It was either this or a hysterical rant

Well probably not literally hysterical.  Since it would be written and all.  Not to mention that it took two days to write.  Trust me, this is better than the rant.  Which has been relegated to the drafts folder with a few others, all too inappropriate to post publicly.

Pedestal

(2002; rev’d 11/03)

 

Hand in hand we haunt the museum,

visiting Manet, Degas, Gauguin;

wandering from paintings to sculpture;

giggling like embarrassed adolescents

at the nudes poised on pedestals.

 

“Don’t put me on a pedestal,” you said.

“I won’t,” I responded. 

“Pedestals are for perfection,” you added,

“and I’m not perfect.”

 

“No one is perfect,” I replied.  “Until

someone loves them.”

 

I think maybe I’ll put you

up on that pedestal after all.

For better or for worse

I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband. I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband. I love my husband. I love my husband. I love my husband.  I love my husband. I love my husband. I love my husband. I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I love my husband.  I LOVE my husband!  No, really and truly, I love my husband.

Sometimes I just need to remind myself.

Decoration Day …

was the original name for Memorial Day.  I probably knew that in elementary school but I certainly didn’t remember it.  I like it better.  Sure, I know that memorial means we remember and honor those who died while serving in the U.S. military.  But if you look at the history of Memorial Day you might agree.  Decoration Day originated in the years following the Civil War.  By the late 1860s various people began holding springtime tributes to the countless fallen soldiers, decorating their graves with flowers as well as praying.  From History.com:

“Decoration Day

Major General John A. Logan

Major General John A. Logan (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

On May 5, 1862, General John A. Logan, leader of an organization for Northern Civil War veterans, called for a nationwide day of remembrance later that month. “The 30th of May, 1868, is designated for the purpose of strewing with flowers, or otherwise decorating the graves of comrades who died in defense of their country during the late rebellion, and whose bodies now lie in almost every city, village and hamlet churchyard in the land,” he proclaimed. The date of Decoration Day, as he called it, was chosen because it wasn’t the anniversary of any particular battle.”While Decoration Day was originally intended to commemorate only those fallen during the Civil War, after World War I it changed, evolving to honor American military personnel who died in all wars.

Parades, often including military personnel and members of veterans’ groups are a traditional part of celebrations.  Others visit cemeteries and memorials, decorating the graves of veterans and loved ones.

I suppose both names are fitting (but I’m still partial to Decoration Day).

Many thanks to the men and women who made the ultimate sacrifice for our country.  Many thanks also to the families of the fallen; their sacrifice is no less great.

They said what?

You can tell I’m grasping for blog ideas when I pull something like this.  However, I genuinely like to hear what other people have said on different subjects in the past.  I won’t claim to agree with all of them, but hey – food for thought anyone?  Count your blessings, I’m only including a few here; I have 8 pages of these in a Word document! 😀

“If only there were evil people somewhere, insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them.  But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being.  And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?” ~ Alexander Solzhenitsyn

I hate to disagree with him but based on my personal experience I’d say my grandfather had no good in him.

“This is my simple religion.  There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy.  Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.” ~ the Dalai Lama

Nice.  I’ve always felt closer to God outdoors, especially at the ocean or in the mountains.

“A Native American grandfather was talking to his grandson about how he felt.  He said, ‘I feel as if I have two wolves fighting in my heart.  One wolf is the vengeful, angry, violent one.  The other wolf is the loving, compassionate one.’  The grandson asked him, ‘which wolf will win the fight in your heart?’  The grandfather answered, ‘The one I feed.’ ~ Unknown

Anonymous wisdom is sometimes the best.

Instead of giving money to fund colleges to promote learning, why don’t they pass a constitutional amendment prohibiting anybody from learning anything?  If it works as good as the Prohibition one did, why, in five years we would have the smartest race of people on earth.” ~ Will Rogers

I’ll bet it would work too.

This one’s for you, my online friends:

“The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone here and there who thinks and feels with us, and though distant, is close to us in spirit, this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.” ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

My very favorite quote is by Spider Robinson, an author I found by accident several years ago.  I promptly devoured everything he wrote.  This is my signature line for my personal email account.

“Shared pain is lessened.  Shared joy is increased.”

So true.  I hope y’all are having a good week.

 

Work environment is a big deal

We’ve all read or heard stories about hostile or toxic work environments.  When you must spend the majority of your day, five days a week (or more) in the workplace I think it should be as pleasant as possible.  No one I know wants to work.  Well, some of the attorneys I work with might be an exception.  They truly seem to love what they do. 

I’ve been blessed to work in mostly good places throughout my career.  Sure, I’ve griped about micro-managing supervisors, low pay or lack of benefits – who hasn’t?  But overall?  For almost 30 years I’ve worked in offices.  Most of them were comfortable, some more than others.  Some of my bosses were memorable. 

There was Ruth, the first attorney I ever worked for – when I had no idea how to be a legal secretary.  She was a great mentor!  Later, there was Marty, a deputy attorney general who didn’t want the “newbie” secretary.  But we clicked quite well.  He used his contacts to get me help with my divorce.  In that same office I worked for a man whose name escapes me.  Probably because our personalities clashed like cymbals.  Eventually I came to BigLaw where I felt completely out of my depth.  I learn quickly though and almost 15 years later I’m one of the most senior secretaries (in terms of longevity anyway).  I’ve worked with L the entire time and also with B for most of those years.  Add in the two associate lawyers I support and I have a substantial, sometimes stressful workload.

BigLaw’s work environment is alright.  (We won’t talk about their policies this time.)  The office is light and pleasant.  Sometimes the climate control gets wonky – or I suppose it could be the menopause kicking in.  And the coffee’s free!  I enjoy my job.  I like the people I work with, and while I’ve had many opportunities over the years to change jobs, I’m still here and still mostly happy about it. 

I like to think I contribute to the positive work environment.  Some of you readers know a bit about my sense of humor.  Well, one way I try to lighten the mood in the office is I post a cartoon on the fridge every day.  To make the cut a cartoon has to either make me laugh out loud or cause me to go “Huh?”  Think Gary Larson’s The Far Side.  Or Sunny Street by Max Garcia.  I shared these two recently.   I double dog dare you not to smile! 

PushupKa-ching

Another way I’ve found to elevate office spirits is my toy collection.  Yeah, I know I’m 56 years old, and yes I still have a toy collection.  What’s your point?  Attorneys I don’t even know have stopped at my desk on their way to somewhere else and played.  Some attorneys have brought their children by to visit.  It’s good clean fun for everyone!  And warms my heart.

The collection has sort of evolved.  Some of the items are branded with the firm name, others came in the gift bag Grammy gave me when she visited last summer before my surgery.  The happy face mug originally held a floral arrangement I received as a thank you from a summer associate last year.  If you look close you’ll see a souvenir bottle in the back with a very faint outline of the Space Needle.  I got that on my first wedding anniversary when Hubs and I had dinner in the restaurant at the top.  Watching people do double takes or slow down as they walk by to take it all in is the highlight of my day.  So here you go – enjoy some virtual frivolity: 

My desk - 2

Finis

I was going to write about the actual Mother’s Day celebration at our house Sunday but I think I may have overdone this whole plot line.  Suffice it to say it was pretty darn awesome.  And then there was this moment with our youngest grandchildren.  I was a happy bubbe let me tell you!

Noah & Lexi - Mother's Day 2013

Mother’s Day – Continued

 My pre-Mother’s Day celebration continued into Friday when my daughter (yes, the same one who sent the fruit and balloons) arrived at my office around lunch time.  I was still hard at work (ha!) when they arrived so I went up to bring them back to my floor so I could finish up.  When I got up there K handed me a clear terrarium-style vase thing with a Darling Orchid inside.  Yes, that’s the actual name.  It’s quite lovely with soft white petals and a spongy moss base.  It has a place of honor on the shelf in front of my desk between the lucky bamboo and the violet.  K brought her best friend along and I played hooky for the afternoon.  We went to the Market where we indulged in pieroshkys (I thought of you Grammy!  We ate in the same little park!).  Then we wandered into and around the Market.  In the almost 15 years we’ve lived in Washington K had never been to the Market!  That surprised me but once I started thinking about it, I realized I rarely get to the Market on my own.  Usually it takes out of town family or friends coming to visit to get me there. 

After visiting a couple of shops with Asian art and lots of jade we got sidetracked by the bakery.  Then while passing the seafood counter K spotted the Balloon Guy and wanted a motorcycle so we headed over there.  We didn’t have a real plan and following our nose we wound up at The Great Wind-Up – the shop Grammy and I enjoyed on her visit in March.  There was sooo much laughter while we were there and K found two wind-up turtles she had to take home.  One of them did a little boogy woogy when you wound it up!  And then she bought me this: 

Mr Tap

Go ahead and click on it so you can read the smaller print at the bottom.  And here’s the back: 

Mr Tap - back

Check out his dance steps; all he’s missing is the top hat! 

When we had laughed ourselves silly and annoyed the proprietor long enough we moved along.  We stopped at the herbal shop next door, but it couldn’t really follow the toys and we didn’t stay long.  We were considering heading back to the car when I spotted another tee shirt shop which of course we had to visit.  One of the most enjoyable parts of our day was reading aloud the snarky or provocative tee shirts we found. 

Fortuitously, the tee shirt shop was two doors down from The Great American Fudge Factory!  I needed a break so we went in and examined their handmade candy apples.  This one is my favorite; I think it’s called Tiger Tails or something.  How awesome is this?

Candy Apple - reverse

I wish I could have seen how they did that! 

And since they also sold ice cream I got to sit for my break and nom on some yummy goodness! 

Successful day all around!