Monday, November 21, 2005

Not Yet. . .

I'm not ready for full-fledged blogging yet, not here or on aol or anywhere. I'm just wading through the flotsam and jetsam of what remains of my creation of the past 1.5 years, kind of deciding: what next?

But since one of the nice and wholly unexpected benefits of journaling was that I now have a way of looking back over what I've been doing for 18 months ("Unexpected?" you ask ~ but I certainly never expected that I'd be able to keep it up!), I know that I don't want to lose track again of the particles of my life. Herewith, therefore, the last few days, of little interest to anyone but myself:

I wasted a good deal of Friday on the aol Journaland crisis.

I spent some of Saturday morning with my friends, all of whom I managed to offend by commenting that young ladies who wear spaghetti-strap tops with their bra straps showing look like sluts. Since this includes all of our daughters on occasion, people took offense. (On the other hand, most of them are far more offended than I am by the show-your-belly look. To each her own, as always. At least we were all able to agree that very few women, regardless of age, have bellies that bear baring.) I am perhaps less inured than my friends to the slut look because of my employment in an Orthodox Jewish school, where the young women dress with extreme modesty. I have reached the point where I find all that skin and underwear on display somewhat offensive. And no -- not because I think it is the responsibility of women to keep men in check. I just think people look better with more clothes on than less, Tyra Banks being the possible exception that proves the rule.

Saturday night we went to see Jarhead. Now THAT was a depressing evening. I had read the book when it first came out and, as I told my husband, the movie is no more uplifting. I'm not exactly sure how it is that we can looked at charred bodies of young men and continue the human enterprise of warfare, but it seems that we do.

Sunday morning I made a presentation to our church adult ed class on St. Benedict and Benedictine spirituality. It was extremely well received, which was pretty nice for me. I did a Powerpoint, which I have never done outside a high school classroom before -- my path to technological competence continues apace, thanks in part, I suppose, to aol.

Sunday evening our church hosted a series of dinner discussion groups of Jim Wallis's God's Politics: Why the Right is Wrong and the Left Doesn't Get It. A friend and I were discussion facilitators in another home -- a home so huge and lush that you would have been hard pressed to guess there was a discussion of poverty going on over dinner. Or was there? We had a tough, tough time with our group. Two of the gentlemen defined politics as "the art of manipulating social and governmental relationships" and consequently argued that there is no such thing as God's politics. Hence, I'm not sure we ever got past the cover.

So. A week-end. The week will bring vacation and a trip to Chicago, and maybe some time to mellow out.


Theresa Williams said...

I also saw JARHEAD over the weekend and came away feeling deeply sad. There was nothing in the film I did not know, but I often push my feellings of anxiety about war down. This movie brought it all to the surface. I didn't think about it, but that's why I mentioned my brother (who was in Vietnam) in my last post, the one with my 6th grade photograph. JARHEAD brought so much to the surface for me about American policy, human psychology, and history. Hey, I love "bloglines"! Cynthia told me about it--what a great way to keep connected with folks!

emmapeelDallas said...

I saw Jarhead last week, too. Like you, I'd read the book beforehand, and like you, I didn't much like the movie, in spite of the good acting.

I'm leaving for Chicago tomorrow morning. I'll spend Thanksgiving with my firstborn, Alex, and her fiancee, which means I don't have to cook this year! :)

Happy Thanksgiving.


Auntie Lyn said...

You wrote ::I'm not ready for full-fledged blogging yet, not here or on aol or anywhere. I'm just wading through the flotsam and jetsam of what remains of my creation of the past 1.5 years, kind of deciding: what next?::

It sounds as you are describing a 'grief fog'. After my husband died, for almost 2 years I functioned just on the edge in that fog. Since the AOL Ad-debacle, I am finding many of the same feelings resurfacing once again.

Your weekend at least sounds as if it were productive, and I must admit, I find the underwear showing slutty myself. The ways and times I was raised in I guess.

Keep wading through it all.
Auntie Lyn
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Anonymous said...

How did I so completely miss the AOL Journal-ad controversy? I'm so out of it. It's sad.


Carly said...


Take your time. I am adding you to my sidebar, and I will come by and check in with you. Enjoy the holiday coming will all work out I promise.

Love, Carly :)

Cynthia said...

I've offended people as well over the visible bra straps thing, and my own daughter has done it a few times. Like you, I feel people look better in a little more than a little less. I hope your holiday is a wonderful one.

Lisa :-] said...

Hey, R!

You lead such a busy, interesting life (compared to mine, certainly...) I'm surprised you even find TIME to blog. But find time, you do, and whatever you end up writing is always worth reading.

Have a restful holiday, my friend. Lisa :-]

Virginia said...

You lead an interesting life and you stretch yourself. Very good! Very good!