I like to stay up late and sleep in. I'm a mom of 3. I travel for work. I'm sarcastic, laid back and shy but I love to meet people. Use one of the dozen ways to contact me...just don't call me on the phone. I'm SEMiNurse everywhere.
I'm a nurse. Technically.
"I don't do chatty. I like quiet. Quiet and mean. Those are my people." Edie Falco as Nurse Jackie.
- Find me
Hey I’m in a whale’s vagina!
Stay classy.
I love this question.
I don’t really remember exactly how I found and ended up on Tumblr. It was through Twitter. I followed a lot of the same people there but was frustrated by Twitter’s character limit. I was going through a pretty significant time in my life and loved the ability Tumblr provided to share in multiple ways. I could hide if I wanted, or reach out to others, which leads me to my favorite thing…
…the friends I’ve made here. I’ve met some fantastic people and learned some amazing things. I love the diversity, humor and sincerity of those I follow. I love that when people post something about being in trouble or need, people rally around them. I was fortunate enough to have experienced a bit of this and it’s amazing. Tumblr is full of passionate people, which is inspiring and refreshing. However, it also leads me to my least favorite thing…
…sometimes the passion morphs into something that hinders people’s ability to have compassion or empathy on here. Diversity makes the world go ‘round, or so the saying goes. The James Hollis quote I posted last week said it well, I believe.
Essentially, the more psychologically mature one is, the better one is able to tolerate other views and the ambiguities of life. When we feel psychological anxiety it’s usually a prelude to growth, but people tend to avoid it as an unpleasant experience, ultimately denying themselves the opportunity to grow. Instead they lash out at what is causing the anxiety, attempting to alleviate the discomfort by discrediting the issue &/or person causing it, either consciously or unconsciously.
I see that here sometimes. Anger, judgment, blame, name-calling…it’s more of a reflection on those making those statements than it is on those they’re criticizing. And to be clear, I’m talking about the extreme here, not the everyday “hey I just disagree with you” exchanges.
I love it here, still. In spite of it all, the good far outweighs the bad. And if you’re reading this, you’re one of the good things. So, thank you.
I love Tina Fey so much.
This is some serious action.
The stamina…I’m impressed. He knows how to take his time and do it right. I’m exhausted.
So I know this is a little late for Mother’s Day, but up until the past couple days I’ve actually been pretty busy with work and kids and family and stuff. You know, those pesky things that keep us away from Tumblr every so often.
Anyway, I’m posting this because you see that highlighted sentence up there, outlined in red? That person…Conni Place…well she’s my mom.
I’ve mentioned her and her success at skeet shooting before. She was the dominant woman shooter in the world for quite a few years in the 70’s and 80’s. Charles Schulz was quite outspoken in his support of women in sports, publishing a series of strips in the 70’s about Title IX and creating female characters in his comics that were equal to the males.
But I digress. My mom was good. She was so good that she was in a Sunday Peanuts strip with some other pretty famous women. I’m proud of what she accomplished. As you can imagine, shooting was and to some degree still is a primarily male sport. She rocked it.
She was raised in a family where men were where it was at. If you weren’t male, you didn’t really count. It messed with her but she also overcame a lot of it.
Now, I complain about my parents. Almost everyone does. And my mom was like everyone else…human. She wasn’t perfect. In fact, a lot of the mistakes she made were repeating the same messages she received growing up. But she loved us a whole lot and she was there for us.
Plus she pulled me out of the pool when I was 2 and she found me floating face down. Thanks, Mom. Love you.
5 questions for Michael Tanner -- a policy expert who says we’ve made poverty too ’comfortable’
This creates a lot of spirited discussion. It’s interesting. And if you read what he says, the intent is to reduce those living in poverty.
“People on my side of this have often appeared to be hard-hearted, by arguing on a dollars-and-cents basis. But you shouldn’t measure compassion by inputs. You measure by outcomes. And by that measure, we’re failing.”
Hump Day Humpiness
- With all that loving yesterday I sure had some crazy dreams about y’all. Tumblr on the brain.
- Had an eye exam this morning. NO BIFOCALS YET HOLLA
- Do not underestimate the importance of a good bra. They are worth every penny ladies.
- It’s really warm here at last. The trees are finally green, too, so when I look out my windows I see beautiful color instead of grey and brown.
- Yes, sometimes folks can have a misguided idolatry of crazy famous people. But even crazy famous people can make an occasional statement that someone finds inspirational or can relate to in some way. I get it. Having said that, I will not be quoting Charles Manson any time soon.
- I really want to go to the DC tweetup in June but my work schedule is getting ridiculous. I’ll have to play it by ear and see. Fingers crossed.
- CANNONBALL
