Recently an advice column has been making the rounds on social media, in which a person asks for advice on what to do about poor kids coming into your neighborhood to trick or treat. The writer was pretty harshly criticized, and given how they talked about how their street isn’t that rich, they’re just doctors and lawyers and business owners, I’d say justifiably so. But it did make me think about some stuff.
There is a common complaint amongst 20 and 30 something moms in my circles. “How do I make friends?” They ask. “How do you meet and connect with people now that we’re no longer in high school / college?” Many of us (and probably not just moms) feel a lack of connection, companionship, and intimacy in our lives. The online interest groups we join to discuss our hobbies are a poor replacement for actual community with real, human interaction. We know this, and yet we feel utterly ignorant to what we can do about it. We have no idea how to meet and interact with real people in real life. I have a few ideas though.
I do not like New Years. I don’t mind it changing from one year to another but I’m just not in to how it’s celebrated. It’s not my thing. I don’t totally get it, because time and dates are really kind of arbitrary, it seems to me like its some kind of Christmas after party if you weren’t satisfied with Christmas festivities. Whatever. I don’t do staying up late, that’s not my thing. And all the drunk people? Annoying. But the thing I hate most of all is resolutions.
Lately, I have been reading about tiny houses and dense living conditions. Living in a tiny house has a lot of benefits, both personally and environmentally. The smaller your house, the less you spend to heat and cool it, the less you spend on utilities, the less crap you tend to accumulate. Smaller houses are cheaper, and use fewer resources both in building and maintaining. It also frees up more space in your yard, you get more yard out of a smaller property if your house is taking up minimal space.
As I’ve alluded to before, my neighbors don’t much like me. It’s been a tough thing for me to come to terms with, especially in the last few months when I perceived it to be getting much, much worse. I’ve never been super tight with any of my neighbors anywhere I’ve lived (it’s a Colorado thing, don’t ask me why we’re this way, we just are), but I’ve never felt like neighbors actively hated me either. However, I was starting to feel that way here.
When Elijah was born I knew right away I would never put him into Boy Scouts. The Boy Scouts were not inclusive, and for all I knew Elijah might be gay. More than that, I didn’t want to support an organization that was bigoted towards LGBTQI people. It just doesn’t match up with our family values. Even now that they have made the move to allow gay scouts in the program, I am still offended at their refusal to allow LGBTQI troop leaders, as if they think anyone who doesn’t fit into their narrow gender/sexuality binary is a child molester.
As horrible and grim as it sounds, I’ve been thinking a lot lately about if I should be murdered. Particularly, if I am ever nabbed by a stranger and murdered.
I don’t know what the odds are that this will ever happen. I assume it is pretty low. I know the odds of it happening to a child is 1 in 1.5 million. To put that in perspective, the odds of dying as a result of a routine infant circumcision is 1 in 100. I’m not sure if an adult’s odds of being kidnapped and murdered by a stranger are higher or lower than a child’s, but surely it is not that much off.
I am passionate about supporting public education. I believe it is vital for strong communities and strong nations, and research backs me up. I am interested in making sure that all children in the US have access to a top notch, well funded, education, provided by dedicated and well educated staff.
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