Saturday, October 31, 2009
January 17th, 2010
They say one door closes, another opens. I feel as if the door in front of me has a deadbolt on the door, and the key is hidden.
I've also been pondering the meaning of "test". A test is to demonstrate one's ability, one's status, or one's accomplishment in an area. One passes a test and moves on to the next level, as in final exams, or swimming tests. When one has been offered a test, is it inherent that passing assumes a movement to the next level? I don't think it is so wrong to have that assumption.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
They took our what??
Imaging my surprise to find that the halloween pumpkins that my kids picked out were missing
from my front porch. Someone took our pumpkins!
Note, they didn't take the cooler that was drying out from the XC meet we attended.
They didn't take my bulbs that have been sitting there for over a year. They didn't take my metal witch standing watch over the soon--to-come trick or treaters.
They took my kids' pumpkins. How sad.
Note: my kids pumpkins were orange, but I photographed these cool looking ones at the place we picked our pumpkins up from. they look snow-kissed and kinda pretty. enjoy. I think I'm going to make pumpkin bread later today.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Soulmates
Then I started dating. I realized that people I liked didn't like me back, or that people who liked me didn't get their affections returned. Things seemed out of whack. When I did meet someone and we got along, we tended to stay together for a long time, though I had my share of only-a-few-date times, too.
I started to realize that some people I knew, who were in arranged marriages, were doing rather well. Others, in marriages for love didn't always fare so well. How could an arranged marriage be one that could find a soulmate?
I began to realize that there are things one's parents know about a child that might actually be key to making a lifetime relationship work. A parent knows a child's moods, a child's way of understanding the world, what intrigues the child and what totally disgusts a child. A parent would look at an arranged marriage as one that is beyond the intial chemistry, but rather one that is based on similar values and the-things-that-makes-one-tick.
I have often wondered, if my parents had to choose my mate, just who they would pick for me. Would they do a good job knowing just what I need in a partner? Part of me thinks that they would get it horribly wrong, but part of me thinks that maybe they would have done a good job. They would have taken the initial sex appeal and chemistry attraction away from the whole process and would have chosen someone who would compliment me.
Back to the idea of the one and only soulmate - no, I don't believe in that. There are over 6 billion people in the world. How could I possibly find just ONE soulmate out of all those people. Say half are female and 1/10th is gay, that still leaves 2.5 billion or so as potential soulmates, and I have to find just one? I don't think Nature is so cruel.
What's left? To find someone with whom one is compatible. A person with interests somewhat similar, but different enough to keep things interesting. Also with different interests, one doesn't end up being competitive with one's partner, which is probably a good thing, given my latent competitive nature. Finding a person who compliments one's sense of the world, one's take on life in general. Complimentary humor also helps, as does similar needs for affection and intimacy. Nothing could be worse than being a person who craves physicial affection and being paired with someone who hates to be touched. That would be torture.
I love the idea of a soulmate. The idea that there is one person out there who matches my needs and wants perfectly and that if we find each other, we will both be fulfilled. I've looked for 50 years and haven't come close. Both have to find it, with each other.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
This is much harder than I thought.
So I've been trying to figure this out. Why is my heart so "stuck" on Tom? He's not perfect. Well, no one is, but he's comfortable. I understand his humor. I know some of the things that are important to him. I won't ever really understand everything because my experience in life doesn't match his. I can't begin to fathom how religion and his parents' beliefs have played out in his life. I could go on and on about him, but I won't, cause this is about me figuring things out. So why am I stuck, especially since I don't want to be? I care about him enough that I want him to find what he needs. Even though I want this for him, it's so much harder than I thought it would be.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Dating Sites - It's a laugh
You'd think during the free period, the sites would bend over backwards to make them seem appealing. They are not. One spends about 10 min or so filling out a questionaire. Things such as : friends describe me as _______. When people first notice me they see that I'm __________. I wish more people would recognize this about me: _____________________. One is also asked about religion (NOT!) and if one wants kids. Another question is regarding how far a diameter in distance one wishes to seek a date. For me the answers are "No" and "30 miles".
Why the fuck am I getting matches from people in Wisconson? Why is my "perfect match" someone who writes about walking with God along His way? What total fucking idiots! Is there NO WAY that a match program can't identify that Wisconson (and Huntington Beach, and North Carolina...) is more than 30 miles away. When I've written that churches are only places filled with the evils of humankind, why does the stupid match system link me to someone who needs to have God in his life? Give me a fucking break. Maybe these sites work for people who really do want a match and who are willing to sift through all the chaff to get to the few nice grains of wheat. I'm not there yet. Not by a longshot.
Odd that the person using the service can't rate the importance of various "must haves". My god, even one guy's profile talked about his wanting "his guy" to be something special. I get matched with a bisexual (or gay?) person. Can't that be a selection, too?? I've got enough fucking idiots in my life, I don't need to be matched with more! Oh, and it's not just women who read "Eat, Pray, Love" One of my matches is currently reading that now. *rolls eyes*
Trust me, I can find idiot guys on my own easily enough. If I were to pay for a service like this, I'd want the damn service to WORK! Oh yes, and spelling does count. Nothing worse than hearing about "anywhere matrue people hang out." Dont "matrue" people know how to spell? How about this description of self, "American African, American Latino, American white, Native American?" Hmm, Every other ethnicity is capitalized but White. Maybe that's a subtle message? Not only is "Eat, Pray, Love" a killer, but so is "The Secret." Doesn't anyone remember reading "the Emperor's New Clothes" when they were little?
There are so many things that are laughable. Take this person's profile picture: http://pictures.match.com/pictures/31/80/77893180A.jpeg. he's an okay looking guy, but why the heck put a dumpster in one's profile picture. It makes one only think the logical thought.. he's trash! Sheesh.
This started out as a short post. Really it did. I just keep looking at my matches and the material kept coming.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
The right tool for the job
Thursday, October 8, 2009
George Mark House
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
WARNING: Long post
Table 1: Population Characteristics | ||||||
Characteristic | % of population in Alameda Co. | % of population in California | % of population in the U.S. | |||
Caucasian | 56.4 | 76.6 | 79.8 | |||
Black | 13.5 | 6.7 | 12.8 | |||
American Indian and Alaska Native persons | 0.7 | 1.2 | 1.0 | |||
Asian | 24.9 | 12.5 | 4.5 | |||
Native Hawaiian and Other Pacific Islander | 0.8 | 0.4 | 0.2 | |||
Two or more races | 3.8 | 2.6 | 1.7 | |||
Persons of Hispanic or Latino origin | 21.8 | 36.6 | 15.4 | |||
White persons not Hispanic | 36.8 | 42.3 | 65.6 | |||
Language other than English spoken at home | 36.8 | 39.5 | 17.9 | |||
High School Graduates | 84.2 | 76.8 | 80.4 | |||
Bachelors Degree, or higher | 34.9 | 26.6 | 24.4 | |||
Median Household Income | $68,263 | $59,928 | $50,740 | |||
Median Value of owner occupied housing unit | $303,100 | $211,500 | 119,600 | |||
Home Ownership rate | 54.7 | 56.9 | 66.2 | |||
Persons below poverty | 11.7 | 12.4 | 13.0 | |||
Persons per square mile | 1956.3 | 217.2 | 79.6 | |||
Characteristic | % of population in Alameda Co. | % of population in California | % of population in the U.S. | |||
Insured | 89.1 | 81.8 | 83 | |||
Source of ongoing care | 89.7 | 87.8 | 77 | |||
Community based response. Despite Alameda County having an overall improved rate of health insurance and a source of regular care among its population, health disparities continue to exist. Drilling down in the data a bit further, huge inequities exist for health insurance coverage when examined by race. Figure 1 demonstrates the disparities in health insurance coverage, by race.
Test?
Yes, it is all just one big test, isn't it?
It's a test of patience, of which I'm slowing growing some. It's a test of staying power. It's a test of sticking by one's guns and for what is right. In this context, I'm speaking of work. What an interesting ball of crap this all is.
It's also a test in my personal life. How confused can I get? I think that is the ultimate test. With T I've been careful to not start conversations, as I don't want to seem needy or clingy. I've finally stopped having thoughts of him first thing when I wake up. I kinda miss that, but it's not in my control anyway, so I have to give that up. So what's happened? I get messages from him more frequently than I used to. I generally started the day's conversations, but now he is doing this. It's neither a bad nor a good thing. It just is. Overall, things feel much as they did before. We get along well. We play together. We still make innuendos, though I think less than previously. We don't talk of snuggling, nor of kisses. Really, that feels like the only change. How odd is this? We've gone from lovers/bf-gf to "just friends". Yep, a test, for sure.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Nightmares
I've heard the information about choosing not to dream these things, or being able to change the channel when one becomes conscious of having a bad dream, but I've never been successful at either. Sometimes I think these dreams are a way to prepare me for the future. Sure, I can take the general safety precautions of locking my doors, closing windows on the ground floor at night, but sometimes one has to learn how to still think rationally in fear. Same thing with the second dream. Perhaps I need to learn what to do when a person goes missing. I woke up in the process of calling my friend's cell phone in the dream, to see if my friend simply got drunk and stayed somewhere else that night, if my friend picked up someone and stayed at that person's house, or if my friend was in trouble somewhere. I'll never know where my friend was in the dream, though all of my friends have the courtesy to let me know if they aren't coming home when I've been invited to stay at their home!
For whatever reason, I'm having these bad dreams and I wish they would stop. I need to feel rested when I wake up, not as if I've been fighting for my life! That said, at least I am sleeping again. I'm not feeling as emotional as I had been. True, my feelings are very guarded currently, but I'm doing okay.