Wednesday washing...
I just did something I almost never do: published a blog without editing it (see 5/24). I realized I hadn't published anything since Saturday and I wanted to get something up. Usually these things bite me in the butt...
Am back in the juxtaposition of my life: washing floors on my hands and knees while wondering about Obama's choice for Supreme Court, Sotomayor. (for any readers who are living on the moon: check out the New York Times as a NY native and judge from the area, I am sure it has more than enough information to keep you informed).
I'm thinking about a conversation I had with C yesterday in the National Constitution Center in Philadelphia. I was blown away by the place - everything I loved to study in college all in a single building, but it was overcrowded hard for the kids to concentrate on the exhibit, so I'm definitely going back with the kids on another day. I told C that Pres. Obama is about to nominate someone to the Supreme Court, unbeknown to me that he would make the nomination that day. I explained that only 1 of the 9 members are a woman. What did she think about that? "Why should that matter?" A discussion is started. I look forward to further conversations.
In addition to cleaning, I'm singing to the music of my youth: Billy Joel, the Police, Cher, Les Miserables soundtrack, U2, The Cure. All on my iTunes playlist called "Cleaning Music". Some isn't from my childhood, but has a beat designed to get keep me moving.
"I'm a survivor (what),
I'm not gonna give up (what),
I'm not gon' stop (what),
I'm gonna work harder (what),
I'm a survivor (what),
I'm gonna make it (what),
I will survive (what),
Keep on survivin' (what)"
Ok, break's over, slacker!! Time to publish a 2nd unedited blog. I can edit the blog or clean 50 ft2 more of my house.
Am back in the juxtaposition of my life: washing floors on my hands and knees while wondering about Obama's choice for Supreme Court, Sotomayor. (for any readers who are living on the moon: check out the New York Times as a NY native and judge from the area, I am sure it has more than enough information to keep you informed).
I'm thinking about a conversation I had with C yesterday in the National Constitution Center in Philadelphia. I was blown away by the place - everything I loved to study in college all in a single building, but it was overcrowded hard for the kids to concentrate on the exhibit, so I'm definitely going back with the kids on another day. I told C that Pres. Obama is about to nominate someone to the Supreme Court, unbeknown to me that he would make the nomination that day. I explained that only 1 of the 9 members are a woman. What did she think about that? "Why should that matter?" A discussion is started. I look forward to further conversations.
In addition to cleaning, I'm singing to the music of my youth: Billy Joel, the Police, Cher, Les Miserables soundtrack, U2, The Cure. All on my iTunes playlist called "Cleaning Music". Some isn't from my childhood, but has a beat designed to get keep me moving.
"I'm a survivor (what),
I'm not gonna give up (what),
I'm not gon' stop (what),
I'm gonna work harder (what),
I'm a survivor (what),
I'm gonna make it (what),
I will survive (what),
Keep on survivin' (what)"
Ok, break's over, slacker!! Time to publish a 2nd unedited blog. I can edit the blog or clean 50 ft2 more of my house.
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