When pregnancy blahs get extra blah-y, this is what I keep thinking about:
What if I nodded off — or better yet, took off my body, kept it safe and fed and packed with multivitamins in a temperature-controlled closet somewhere and existed as some floating, thinking, pain-free all-mind — until around the time I deliver my second baby?
I was in the Northeast Branch of the Seattle Public Library, sitting on a cushy chair near the back that’s just right for my beach ball of a 32-week pregnant belly.
It was morning. Not 30 minutes after the library opened at 10 a.m. And sitting kitty corner from me was a teenage boy in loose black clothes and a big black baseball cap who could not stay awake.
At first I wasn’t sure. His long, greasy hair hid what his low baseball cap exposed and if I glanced sideways at him a certain way I could tell myself that he was, bent so far over like that, actually reading the book open on his lap.
I just got this email from a reader the other day, a local high school teacher who wants to use social media to teach her students more about writing and critical thinking. I didn’t have any ideas or resources to give off the top of my head, but figured I might know someone who does. [...]
Tonight I joined a women’s professional discussion group to talk about apologies. Namely, how women tend to say “sorry” too much. The moderator, Channing Daniel, sent out this Hairpin article before the meeting, and pulled out this quote: Apologizing is a survival skill in a society where women are penalized, personally and professionally, for being [...]
Local police departments, including Seattle’s, put out a “Tweet Smart” campaign a couple weeks ago asking people to hold back from sharing police activity in real-time in emergencies, among other calls to share with caution. I see a problem with the request, and wrote it up in GeekWire on Thursday. Last night I read and jumped [...]
I just landed in Columbus, Ohio, to join members of the Society of Professional Journalists Ethics Committee in updating the organization’s influential Code of Ethics. I’m tired (waking up at 3:30 a.m. = yuck), but excited. Most all our discussion so far has been on email. It’s the best we could do at a distance, [...]
I didn’t look directly at the two women in the airport tram car with me. They were both blond, I guessed mother and daughter. They laughed at something on the older woman’s phone. If I hadn’t been there, I thought, they’d have laughed louder.
I finished season 2 of House of Cards last night. Two episodes in one gulp, my reward for working non-stop all day on a lot of things and actually getting them done. With both this show and Game of Thrones, I caught myself making mental notes on power.