All posts by Savvy Spoonie

I am an artist, writer, jeweler, and a Spoonie. Before becoming a Spoonie I was a very busy high achieving attorney and advocate bent on saving the world. Now I'm struggle to redefine my life to fit within my reduced energy level. Some days are better than others. I have fibromyalgia, trigeminal neuralgia, and chronic daily migraine.

The rain in New Jersey falls mainly on my head….

My god they know how to have a rain storm here. It’s a non-stop, heavy rain. It lasts all day. It is wet and cold and blows up all over you. Monkey got to school this morning, and was completely soaked just from walking between the car and the building!

Happily though, it is a pleasant sounding rain when one is warm and inside.

POLITICAL COMMENTARY (Warning, sports metaphors in the following segment are meant to mimic hockey, however, I am not really knowledgeable when it comes to hockey terms, I mostly watch it for the violence. Please forgive any inconsistencies.)

So, the Democrats won! Or, depending on your viewpoint, the republicans lost.

I found it interesting that a great number of Republican pundits spent a good portion of the morning stressing that the Dems didn’t win, but rather, the Republicans lost.

Republicans losing seats in a large number of races + Democrats winning seats in a large number of races = Democrats not winning.

Hmm… in my experience, in a race of two parties, there is generally one loser, and one winner. (Unless of course, it is grade school, then we are all winners, just for trying.) It’s not really as though we have a loser, and a non-losing participant. So why do the talking heads stress that “the Dems didn’t win, the republican’s lost”? I mean, doesn’t one party losing imply by necessity that the other party won? I understand they are trying to explain that the voting was against republicans more than it was for democrats. However, it may be that the thinking of these pundits is too deep for me this early on a rainy day, with only half a cup of coffee in my system.

Also, it seems to me that many members of the republican party suffer from poor sportsmanship. As a child, when I lost a race, my parents would make me walk up to the winner and shake their hand, saying something like “Good race! Congratulations!” I wasn’t allowed to talk about how they didn’t win, I just lost, nor was I allowed to criticize what they were going to do with their win, making dire predictions about their chances in the future. (Granted, the Dems weren’t really sportsmanlike last election, but allegations of extreme cheating are a different story, IMHO.)

In any event, of the two contenders last night, there was one whose successes looked a lot like winning, and one whose failures looked a lot like losing. This was important to some people, because the contenders whose failures looked a lot like losing have been kicking the country around unimpeded for a while. I am glad the referee stood up and benched some of their players. It is time for some new blood on the ice. I am not expecting miracles, a game that has run corrupt for most of it’s quarters is unlikely to suddenly get cleaned up when new players are sent in. The score from the previous quarters doesn’t get deleted and the losing side still has to pony up and run a good offense. However, it will hopefully be easier to run a good offense when there are no blind referees, and players caught high-sticking are actually given a penalty, instead of ignored.

I guess I am trying to say, I expect no miracles from the next two years. At this point, the game is so corrupt, I barely even recognize it anymore. I just hope my team gets to score some points and even up the game a little. Maybe we can create a new game, or if not, get the rules back to something remotely resembling the old game.

Living in the twilight zone…

Okay. I lived in Colorado for the first 30 and 3/4 years of my life. All my friends were there, barring the few that left. All my connections, family, peers, etc., were located within a short distance. I could have lunch whenever I wanted. I had an active social life. I saw people outside the office and my immediate family.

Now, I live in New Jersey. When I am in the office, I feel fine. When I am home with Lee and Monkey, I feel fine. When I am able to meet with Ellen, or Tiff, or the other few friends I have here, I feel fine. However, the rest of the time, I feel like I am in the twilight zone.

I can’t call my friends and go out for a late movie or a beer/coffee while Lee hangs out with Monkey. The friends I have here can’t really go out late. I can’t go to the breakfasts I used to attend every week, or stop by my parents for dinner. I stay home every single night of the week, except for coffee for two hours on Sundays. I stay home because here, I have no one to go out with.

I have read all my books, I have watched all the rental movies I want to watch. What do I do now?

Hazel…

Our new cat… and how she got her name.

Many of you may remember my post about the little kitty who approached me outside Monkey’s school and told me to take her home. Well I did, and she is a happy and healthy new member of our household.

We decided to name her Hazel, though that name took a lot of time to develop.

First of all, my dad suggested we name her Fancy, after the Bonnie Raitt song. It seemed to fit, both her situation and her personality, so we gave it a try. But it was pretty clear early on that it wasn’t working. Sometimes a name just doesn’t fit a cat. So I sat down to study our new feline friend, and made some crucial naming obsevations. 1. She came to us the day before halloween. 2. She is black and pumpkin colored. 3. She is fairly intense in attitude and appearance. She needs a serious name.

I look up her colorations online and find an almost exact photo likeness of her on wikipedia. She is a tortioseshell cat! Great!

I continue to research, this time focusing on her breed. It appears that a stray tortie fortells bad luck… hmm… luckily she is no longer a stray. Historically, tortoiseshells have been to be able to tell the future and are likely to give the gift to a lucky child in the household. Hmmm… okay, so now I have a clairvoyant black and orange cat who came to me the day before halloween. Well clearly a name like ‘fluffy’ or ‘paws’ simply won’t do.

I decided to look up the names of oracles and other future tellers,but none of them fit. Dione was too pretentious, Delphi too odd, Artemis too much. Then I was sitting there staring at her rather intense gaze and realized…. Hazel is an herb used in divination, and a golden, reddish, brownish color. I say… “Hazel?” Lee responds, “Okay, that name works.” Hazel starts to purr. (She has a purr that can be hard for miles)

She is learning her new name, and has settled in amazingly fast. She is completely comfortable in her new abode, and is a very snuggly creature. As to which child she will bless with future-telling? Only time will tell.