What to do with California?

26 05 2009
I’m watching CNN live, and the courts have upheld Prop.8, which bans same sex marriage.  If there is any light in the tunnel, the 18,000 marriages that did take place last fall in California are still legal.  I’m thrilled for my friends Jason and Chris that their marriage is still valid ! 
I just want to say that I am very sad!  I think this is no longer an issue of whether or not same sex marriages are Biblically correct, but that they are a civil rights issue.  I believe that everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, gay, straight, able, disabled, of every race, color, creed, and religion (I think that just about covers it !) should have the same rights, opportunities and laws to support them in their legal and equal right to get married.  And I am proud to say that I live in the great Commonwealth of Massachusetts, which recognizes that this is an equal rights issue, and was one of the first states to legalize same sex marriages.  Maybe living in Massachusetts gives me a different perspective, I don’t know, but it still saddens me about California.




More Friend Frustration

24 03 2009

I want to comment a little more about the previous post, because maybe some of you can give me some of your insight that might be helpful.  The situation is with my friend X.  I’m going to use an initial for reasons that will become clear in a minute.  I’ve posted about X before, so this is an ongoing situation that just came to a head.

Well, X has two small children, and unfortunately last spring she and her husband needed to separate due to a situation of domestic violence.  X is now living in a women’s shelter with the girls and our contact, due to the distance that the shelter is, consists of phone calls.  X has decided that life is too tough for her being a single mom, and being a parent in general is too tough and she wants her husband (she’s not ready for a divorce) to step up to the plate and become responsible and involved in her and the girls’ lives.

It’s gotten to the point where every phone call is about her latest problem about her living situation (“they haven’t fixed the light over the kitchen table” or “one of the washing machines in the building still isn’t fixed.”)  There’s nothing that I can do about any of this, and as I point out to her, she’s very lucky in this economy to have a roof over her head, and a safe place for the her and the girls to live.  But nope, it’s one complaint after another.  And everything revolves around her and the problems in her life.  She is so self involved that she can’t even fathom that other people may have issues, or even that society in general is in a state of upheaval.

I finally reached my end point when she announced that people were “trying to control her” because they disagreed with her when she discussed going back to her husband.  I finally told her that our friendship would indeed change if she went back, because I couldn’t trust her husband.  That was my choice, but it was necessary for my safety and well being.  I emphasized that I was in no way trying to control her, but that I had to take care of myself.  She accused me of trying to control her, and after I realized her irrationality, I told her that our friendship needed some space.  She went ballistic and started yelling at me over the phone.

She doesn’t realize that her family and friends have worried and spent sleepless nights thinking about the harm that the husband caused, and that we have had to deal with those feelings, each one of us, in our own ways.  I spent many nights before she left him, worrying that someone might end up in hospital or dead, and I tried for months, along with many other people to give and get  the couple professional help, which was unsuccessful, before helping her out of the situation.  I have nothing against the husband, except for the fact that he’s done nothing but the bare minimum (read that as court ordered) to change his behavior.

Right now, I’m exhausted from worrying that if X goes back to him that someone might end up dead.  I can’t worry about that.  As one of my other friends said, at least I got her and the girls out at the critical time, so that they’ve been safe for almost a year.  I also talked with an older friend of mine, who has a lot more life experience, and she told me that sometimes we have to distance ourselves from the toxic relationships.  That I wasn’t getting anything our of the friendship, since there was never a two way conversation, it was all X’s grumblings.

So I what I have to say is that I realized the toxicity of the friendship and said I needed my space.  I can only worry about my own actions in life, I guess.





Center of the universe

16 03 2009

I’ve had some issues with a friend of mine who doesn’t seem to realize that her behavior doesn’t just impact herself, but it impacts everyone around her.  After a lot of thought and prayer, I decided for my own well being, that I needed to to tell her that some of her decisions were affecting her friends (and I tried to be as nice and kind as possible, citing the way her behavior has affected me personally.)  But she just didn’t get it.  Every other word out of her mouth was “me, me, me” or “my” or “mine.”  I just had enough and had to tell her that I needed some space, because I had to take care of my own mental health, which of course she didn’t understand, because me having issues was out of the question.  Everything must revolve around her.  I’m so sick of people thinking that they are the center of the universe!!!





My family

1 03 2009

Many of you have been wondering how my pseudo brother Ben is doing now that he’s back from the Middle East and out of the armed services.  Well, I talked to him yesterday and we had a quick, but great conversation.  The best part of our relationship is that we can talk about the important stuff, laugh together and tease each other, all in a short amount of time.  Plus Ben ended the conversation with the “I love you sis.”  That always gets me.  And chokes me up.  I’m so glad that he is home and safe.

As I’ve gotten older, I’ve come to realize that sometimes the best family that a person has is a family that we create out of important people in our lives, and not necessarily our blood, biological, or the family that raised us.  I’ve been so blessed to have created a new family for myself as I grew up.  It’s a combination of friends, both old and new, family that I’m actually related to by blood, and people from my church.  What I consider to be my family has people from a couple of weeks old to people who are in their eighties and above.  I have white people and people of color in my family.  I have straight, gay and people who are on different places of the sexuality spectrum in my family.  I am called “Aunt,” “Mentor,” “Auntie,” “Friend,” “Cousin,” “God-Daughter,” “Sister” (by more than 3  people :) , and more other names than I can think of now.

So as I begin this Lenten Season of reflection, I’m thankful for all of you that are part of my family.





Middle of November

20 11 2008

I’m so glad that I can see the end of November coming.  I’m about to hit 40,000 words with the National Novel Writing Month.  (and the novel is actually not as bad as it was about a week ago)  Thanksgiving is coming up soon, and I LOVE turkey.  I’ve found out that a couple of different friends of mine are at different stages of pregnancy. And the Boston Bruins hockey team is on a major winning streak.  So all in all life is not so bad!





Go Keith Olbermann!!!

11 11 2008

Last night Keith Olbermann talked about life, liberty and most of all love.   He was referring to the passing of Proposition 8 In California, which denies the chance to gay and lesbian people in California to get legally married.  Keith Olbermann talks with such caring and compassion about the rights of ALL people.  I began to cry about halfway through this commentary.  Because I have friends in California who got married on October 18th, 2008 and now the state of California is saying that their marriage might not be valid, simply because both of them were born with XY chromosomes, making them both male.  I don’t understand how wanting to be equal under the law is a bad thing, especially since, if you’re going to get Biblical with me, Jesus said the next greatest law (after loving God) is loving your neighbor.

Living in Massachusetts, I have had the privilege to attend the wedding, the legal wedding, of a lesbian couple that I absolutely adore.  I helped out with decorating the venue and with the centerpieces on the tables (which were picnic baskets filled with goodies.)  To me, this was exactly what I had done so many times before for heterosexual couples weddings that I was involved in, that I didn’t see any difference between the weddings.  And I still don’t.   I cried at the end of the wedding, just like I did before, and just like I have since.  To me, it really was just another wedding.  Even though I do know that there was something very special about it.

To me, it’s all about love.  We need more of it today.  So to Jason and Chris, as I said before, no matter what proposition 8 says, you’ll always be married in my eyes!  I love you guys!  

This post is dedicated to all of my friends who are fighting in the struggle for equality for people of all gender identities.  Straight, gay, bisexual, trans-gender, it’s the process that’s important, and we all need to keep on fighting until everyone gets the same rights.   For those of us who are straight, I leave you with the thought that I have on a button that I wear “Straight, but not narrow”

(Thanks to Krista for showing me the video in the first place!)





It’s NaNoWriMo time again!!

13 10 2008

For those of you who are new to my blog, I’m doing the National Novel Writing Month project again.  (Also known as NaNoWriMo)  The goal, and the pride of winning, is if you write a novel of 50,000 words during the month of November.  It averages to be about (for me) 3 writing hours a day and 1667 words a day.  It think with the font I used in Microsoft Word last year it turned out to be about 120 pages or so.  50,000 words is about the size of “Catcher in the Rye.”  I was successful last year, and I’m hopeful that I’ll win again this year.  My friend K, turned me onto this, and I’ve been waiting and plotting all year to do this again!

So wish me luck, and if I tune out for November, you’ll know why.  And if you think that this might be something interesting that you might like to do, let me know and we can do this together!





October, 1982, Milwaukee, Wisconsin

28 09 2008

Do you know where you were in October 26 years ago?  I know where I was.  I was at the old County Stadium in the great city of Milwaukee, Wisconsin cheering on the Milwaukee Brewers the last time they were in the playoffs (and the World Series against St. Louis.)  My family had tickets to the playoffs and the World Series, which was absolutely unbelievable!!!  My dad grew up a die hard Boston Red Sox fan (at that time, the Sox hadn’t won the World Series since 1918) and loved baseball.  And my dad taught my brother and me to love baseball too.  When I was growing up, the Milwaukee Brewers had a great program for families, where for a really low price, you could buy something like 6 or 8 tickets a year for children under 13 and the parents would get a reduced price as well.  So going to the baseball games was the big entertainment for our family.  We didn’t take vacations, with my dad working full time and my mom being a full time student getting her Ph.d, and them both doing full time parenting, so being together at Brewer games is really what I remember most.  And then as a teenager, my friends and I would go to a couple of games together.  (Q. and I had some crushes on players as I remember ?!?!)

Back to 1982.  Because my dad had lived his entire life watching the Red Sox lose, when the Brewers made it to the playoffs, my dad told my mom and I quote “if we have to mortgage the house to get tickets, we’ll do it.”  Wow!  Well, they didn’t have to do any refinancing, because when mom went down to County Stadium to see if tickets were available, they had just released the tickets that other baseball clubs didn’t want, so we had tickets for both series BEHIND HOME PLATE.  It really was a dream for all of us (except for the Brewers losing the World Series to St. Louis.)  I think my photos from that time are at my folks, so I’ll post them when I find them.

I was back in M’waukee a year and a half ago and stocked up on Brewer gear for my family (they changed the logo a couple of years ago.)  So I’m set to watch the Brewers.

And my beloved Red Sox made it as the wild card in the American league, so they’ll be playing too.  I don’t know what I’m going to do, with all of this baseball going on!  Luckily I have enough Brewer and Red Sox gear to be able to go a couple of days without doing laundry, I’ll just switch hats and shirts (and even socks!) when I need to!  Thank goodness hockey season doesn’t start until later in the month, otherwise, I’d be really confused!





Yummy Yummy

27 09 2008

I just had the most wonderful split pea soup that was made by my friend Tito.  She’s soooooo sweet.  She knows how much I love split pea soup, so whenever she makes split pea soup for her family, she sets some aside for me.  Thanks Tito, you made my day!!!!





John Taylor???

23 09 2008

This little tidbit of information is of special relevance to one particular friend of mine.  We’ll see how they react :)

Did you know that there are actually TWO John Taylors who play guitar for famous bands?  (and to quote Comedian Craig Ferguson “I knowwwwww”)  What’s really weird is that I’ve seen one live in concert and one only on tv.  And the bands?  John Taylor (1) plays bass guitar for Duran Duran and John Taylor (2) plays backup guitar for The Jonas Brothers. 

Given that the band of my teenage years was Duran Duran.  There were pictures of them in my school locker.  I even named a stuffed animal after John Taylor from Duran Duran.  So obviously I saw the John Taylor live with the Jonas Brothers.  That was Addie’s birthday present… tickets to see the Jonas Brothers.  It was quite an experience.