My "quickie" horoscope on yahoo today is really entertaining, no matter how i rearrange the words. Here's the actual horoscope, "Being more analytical about your emotions will help you solve some issues today."
Now, to begin with it is funny because I am incredibly emotional, yet still over analyze anything. I'm going to blame all of that on being a woman. The following re-mixes are also amusing
Being more emotional about your analysis will help you solve some issues today.
Being more analytical about your issues will help you solve some emotions today
Being more emotional about your issues will help you solve some analysis today.
oh, horoscopes...
Monday, February 25, 2008
Drama, drama, drama
Why is it that drama is so attractive? Why is it that conflict is so sexy?
I just finished watching Brothers & Sisters (which, by the way, might be my favorite prime time drama -- it's some damn fine television) and found myself falling in love with the drama. The cheating couples were positively titillating. The relationship drama made me feel romantic -- what in the hell is wrong with me? Why am I so attracted to drama?
I spent a good 20 years -- from the time I started sprouting boobs until after I met my husband -- cultivating drama. I didn't realize it. I thought that the drama just kept happening to me; that drama hunted me down and found me where I lived. Then I took time off from dating and realized that I chased drama. I would find myself alone at home and bored and wanting to go out and create drama. Even when I began a relationship with my hubby, I would find ways to create it. I was out on a date with him and asked him if I could invite a much reviled ex to the wedding. Even thought I had realized that I craved drama, I couldn't always stop it. It took so much pausing and stopping myself over and over again to stop the drama. And yet, I still find it so attractive. The idea of all of it seems so sexy. Is it me, or is it us?
I just finished watching Brothers & Sisters (which, by the way, might be my favorite prime time drama -- it's some damn fine television) and found myself falling in love with the drama. The cheating couples were positively titillating. The relationship drama made me feel romantic -- what in the hell is wrong with me? Why am I so attracted to drama?
I spent a good 20 years -- from the time I started sprouting boobs until after I met my husband -- cultivating drama. I didn't realize it. I thought that the drama just kept happening to me; that drama hunted me down and found me where I lived. Then I took time off from dating and realized that I chased drama. I would find myself alone at home and bored and wanting to go out and create drama. Even when I began a relationship with my hubby, I would find ways to create it. I was out on a date with him and asked him if I could invite a much reviled ex to the wedding. Even thought I had realized that I craved drama, I couldn't always stop it. It took so much pausing and stopping myself over and over again to stop the drama. And yet, I still find it so attractive. The idea of all of it seems so sexy. Is it me, or is it us?
Monday, February 18, 2008
me vs. we
So, I was thinking last night that most of the decisions in our life boil down to one basic decision -- me vs. we. I was thinking about the other day at the grocery store when I was trying to decide what kind of eggs to buy. I was at the Green Market here in Renton and it seemed as though they had 15 types of eggs. Free range, cage free, hormone free, anti-biotic free, local, hugged often, raised with classical music, and on and on. I just stood there and stared for a while, considering price vs all of the other stuff on the label. The more words, the more expensive it was. This abundance of choices was actually kind of nice, for once, as I usually shop at the Safeway down the street and get to choose between Big Organic and non-organic shipped halfway across the world. When I try to shop at the local market, I often have to choose either organic or local -- rarely are things labeled as both. This is where the topic comes in -- this is a choice of me vs. we.
Organic is good for my body. However, if it isn't local, it has been shipped from who knows where and used lots of fossil fuels and been lightly sprayed with preservatives in the process. If it is local it hasn't traveled from Chile, but I can't be certain what kind of pesticides and fungicides were used. From what I have been reading, the small farms are less likely to use such treatments, but I don't know that for certain. There are also a lot of small farms that don't go for the organic certification process, or because they may use feed from their neighbors or something, they can't be considered totally organic. What is a girl to do?
Obviously, this is oversimplified, but I have decided that it would make things easier if I think of it as a case of me vs. we. Buying from industrialized organic farms like Organic Valley or Earthbound tells me (or allows me to believe) that what I am eating doesn't put pesticides in my body. That is good for me. However, it travels a long distance and puts lots of fossil fuels into the atmosphere, bad for we. On top of that, it takes me levels away from the farmer and benefits large corporations like General Mills -- also bad for the we (if, that is, I want to help small farmers survive).
If I buy locally, I am possibly putting pesticides in my body. Bad for the Me. I am also purchasing something that might be putting pesticides in the Earth -- bad for the We. However, I am eliminating the distance the food travels, using far less fossil fuels. Good for the We. And, I am supporting small farmers and developing at least a vague relationship with the farm (I can at least point to Walla Walla or Carnation on a map) good for the we. Oh, and supporting the local economy. Also good for the we.
This isn't limited to organic purchases, however. When we make decisions in our lives, are we thinking about the good of the whole or ourselves? When we make decisions that effect our partner, our families, what are we thinking about? When we choose to buy something at Target to save a few bucks and still be "fashionable" who does it benefit? Me, or We? This is a way of looking at choices that goes beyond religion (though, in theory, most religions would err on the side of We). Does a person live for the Me, the We, or somewhere in-between? Why can't I spell in-between? I honestly don't see a point of the life lived entirely for the Me. I can't see how that would be in any way fulfilling -- not to mention that if you made every decision simply concerned about yourself, that would make you an asshole with few friends (Rupert Murdoch, perhaps?).
I digress. It is my bedtime. I will chew on this for the evening.
Organic is good for my body. However, if it isn't local, it has been shipped from who knows where and used lots of fossil fuels and been lightly sprayed with preservatives in the process. If it is local it hasn't traveled from Chile, but I can't be certain what kind of pesticides and fungicides were used. From what I have been reading, the small farms are less likely to use such treatments, but I don't know that for certain. There are also a lot of small farms that don't go for the organic certification process, or because they may use feed from their neighbors or something, they can't be considered totally organic. What is a girl to do?
Obviously, this is oversimplified, but I have decided that it would make things easier if I think of it as a case of me vs. we. Buying from industrialized organic farms like Organic Valley or Earthbound tells me (or allows me to believe) that what I am eating doesn't put pesticides in my body. That is good for me. However, it travels a long distance and puts lots of fossil fuels into the atmosphere, bad for we. On top of that, it takes me levels away from the farmer and benefits large corporations like General Mills -- also bad for the we (if, that is, I want to help small farmers survive).
If I buy locally, I am possibly putting pesticides in my body. Bad for the Me. I am also purchasing something that might be putting pesticides in the Earth -- bad for the We. However, I am eliminating the distance the food travels, using far less fossil fuels. Good for the We. And, I am supporting small farmers and developing at least a vague relationship with the farm (I can at least point to Walla Walla or Carnation on a map) good for the we. Oh, and supporting the local economy. Also good for the we.
This isn't limited to organic purchases, however. When we make decisions in our lives, are we thinking about the good of the whole or ourselves? When we make decisions that effect our partner, our families, what are we thinking about? When we choose to buy something at Target to save a few bucks and still be "fashionable" who does it benefit? Me, or We? This is a way of looking at choices that goes beyond religion (though, in theory, most religions would err on the side of We). Does a person live for the Me, the We, or somewhere in-between? Why can't I spell in-between? I honestly don't see a point of the life lived entirely for the Me. I can't see how that would be in any way fulfilling -- not to mention that if you made every decision simply concerned about yourself, that would make you an asshole with few friends (Rupert Murdoch, perhaps?).
I digress. It is my bedtime. I will chew on this for the evening.
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