Has anyone else ordered Oyin recently? I just realized my order still shows up as being processed and I placed it 3 weeks ago. Plus the website hasn't been updated this month. Anyone heard anything?
So I get an email today from the ex best friend completely out of the blue. It's a forward about buying the issue of Newsweek with Michelle Obama on the cover to support the media presenting positive images of black women. Which is you know nice and all, but if we haven't talked in YEARS, now might be a good time to take my email out of your address book. Or was that meant to be an overture to reopen the lines of communication?
ETA: My problem with the idea that this was accidental is that I haven't gotten a single email forward from her in years and she's one of those people that sends them out all the time. I used to get them damned near daily when we were still close.
Catcalling-- creepy or a compliment? You know I have yet to experience catcalling that felt the least bit complimentary. In fact I generally find myself wondering what possessed the guy to think the comments would net good results, or I get annoyed enough to tell the guy off for being disgusting. On occasion (like when they say this nasty shit while I'm walking with my kids) I contemplate violence as a response. I'm having a hard time buying the idea that these guys don't know catcalling is a bad thing. They know it, they just don't want to stop acting this way because they enjoy making women uncomfortable. I'm also a little perplexed by the women that feel the catcalls let them know they're attractive. Is that low self-esteem, lack of functional men in their lives, or something I'm missing completely? Talk to me about catcalls and how they make you feel. How do you respond? If you're a guy, do you catcall? Why?
Am I the only one that finds theclamsman's comments about Michelle Obama hilariously hypocritical in a community so devoted to backing an outspoken former First Lady who is now running for President?
I think I just kicked off yet another fandom drama (it's f-locked so I won't link, but it involves kateorman) and really I have to say that any and all claims that I'm a big meanie out to make white women cry are probably pretty accurate since I know she's going to play the martyr no matter what and I still reply to her. But I wasn't going to let her give someone else (that is actually trying to be an ally in fandom) bad advice that could only end in tears and angry recriminations if she took kateorman's input as being valuable.
More working at things that make me money today. So boring. In other news I'm hosting this month's POC in Sci-Fi Carnival. The topic? POC representation in YA fiction. I hope to have the carnival post up by the 26th, so get cracking folks. Please link all submissions in this post.
Squirrel as haute cuisine. Hmph, my granddaddy hunted squirrel when money was tight. I can't believe people are actually paying good money for it. Well I can, but I find it utterly ridiculous.
I actually have to be productive and work today. And not on anything fun. Bastards. Meh, the weather has rendered me housebound for the day and money is always a good thing even if I'd ratehr be doing anything but my job today. I just have weekend-itis so I don't want to do anything but be a big lazy cow. How was your weekend? Are you ready for it to be Monday?
So my parents sent me an e-card for Mother's Day. Am I terrible for not giving a hot fuck? Because it didn't inspire anything but irritation. I blocked that email address too (they got a new one) and I'm struggling with the urge to send something that very specifically outlines the idea of leaving me and mine the fuck alone. I'll probably squash that impulse (who needs another round of them refusing to get it) but just now the urge is strong.
We spent yesterday hanging out in couple land being nauseatingly cute. Lunch at Corner Bakery, then the movie and dinner at the Grand Lux Cafe before retiring to our hotel room. I swear these little jaunts are the secret to a happy marriage. Iron Man lived up to every single good review. And I'd watch it again which says a lot since I'm not one to rewatch most movies. Today's plans include napping and eating. I have Mother's Day cards (Rugrat made one for me and then he helped The Beast make one) as well as chocolate. p_dilla is making me an apple pancake and bacon for my late brunch and dinner tonight is chicken fettucine. All in all this is shaping up to be a great day. You?
Laundry and grocery shopping are done and the house is clean in preparation for the arrival of sofvckinghot to watch my animals children for the day. We'll be off being couple oriented today and tomorrow will be spent avoiding the outside world and eating chocolate covered strawberries. Hair pictures should happen this weekend (finally!) adn hopefully I can post it by Monday. What are you doing this weekend?
I have discovered that my parenting philosophy is best summed up as "Don't make me hurt you" which is a lesson Rugrat has taken to heart. The Beast is starting to get it and we'll all be happier when it penetrates completely. In other news I took the coils out of my hair (they're going back in this afternoon) after an adventure in hair washing left me looking completely crazy. A friend of a friend is going to put them back in so that I don't look so unbalanced this time. (ashatay did an excellent job, but I didn't do as well with the ones I put in after she left so now they'll all look right.) My hair has been growing very fast since we put in the coils so when I went to the store this morning I had Afro of Doom. A woman I sort of know (in that I see her regularly around the neighborhood and we have exchanged polite chit chat in the park way) tried to stick her hand in my hair. I didn't have to say a word to her as her friend caught her and told her quite firmly that touching my hair was an excellent way to get punched. I was surprised (and amused) and she went on to explain to her that she reads quite a few WOC blogs online and she knows that it's offensive. I wonder if she reads ABW? The woman I sort of know apologized and explained that she wasn't really thinking when she reached out because *of course* she knows better too. I think she just didn't like being shown up, but I played it cool and didn't point that out. My hair brings all the crazy to the yard. You?
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