tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54179152024-03-07T15:29:47.923-04:00(the one without the frame)Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.comBlogger246125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-4796449296731070092009-03-23T18:37:00.003-03:002009-03-23T18:43:52.782-03:00Once upon a time, there was a little girl, whose parents told her when she grew up she could be anything she wanted to be. Today, she sits in front of a computer monitor all day long and types things that are not all that interesting to her. She doesn't get paid very well for that either.As she sits there, she wonders, how all those years of education could lead her to that very spot. Doing Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-20814064855122536972009-03-14T12:28:00.003-03:002009-03-14T12:41:34.230-03:00Toto, we're not in Kansas anymoreIt's official. Western Culture has finally gone through the looking glass. I'm calling it now.I am still obsessed with market economics. Reading, reeling...And of course I have been following the Daily Show, and his smack down of MSNBC. Basically, he blames the network for being complicit in the crisis. Basically, instead of investigative reporting, "fair and balanced", the network became Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-92213280087301664092009-03-09T19:52:00.004-03:002009-03-09T20:32:52.956-03:00Oops she started a rantI'm still flat lining - with regards to inspiration or motivation. But I thought I would give this a whirl, an injection of atropine so to speak. And thus I have proven that you can learn something by watching ER.I'll let you in on what I have been obsessing about lately, and thus reveal how utterly odd and geeky I am. First, in order to appreciate how odd, I need you to know this. I cannot Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-67526957533747465552009-02-25T18:27:00.001-04:002009-02-25T18:28:05.602-04:00Brain DeadMust be the winter-blahs. Have not felt like writing much. I get in these moods. Please be patientHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-46498224070140392122009-02-16T17:59:00.003-04:002009-02-16T18:16:01.383-04:00Family nightI'm going to give Monday at the Movies a little vacation. I like to share a documentary that has recently challenged me to flex my thought muscle, or at least a topic that is somewhat relevant to my circumstances. This week, bah, nothing. So instead of faking it, I thought I'd like say fuck it. I mean, it is my website after all.So picture this. A small futon-sofa. On it you can see a 41 year oldHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-25934607164815131032009-02-14T12:19:00.003-04:002009-02-14T12:28:55.724-04:00Evil thoughts.Aidan and I were strolling down the mall, on our way out, when I heard it. "Sounds like some kind of animal", I said to him. Then the crowd parted and the source of the guttural screaming was revealed. A toddler, stiffened, arms and legs out straight and in the throes of a primal scream session. Wow. I remember those days. I was that mother. I summoned some compassion, since I remember that Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-29551602835665450572009-02-11T19:31:00.003-04:002009-02-11T19:51:50.893-04:00Did the Buddha care about dust bunnies?I have come to the conclusion that being diligent with housework, is an inherited trait. Suffice to say, I am just a carrier. My grandmother was what you call a neat-freak. The smell of Javex reminds me of her. She ironed her underwear, she ironed her facecloths and bras! I always wondered why she kept dogs, because she was forever muttering about their hair. But man, could she wield a vacuum Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-81767322786371805272009-02-09T18:31:00.003-04:002009-02-09T18:45:42.833-04:00Monday at the Movies: Volume 5This series of films is one of the most exciting documentaries that I have seen in a long time. Its called A Century of Self, and connects the rise of psychoanalytic theory with marketing and advertising, and also how psychoanalysis and Freudian theory have profoundly affected the democratic process. It's fascinating! Have you ever wondered why you have to add to eggs to cake mix? No? Well, thereHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-26623545668178774252009-02-04T17:27:00.002-04:002009-02-04T17:38:50.403-04:00Cursive's CurseA few weeks ago, I read this scrawling note in Owen's agenda. Each kid has a day planner - homework, notes and helpful hints on becoming a model student (what-evah!)The note said that Owen is not writing his homework down, and therefore not bringing it home. This prompted a letter to the teacher, since this is an issue we have been dealing with since October. Now I know why moms have the Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-22127644376244974832009-02-02T17:47:00.004-04:002009-02-02T18:00:28.862-04:00Monday at the Movies: Volume 4So today, I've decided to go a bit lighter. Well, kinda sorta. Enough of the heavy questions about capitalism and the convoluted meanderings of a paranoid conspiracy theorist...for now... So, tonight, marks the first official video about Buddhism. It's about time. I've chosen this one in particular because it is relevant to issues I have been thinking about - in regards to Harry, in particular. IHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-71523445318833210182009-02-01T10:10:00.003-04:002009-02-01T10:28:07.292-04:00StorytellingThis parenting thing never gets easier does it? At one point in time, all I had to do was ensure they were clean and fed, through a foggy haze of sleep deprivation. Now I am dealing with this self-esteem thing. My theory is this - first you have to feel good in your own skin before you can start to admit that the whole business of self definition is an elaborate form of storytelling. I suppose IHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-46006707897100754392009-01-29T20:06:00.003-04:002009-01-29T20:18:41.041-04:00The PowerPoint PrincessPart of my job involves creating speeches for my supervisors. Sometimes I will receive the semblance of a topic (say for example...its about The English Language...) or other times, its a bit more precise. I've become the go to gal for all things speech related. I structure the talk, create the visuals for it (for I loathe bullet points), make the notes and create a compendium of background Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-40581042378809100942009-01-28T19:06:00.003-04:002009-01-28T19:41:14.385-04:00Free TherapyAlas alack. Not much to say today. Oh dear oh dear. One of my professors once told me that writing, even if it was the same word, was better than writing nothing. So, today, you shall have stream of consciousness, internet. Yesterday, Eric and I went to see a comedy show. Hilarious! I heartily recommend laugh therapy. I highly recommend Jeremy Hotz or you can visit him home page here...Free Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-72653226098054801422009-01-26T18:33:00.002-04:002009-01-26T18:53:25.663-04:00Monday at the Movies: Volume 3Okay, so I am going to throw a real whack job your way. Evidence of Revision is an interesting series. Its like a decoupage of video that is already out there, wrapped within one bigger idea. This one, really strokes my conspiracy g-spot. In this documentary, the film-makers (or editors) start with the Robert Kennedy Assassination, and link Sirhan Sirhan to a covert CIA program called MKUltra. Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-72864938578072867562009-01-25T10:14:00.003-04:002009-01-25T10:31:35.982-04:00Side EffectsI think I mentioned briefly that I quit smoking at the beginning of January. I've been using the nicotine patch, and so far, I have not been smoking. I've replaced the habit with copious amounts of tea. Vanilla black tea in the morning, a cup of white pear tea, carob chai, in the evening I switch to herbal - cinnamon, cherry, peach, raspberry, mandarin..As I read the program booklet with the Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-22192916604765149492009-01-22T18:32:00.002-04:002009-01-22T18:46:51.300-04:00The Big Boy BedWe've never had much luck getting Aidan to sleep in his own bed. It started, well, when we moved him from the crib to the bed. We moved to our new house almost two years ago. I thought it would be a good time to really encourage the sleep-in-your-own-bed concept. We even got Thomas bedding! And sheets! I even made lovely Thomas prints for his wall. I think that lasted 2 nightd. And then he would Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-19738833260315022072009-01-20T20:19:00.003-04:002009-01-20T20:47:38.398-04:00Capitalism is the opiate of the peopleMany thanks to The Blonde Duck. You got me thinking. And, there is nothing better than getting me thinking. Cheap hobby. Can be dangerous. Always wear a helmet.She got me thinking about basic human nature. Do we create the systems we inhabit because of our inherent qualities, or are we profoundly shaped by the systems we inhabit, because we usually forget we have the intelligence and ingenuity toHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-29896466941807419652009-01-19T20:04:00.003-04:002009-01-19T20:27:09.360-04:00Monday at the Movies: Volume 2This train of thought started with an innocent conversation a few months ago. One of my coworkers has a degree in philosophy, so I asked her "I wonder what big idea is being challenged at the moment?" All the big ones seem to have been queried ad infinitum. What is truth? What is knowledge? What is meaning? What is this all about? And then as the stock market suddenly turned south, I turned to Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-6498270493637570522009-01-17T09:32:00.003-04:002009-01-17T09:49:40.488-04:00The Quantum of me = ?What happened to my week? Ah, that's what happens when you are the hamster on the wheel of work. What kept me interested this week? Quantum Physics...again. Must be my new kick. They (the ones who can do the actual calculations) - are tweaking the big bang theory. See, theorists are puzzled at what was going on before the universe goes pop! Apparently, it would be a singularity of infinite Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-22927986855484930332009-01-13T20:14:00.002-04:002009-01-13T20:28:50.919-04:00Nothing like a little insanity with your Antiques RoadshowSo last night, I was curled up on the sofa, and NOT watching the internet for a change. It was Monday. Antiques Roadshow night. About halfway through, my eyes were lolling shut, drifting into a velvety sleep, when Aidan pops over, crying. I sat up, just a little disoriented. He had Eric's cell phone. And he was crying. I asked what was wrong. "I called 911""You did what?"Then he cried harder and Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-47214993007871762382009-01-12T18:19:00.001-04:002009-01-12T20:35:34.360-04:00Monday at the Movies: Volume 1I've decided to initiate a weekly feature on The Big Picture. I've noticed over the past 6 or so months my media viewing experience has dramatically changed. I'm so picky when it comes to television programming and movies. I only watch a couple of television shows - none of which, I am happy to report, are remotely related to reality TV. I've been watching the internet more and more. This summer,Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-89283308833520870982009-01-09T17:18:00.002-04:002009-01-09T17:46:28.541-04:00Ode to Mushrooms and other related fungiI am here to announce that I have reached a state of not-itch. I am quite clear that it resides in a parallel universe approaching bliss. I can't believe that itchy feet have been my daily mantra over the past week. Enter that state, and you will truly understand that the entrance to hell is covered in tinea pedis. Believe it or not, the entire experience reminded me of a funny story, so while I Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-62233141880369419062009-01-06T17:48:00.003-04:002009-01-06T18:41:40.184-04:00Magic blogI think this blog is somewhat like the genie in the lamp. I wrote a few posts back that my ennui had something to do with too much routine, and not enough change.There are a couple of things that have coalesced over the past few days, to make me wonder that this is indeed the magic blog. Now I just need to know how to make it work consistently, so, you know, when I type in "I would like to win Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-82869635023267901192009-01-02T11:03:00.003-04:002009-01-02T11:44:12.758-04:00Reviews from the Geeky Pansy GamerDuring the harsh cold winter months, I spend time on the XBox. Lots of time on the Xbox. I only like to play very particular games, and I would not consider myself, by any stretch, to be a hardcore gamer. I'm quite a pansy when it comes to gaming, but I like to play nonetheless. My preferred genre is RPG (Role playing games). I don't really like FPS (First Person Shooter) type games - you know Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417915.post-16810283669694127532008-12-29T17:49:00.002-04:002008-12-29T18:11:47.321-04:00Auld Lang SineHolidays have come and gone - much was baked, eaten and consumed, and we have enough Lego now to build a small dwelling. Wonder if Lego is eco-friendly? Wouldn't want a giant to trip over it, I suppose. As the year draws to a close, I find myself contemplative and reflective. I suppose many people are at this time of year. I find the years that we call "middle age" are like the Trans-Canada Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05280885526899399810noreply@blogger.com2