The Wednesday Hodgepodge is a weekly blog link up hosted at From This Side of the Pond. Questions are posted Tuesday night and the linkup happens on Wednesday. The more the merrier!
1 Its been said a small positive thought in the morning can change your whole day. Do you think that’s true? Do you find that an easy exercise most mornings? What’s something positive you told yourself today? If you missed that boat, what’s something positive you could tell yourself tomorrow?
I believe positive thinking can only have positive effects, what those effects are and when they show up is often a mystery. That being said there are some mornings I miss the boat entirely.
2. There will be karaoke at the next party you attend…are you in? Or will you be faking a sore throat? I used to sing in my high school choir (not the one that went to competitions) so I’m not awful but I would rather not be singing in front of people by myself. 3. January 29th is National Puzzle Day…what’s something you’ve found puzzling recently? Why people think it is acceptable to ask strangers very personal questions, I use a wheelchair and I’ve been asked questions ranging from what did my mom do during pregnancy that caused my disability to do I have the ability to carry children myself and everything in between in a grocery store.
4. Jigsaw, crossword, acrostic, logic, sudoku, word search…what’s your favorite kind of puzzle, and when did you last work one? My grandma and great aunt love jigsaw puzzles and in spite of the distance that has grown between us as we’ve both gotten older some of my fondest memories are working puzzles with my grandma.. It was one of the few forms of occupational or”hand” therapy that I didn’t develop a dislike for. I also like crosswordsa lot but not being able to write easily puts a damper on them. I love Scrabble though.
5. Recently a writer by the name of Amy Glass ruffled feathers with a post she wrote saying she looks down on young women with husbands and kids and she’s not sorry. Among other things, she says women will be equal with men when we stop saying house work and real work are equally important. You can read the whole piece by clicking here.
What say you? Do you think men and women are equal in the 21st century? Why or why not? Yes and no. Are women allowed to do things like vote, own property, and work outside the home if we want? Yes . Do we get equal pay and/or equal recognition as men doing the same job? Often not. Should women view their XX as handicap? I don’t think so. Different perspectives can lead to unique solutions to problems.. Do I think women who choose to have a career have a right to feel superior over those who choose to be homemakers Absolutely not . It isn’t ok for homemakers to sneer at women with careers either. It takes all kinds to make up the world.
6. What’s a product you’ve noticed in the grocery store that you’d like to try, but haven’t yet?
My boyfriend recently brought home Philly Cheese steak flavored soup for me to try since I like the sandwiches so much. Haven’t tried it yet
7. The author,Charles Lutwidge Dodgson (aka Lewis Carroll) was born this week in 1832 (January 27th). Which character from his celebrated novel, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, would you most like to meet, and why? Here’s a link to a character list if you need help on this one. The Cheshire Cat, just to see if I could hold an entire conversation in rhyme
8. Yesterday was my moms birthday. My mother is by no means a perfect person but the older I get the more I realize that she is the perfect mom for me and the best thing I can hope for is any kids I have would saw the same of me when they are grown.
Growing up most of the kids in our neighborhood thought of my parents as the “cool parents”. Not because there weren’t any rules, believe me when both of your parents have served in the military there are rules. They were, and still are, considered cool because they would listen to both my sister and I and any of our friends who came to them with problems. Most of my friends have less than stellar home lives in high school and so my parents and by extension a lot of the rest of my family became anchor points for kids looking for something stable. As it turns out, I know several people who have active drug abuse issues going on through high school. I did not realize this for several years because my friends had enough respect for my parents and their home not to bring those substances around. I know for a fact that for some of my friends my parents acted more like parents to them than their biological mom or dad ever has. This post was inspired because I read a post here that said ” When a teenager says to someonem “your parents are so cool,” it really means, “I don’t realize this now, but later in my adult life, I will look back and judge your cool parents for being so stupidly insecure and permissive.”
I am not saying that some parents that teenagers think are cool aren’t permissive and insecure in their role as parents. I am merely saying that from my experience being known as the “cool parents” doesn’t automatically make you permissive or insecure. Growing up my sister and I were expected to maintain at least a B average in school. We were not punished for getting a C in the subject so long as we had put our best effort forward. Math beyond about seventh grade level in them always has been the bane of my existence no matter what I do therefore a C was acceptable when it happened because they knew I had put every effort into getting the best grades possible. By contrast if I had gotten the same grade in English or History, both subjects which come much easier to me you can bet I heard about it for quite a while. In case my parents do read this and they might because my blog posts are linked to my Facebook, it’s 28 years later, I still think you are the cool parents and I wouldn’t change a thing.
I’m pretty sure that any parent raising a child with a disability has grieved for the able bodied child that might have been. It’s only.natural, nobody wants to think that their child will have to live a life labeled “different, other*. What folks might not realize is that disabled people grieve for themselves. When I was a little girl I wanted to be a soldier, a doctor and a firefighter by turns.
I’ve always been disabled and even as a child I never thought even for a second that I would wake up and be able to walk. I believed that I would some how be able to do those things in spite of the fact that I can’t walk much less run a six minute mile and the lack of dexterity in my hands meant that even if I made it through med school I would never made it through being an intern.
So yes I know I’m lucky. Yes it could be worse. Lots of people I know have it worse than me. That being said the only people who might get away with telling me I should be grateful for what I can do are my parents and my boyfriend and girlfriend and even they are likely to get snarled at some days.If you see me on a rough day know that I will be okay and if it looks like I need help,offer it ,but the only time the word lucky should be mentioned is if we’re talking about the lottery.
1. It was decided on Sunday the Denver Broncos will meet the Seattle Seahawks in this year’s Superbowl. So when was the last time you bowled? Not where you thought this question was going is it? Do you like to bowl? Are you any good? I don’t get to bowl half as often as I wish I could and therefore I’m not as good as I’d like to be.
2. Should sports stars be role models? I think that although it’s possible to choose role role for ourselves it isn’t possible to choose the people others view as role models. I think that athletes (whether they are currently well known enough to be called stars or not ) should always be aware that there is very likely someone modeling some aspect of their behavior and strive to be worthy of it.
3. January is National Oatmeal month…are you a fan? How do you like your oats? I am not not an oatmeal fan though given a choice between eating oatmeal or grits I will choose oatmeal every time. When I do eat oatmeal it’s with lots of brown sugar.
4. What is one book on your reading list for 2014
Sometime this year I’d like to re read/finish reading Mary Poppins…… on a related note Saving Mr. Banks is awesome
5. What would you like your future self to say to your present self? “Life us too short to be afraid.”
7. What are two style trends you hope never come back into fashion?
Platform shoes and pre ripped jeans
8. Last week while riding the bus I saw a man with those extra saggy pants another Hodgepodge participant. mentioned The bus driver asked the man if he knew what kind of message he was sending( referring to the fact that that particular trend started in prison) and the the man responded with,”yes I’m going back there in a few months why should I dress differently?”I am still baffled.
Apparently life had to go and throw monkey wrenches into my New Year’s resolution of blogging every day. Just for the record acid reflux socks, acid reflux bad enough to make you throw up in spite of taking medicine for it sucks words, add to that the less than pleasant monthly re occurrence
of a woman’s biology and I’ve been having a lot of fun… Not. On a happier note my phone finally came in, I guess the post office got tired of playing Hakki sack with it. Learning to operate a touchscreen is definitely a learning curve but it’s fun and definitely easier for me than a traditional phone in lots of ways. I still haven’t figured out what exactly I’m doing that makes my screen rotates sideways sometimes when I didn’t ask it to. My boyfriend whose last three phones have been smart phones has been having a field day chuckling at me when I have to hand him the phone reverse something I did and it takes him less than 2 min. to undo what I have been trying to figure out for the last 10. Fair warning to anyone who reads this that I have day-to-day contact with outside of blogging and social media. If I say something via text or status update that that causes you to worry about me please feel free to double check because it is very likely that I had a mistype and could not figure out how to undo it so there’s actually nothing wrong.
For those of you who found me through the Zero to Hero Blogging Challenge I will be going back and catching up on the stuff that I missed when I wasn’t feeling well.
I hope the link works. It’s a TED talk given by Maysoon Zayid a comedienne born with Cerebral Palsy. It’s great on so many levels. Her talk brings up many good points that I agree need to be more openly talked about so here are a few thoughts I have about my experience living with Cerebral Palsy and also just for something a little different, why I think that the way some people in this country treat Middle Eastern immigrants and their children is shameful. Cerebral Palsy stuff first though.
Like the lady said, it isn’t genetic and it’s not something anyone can catch by hugging me, shaking my hand or bumping into to as w pass each other There is no need to walk on the other side of the hallway or street.
CP is different for every person living with it. Maysoon can walk, I can’t. I can speak and express my thought as clearly as someone who isn’t disabled. Lots of people with CP use communication tools. Some are as simple as pictures on a tray they can point to and some as high tech as a computer that is controlled by a person’s eye (yes eye!) movements with a text to speech program that speaks . Conversation wit a person who uses such a device is possible but will probably take a little time., be as patient as you can, it will be appreciated.
On a related topic if you see someone who uses a wheelchair, walks with a limp or a cane or a walker etc. don’t make assumptions about their mental capabilities. Same goes for people who use communication tools or someone who has trouble speaking clearly.
It isn’t uncommon for people with CP to sound younger than they are over the phone,, if you ask someone if they are an adult and they assure you they are at least behave as though you believe them, calling someone a liar over that kinda of thing is never ok. I once had someone accuse me of lying about my age when I was taking down his message for my parents. That was not his brightest moment and boy did he regret it later
A note on service dogs if you see someone in a store. If you see a disabled person in a store with a dog, do not call to, touch or otherwise try to interact with dog. It’s just plain rude, an invasion of personal space, and distracting the dog could put the person in harms way.
My friend who posted the TED Talk to Faceboook is half Pakistani, her mother moved to the US in her twenties and both my friend April and her sister were born girls were born here. Both girls take after their mom a lot, which is to say that if saw them standing with just their dad you probably wouldn’t think the were related.
At least a year after 9/11 April and I were walking and some random snarled “go home terrorist” or something equally nasty as he walked past based on nothing but her skin. I was livid, that person didn’t even know her name and felt justified in naming her a terrorist. As a s side note April has CP as well, though mot a wheelchair user she does walk with a pronounced limp.
Hate is just fear under a magnifying glass. If people put away their fears I bet they would find more in common with ether than they thought.
So my phone is being re shipped. Hopefully tomorrow. In part because of the holidays and maybe because the mogwi that is the Denver post office mascot got wet in all this snow we’ve had and terrorized the poor postal workers into barricaded themselves in the back room causing my phone’s journey to be halted in the next town over from where I live and speedily sent back to its point of origin, California. However I hear that the gremlin has been contained and having filled out an official change of address form with the post office this weekend I’m hopeful it will go smoothly
I have a love hate relationship with ramen noodles. On the one hand I love noodles and pasta of all kinds. Let me tell you something in case you’ve experienced it, ramen is a staple food for those who demographics label the working poor. My parents have been part of that particular demographic section most of my life I have learned to survive on alternating meals of ramen, mac and cheesee or buttered and salted white rice. I had the poor college kid thing down long before I ever went to college.
The issue I have with ramen is that as a food it’s not very disability friendly. Seriously all three of my “step children” ( my boyfriend’s son , andmy girlfriend’s two girls, who are all under the age of six) have better fork skills than I do at this point. It really is sad In order to eat ramen more or less independently the package of noodles has to be thoroughly broken apart before being cooked in as little water as possible. I usually ovoid the just microwave lunch in a cup option because the longer noodles and significant amount of broth is enough to make me cringe even before I make the mess I know is coming. Today however I triumphed and manged to eat a cup without dropping half the contents on the table or my shirt. It’s a good day.
Speaking of the working poor I personally that anybody who wants to run for President should have to work a minimum wage job and live in a one bedroom house or apartment with only basic amenities (for my purposes basic includes tv and internet but no dishwasher and no washer/dryer hook ups so they would have to budget for money and time spent in a laundromat) let someone who aspires to the biggest responsibility live like that for three months and I might believe they have half a clue of how to help the country as a whole.
My blog has been going for so long now that I can’t remember the exact thing that made me want to start another after having had several that have lapsed into disuse. I honestly don’t remember, but I will gladly tell you what is on my mind this morning.
I have been waiting for a package since the day after Christmas and for reasons I cannot understand fully I still haven’t received it. My only guess is that somehow the post office still believe our apartment to be vacant but that doesn’t make any sense because we have received other mail. I make an effort to be as patient as possible when plans glitch which happens fairly often in my life. As a matter fact I have discovered that being disabled teaches you patience by force, whether you like it or not. My patience with the Postal Service is however on very thin ice at the moment. I feel as though someone is playing keep away just to get under my skin and I would definitely like it to me over. This post has been brought to yo by the Zero to Hero: 30 Days to a Better Blog Challenge on WordPress.com
It is January 3, 2014 and I’m committed to writing another 363 posts this year. I have tried unsuccessfully to meet that goal for the past several years but my resolve is stronger this year than before. I don’t often introduce myself as a writer when I meet people and here’s why: the first thing almost anybody who introduced themselves as a writer is “What have you published?” I hate that question because if your answer is anything like mine “nothing yet but I do have a story I’m working on fleshing out into a novel,” lots of people suddenly take on a patronizing time as though anybody who doesn’t have a published work to their name doesn’t deserve to call themselves a writer. That way of thinking should be thrown out with the evening trashes far as I’m concerned. Just because a person does not earn money or recognition through their writing doesn’t make them any less a writer, and even those people who want to get published someday (myself included) have to start somewhere. A book does not simply appear fully informed out of the authors had an land on the shelf of a bookstore near you. Revision and reduction are the name of the game folks and I will admit that part of my reasoning for not giving more done on my current work in progress (which I have been raining since the age of fourteen) is a fear of rejection.
It was actually as a means of facing my fear that I decided to start this public blog several years ago. It is also why am I publicly state that I will not delete someone’s comment just because they might disagree with me. I believe a writer’s craft is honed by the (hopefully constructive) criticism of others and I believe that a writer who just plain ignores feedback that they do not wish to hear is a writer who will not be successful for very long.
In other news, I feel like I’m becoming a cyborg! As I mentioned in an earlier post my sister bought me a smart phone for Christmas. I was supposed to received it a few days after Christmas but due to a snafu in which the post office thought that our address was vacant I should receive it this evening or tomorrow at the latest. I have never owned a smart phone before so to say that there will be an adjustment period is probably an understatement. Since Apple first came out with the iPhone my family has been particularly interested in the applied use of smart phone technology as it could relate to helping disabled people become more independent.
So when I called my family on Christmas Day in something of a panic because our finances had drastically altered so that among others things I would not be able to get a cell phone was a low number with which to make doctors appointments and other necessary phone calls my sister decided that she was going to fix it so I at least did not have to worry about, that. My question to anybody who has an Android phone is this: do you have a app that you feel greatly enhances your writing/blogging process?