Thursday, November 26, 2009

Found Ampersands

RGBisMe and I are hosting a new blog called Found Ampersands. It will highlight ampersands we find on our travels. We will share photos, list where they were found and do our best to identify what font they are.

Found Ampersands is for entertainment purposes only. This also goes for our other blogs. We wouldn't want to misrepresent our blogs as educational resources so don't be surfing them from your workplace if it's taboo.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Gender Bias

When I experience perceived gender bias in conversations my first reaction is that I must have misunderstood the intent of the speaker. I do try to get clarification if I can. When I hold a speaker accountable for the gender bias, the most frequent response I have gotten has been, "Oh, I'm just kidding." I have also been ignored after standing firm on the issue of fair treatment by pointing out the bias. Forgive me if I do not have limitless time and energy to waste on people whose brick wall and righteous attitudes are that women are to be inherently mistrusted and put down.

I found a great set of exercises for those of us who think we are pretty well boned up on the issue. Although gender bias is a serious topic with professionally damaging consequences, WorkLife Law’s gender bias training website offers a zany, brainy approach that allows you to learn what you need to know, share your experiences, and have fun in the process.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Giving Thanks


“When we are grateful for the good we already have, we attract more good into our life. On the other hand, when we are ungrateful, we tend to shut ourselves off from the good we might otherwise experience.” - Margaret Stortz

Friday, October 30, 2009

Friday, October 16, 2009

Snowfall

Snowfall
Softly
Gently drift down

Snowflakes
Whisper
'Neath my window

Covering trees
Misty lights
Velvet breeze
'Round my doorstep

Gently
Softly
Silent
Snowfall

Covering trees
Misty lights
Velvet breezes
'Neath my window

Gently
And softly
Silent
Snowfall

Drift down
Drift down
Drift down
Snowfall
Ruth Thornhill / Claude Thornhill - 1941

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

First Frost by the Waning Harvest Moon

The chill hit strong enough last night to cause our first frost of the season. Time to say goodbye to some fruits of summer; those delicate and thin skinned plants are withering in this morning's sun. Annuals, like basil, wouldn't haven't survived this first frost and we had been harvesting the seeds earlier this month and last weekend the final leaves became pesto.

Looking through the chilly morning haze at the waning crest of this year's harvest moon allowed me to reflect on all I have been lucky enough to reap. Our garden yielded a wonderful Spring of sugar snap peas, a moderate Summer of cherry tomatoes (many which had been stolen by the chipmunks) and a meager Autumn of pole beans. The Autumn harvest has been mainly saved to seed the hopes of next year.

By Samhain even many apples left on the trees will have sufficient frost bite that they will be too mushy for eating. There are just a few good harvest days left for much that is good and natural. The wheel will turn again and again and if the old plants do not return it is always exciting to see the new ones and what they bring.

Wednesday, October 07, 2009

How to Dance in the Rain

Thanks to DaBraLady for sending this to me
It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.

I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.

While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning. He said no, he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health.

He told me she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.

As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late.

He replied she no longer knew who he was, she had not recognized him in five years now.

I was surprised,and asked him,'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?'

He smiled as he patted my hand and said,'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is.'

I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, 'That is the kind of love I want in my life.'

True love is neither physical, nor romantic.

True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message. This one I thought I could share with you.

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have.

I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did.

'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.