Doonesbury

Not surprisingly, a bunch of newspapers have decided not to print today's Doonesbury strip which deals, also not surprisingly, with abortion. It's pretty good.

The Washington Post has an interview with Trudeau about this supposedly divisive strip:

 "I chose the topic of compulsory sonograms because it was in the news and because of its relevance to the broader battle over women's health currently being waged in several states. For some reason, the GOP has chosen 2012 to re-litigate reproductive freedom, an issue that was resolved decades ago. Why [Rick] Santorum, [Rush] Limbaugh et al. thought this would be a good time to declare war on half the electorate, I cannot say. But to ignore it would have been comedy malpractice..."

You can read the whole interview here.

Spring Forward

I love daylight savings time.  It's almost 6:30 but I can sit in my window seat in the kitchen and read in the sun. Or I can lay propped up on pillows on the futon under the window in my study and read or do puzzles without turning on a light.  Or I can loll on the sofa in my bathroom/boudoir and just daydream while the sun pours in and warms the space.

I do not take any of this for granted. 

I am a Slut and Now I'm Angry Too.

I just got back from hearing journalist Irin Carmon speak at a Women's Medical Fund event.  Her talk was enraging and inspirational at the same time.  This article in Salon pretty much recaps her presentation.  It's amazing that she can still be upbeat in the face of the blatant and widespread misogyny she reports on daily.

"The Rush Limbaughs of the world don’t get to define the boundaries of appropriate sexual or moral behavior. But something is happening: Women are defining those boundaries for themselves, with many men alongside them, and they’re being reminded that there’s a concerted movement to take that right of self-definition away. And we’re mad."

 Anger is good but action is better. 

I am a Slut!

I really like this article in today's edition of Slate. 

The View from my Window

Not every beautiful sunset is from some exotic locale.  I took this photo from the window seat in my kitchen in Philadelphia.  It's one of my favorite places to sit and read or just look at the sky. 

High Heels

I put on a pair of high heels last night.  A pair of of vintage Ferragamo T straps that were easily over 30 years old, definitely predating motherhood. It seemed like a proper occasion--a fundraiser in New York for Seeds of Peace, our neighbor in Maine.  I wasn't planning to do too much walking--taxi to the train, transfer to the subway, short one block walk to the event--so I thought why not.  They still fit and they do make my legs look good.  By the end of the evening, I was desperate to sit down.  I walked slowly and carefully back to the subway, onto the to train station, out to a taxi and home.  Those shoes were off the minute I hit the elevator. Those shoes are now resting comfortably on a top shelf in my closet.  Who knows when they will see the light of day again.

I AM READY!

  I love my horoscope for the day:

If you've been holding yourself back in any way, Taurus, now's the time to unlock and unleash yourself. If you have been compromising your high standards or selling yourself short, I hope you will give yourself permission to grow bigger and stronger and brighter. If you've been hiding your beauty or hedging your bets or rationing your access to the mother lode, you have officially arrived at the perfect moment to stop that nonsense.

Whether it's your time to ferment in the shadows or sing in the sun, fresh power to transform yourself is on the way. Life always delivers the creative energy you need to change into the new thing you must become.