heard of them.

Most bands sell the typical merchandise along with albums such as posters, buttons, patches, stickers, etc.

However, :Wumpscut: is selling the following über industrial collectible which I think is AWESOME:

:W: Packing Tape

- Black printing on white tape

- alternating BKM & :W: logos

- 66 m

- Limited edition (72 pieces only)

First Blog Ever

I finally decided to break down and start a blog because I have a lot of thoughts about the world and it would be nice to put them in one place.

So this space is not specifically about any one topic because I am not about one topic.

I am a fountain of otherwise useless information, a strict generalist, an anthropologist, a Jane of all Trades.