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June 19, 2008

What's a Rolling Rally, you ask?

The rest of the country hates us when it comes to sports. I think they're jealous. Let's fact it, New England has been just a tad bit dominant in American sports recently. Heh.

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I think this photo says it all.

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Yup, I was at the Celtics rally this morning. This makes my 3rd rally since 2004. It's too cold out for the Patriots. And I'm not really a football fan. I love my Boston Red Sox with all my heart, but I'm a pretty happy Celtics fan these days. It's been 22 years since the Celts last won the finals, and it's been a tough time to be a fan of the NBA in general. All those thugs, all that bad press. And Kobe. Ugh. So not a star.

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However, if you think I'm going to miss a rally on such a gorgeous day, you just don't know me very well. I live for the rally. I love to scream as loud as I can and cheer on my teams. I love to see the players up close and personal.

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In Boston we know how to do a rally right. We line up the duck boats and load them with players, their family and friends, and we intersperse confetti machines.

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We pack the streets 30 to 50 people deep, all wearing the green.

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We set off the confetti as the duckboats roll through.

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Music is blasting,

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People are hanging out their office windows.

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The players are having the time of their lives.

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They're smoking cigars in honor of Red Auerbach.

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And holding up the MVP trophy.

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The fans are going nuts!

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Kevin Garnett is wearing 10 carats of diamonds in those ears. They're HUGE.

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Doc Rivers looks so psyched

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Paul Pierce is having a really good day.

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Ray Allen looking good despite his baby son's recent juvenile diabetes diagnosis.

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House and son.

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Yeah, we know how to celebrate in this city. And evidentially, we know how to know how to play sports.

Now it's time to turn back to baseball. Go Red Sox!

June 10, 2008

Stay Cool!

(Didn't you just hate that pat expression written over and over again in our H.S. yearbooks? Or did you help perpetuate the phrase yourself?)

Ugh! It's been so dang hot lately! And guess what?! Neither my nor Hubby's car has working A/C! Yee haw!

Still - we drove an hour and a half this past weekend to a cousin's graduation party in Franklin, MA.

Today I drove for close to an hour up to a meeting in Concord, NH.

Luckily, Hubby's got a job not too far from our house this week. But in recent weeks, he's had to drive as much as an hour+ to get to the job.

And to think! Last year, late August, we three drove all the way to Hershey, PA! With no A/C! And there Sweetie was in the backseat, covering herself completely with a wool blanket, just to amuse herself during the long trip.

My memory may be tricking me some, but I really don't think it was as hot during that trip last year as it has been here these last few days.

Thank goodness that it seems tomorrow will be much cooler. About 15 degrees cooler, in fact! Still hot, mind you, but much more manageable.

Stay cool, everyone!

May 27, 2008

BlogHer Boston or Bust

BlogHer Boston is coming! Yee haw!

I've been waiting for registration to open on this for months! And finally - it is!

Too bad I don't currently have a job. Oh, I have a decent severance package. And I presume I'll be gainfully employed before my finances completely run dry. But there are no guarantees.

Not that the registration fee is all that much. Actually, I think it's rather reasonable. Especially because I don't need any overnight accommodations. I can just make one long day of it, then head on home.

I can do this! I've been planning to do this! I will register!

But,...uh....I'll just wait a bit longer. Let's see how that second interview I've got on Thursday goes before I spend all my severance pay on other things, m'kay?

Wish me luck! And hope to see you all at BlogHer Boston.

October 11th, girls! See you then!

May 17, 2008

Gay Marriage in New England

As of today, Massachusetts is no longer the only state to allow the legal marriage of same sex partners. California's Supreme Court just struck down a ban on gay marriages, making it the second state in the union to allow same sex marriages. Tiny Massachusetts has allowed gay marriages for a few years now, and funny thing.... nothing in the state has really changed. Most couples that marry here in MA are your regular bride and groom couples. But not all. For that most of the state is thankful. But not all. There are always going to be people that speak of same sex marriages as an abomination, against the bible, and will fight to strike down the law. Thankfully, they remain in the minority. 

What interests me about our New England area is that every state save Rhode Island allows some sort of domestic partnerships. Same-sex marriage is recognized only in Massachusetts, but four states -- Vermont, New Jersey, Connecticut and New Hampshire -- have civil unions. California has been one of five states -- along with Hawaii, Maine, Washington and Oregon -- with domestic partnership or reciprocal benefits laws that provide some marriage-like rights to same-sex couples. Now, of course, California joins Massachusetts in providing full legal rights to same sex couples.

What is about New England that makes us so much more accepting of same sex unions? It isn't that we're more liberal. I think anyone who has set foot in New Hampshire realizes that it isn't the most liberal state in the union by any means. It has nothing to do with the weather, right? So what is it that makes our little corner of the country welcome same sex couples?

I love that my city in MA has performed almost 300 same sex marriages since the law changed in 2004. These are all families living in our small city, sending their kids to our schools, and voting in our town elections. They are our neighbors, our friends, our classmates, and our fellow congregants. We live in harmony, we see no differences between these families and another other family. In the almost 4 years since MA has legalized gay marriage, nothing untoward has happened. We haven't legalized bestiality, incest, or any other of the horrors predicted by opponents of this law. In fact, life has gone on and same sex marriages barely ever even pass our minds. It's just another fact of life here in MA. I would dare to say that this is the same in other parts of New England, were domestic partnership has removed so many of the fears and worries of gay families, especially with regards to medical proxies and legal decisions.

So congratulations to California. And hopefully the rest of the country will eventually follow suit.

May 16, 2008

. . .And They're Gonna Get Married. . .

Hey, California!!!    Yes, you, way over there, looking long and leggy. 

It's me, Massachusetts!  Can you see me waving my Cape Cod arm up and down?

Just wanted to say hi!  Oh, and thanks for this.  We were feeling a bit lonely.

With love,

The Kindred Spirits in Massachusetts

May 10, 2008

Local politics are better than television around here

It's been quite a week here in our fair city. I don't even think I can capture the insanity of it all, but I'll try to give you a bit of a peek into what happens when an entire city divides over money. You know, the root of all evil? Money, where some of the people have way more than enough, and some of the people have a lot less than they need. Money, which divides our city geographically, with the North being the less well endowed (monetarily, at least) and the South being where much of the Big Money resides. But not all of it. It's all an impression, anyhow.

So let's see what's been happening this week.

First, we have an override campaign in full swing. What's an override campaign? Oh goodness me, it goes way back to the 1980's when a certain bitch from Marblehead decided that she paid too much in state taxes and brought forth a law called Proposition 2.5, very similar to California's Proposition 13. The law states that the cities and towns cannot raise property taxes by more than 2.5% per year without an override vote. This vote means the entire town has to come out to approve any tax increase over the 2.5% raise per year. Since inflation alone gobbles up more than the 2.5% per year, cities and towns in MA have been slowly but surely cutting services they can no longer afford. Services for veterans, children, the handicapped, the poor, the elderly, the roads, the buildings, the entire state infrastructure. You name it, we can no longer afford it.

In our city the fire stations and falling apart. They are in horrid disrepair. Plus the firefighters are at war with the Mayor over a stupid mayoral policy about sick days, and so the Mayor has effectively reduced the fire department to an unsafe size. We've gotten rid of a lot of the po-po (no great loss as far as I'm concerned), our bridges are falling down, our school buildings are in such serious need of repair that we are in trouble with state inspectors. Our city hall itself is in pretty poor shape with a leaky roof and peeling plaster.

Needless to say, our city desperately needs an override. The money the Mayor is asking for, $12 million, is designated mostly for upgrading the schools. They need it, everyone in the city agrees that some schools are literally bursting at the seams from overcrowding while the school bathrooms are falling apart, the ceilings contain asbestos and lord only knows what else, and the roofs are leaking. We need to repair these buildings.

BUT... the city, in it's ultimate bizarro decision, also voted to rebuild one of our two high schools. Not only did they decide to rebuild, they hired architect Graham Gund,  a famous residential/commercial architect who has never designed a school building. Yes, his buildings are gorgeous. No argument here. But he designed a building for our new high school that is literally an homage to a VERY unpopular Mayor, with glass walls and a big zig zag design that will be very difficult to heat and air-condition. A design many people (myself included) thought was way over the top and way too expensive.

The city was so divided over the rebuilding of the high school that we held a vote just a year ago, and the people (not me) voted to use Gund's site plan and design. Sigh. So we're building the most expensive high school in Massachusetts at a whopping $197 million, but not by ANY means the most expensive high school in the country, despite what claims are made by the folks against any tax override/hike.

OK, with me so far?

So we have two sides, the people that are rabid Mayor haters and see a conspiracy behind every door. And the rest of us, who aren't happy with the Mayor but believe that improvements to the city's infrastructure are desperately needed.

Back to the override campaign. Again, the city is divided. The No voters, the people who would rather pull out their own teeth rather than to pay one more cent in taxes, are totally up in arms about allowing the Mayor another $12 million to "mismanage." The Yes voters believe that the Board of Alderman (BOA) along with the Mayor will use this money to fix the damn schools and fire stations.

Meanwhile, the city is getting major bad press in the Globe and the Herald and the whole state is laughing at us because we're seen as this richy-rich suburb that doesn't want to fix anything, while the Mayor is being portrayed as a total buffoon. Pretty accurately, IMO.

This week, the Mayor, in what can be seen as the worst case of bad timing ever, decides that he's going to increase his salary along with the salaries of many other city employees. OMG, you cannot believe the fallout. This got NATIONAL attention. Now there is background to this. In 2005 the Mayor was granted a salary increase by the BOA, which he declined. And declined again every year. He's only paid $87K to manage over 3000 employees in a city of ~90K residents. He's not only not near the top of the highest paid city employees, he's really poorly paid compared to other Mayors in comparable towns. So he decided that he would take the increase this week.

And the shit hit the fan!

Now, in all fairness to our Mayor, I believe that he should be making more. And the deal is, his pension is based upon the last three years of employment, so raising his salary for the last 2 years of his gig makes total sense for his pension protection.

But try and tell that the the malcontents.

Then they Mayor backed down and said he would NOT take the pay raise.

Hysteria ensued.

The local paper challenged the Mayor to say he would not run for another term (he has a year left) in order to get the override passed.

Then we all sat and waited.

State employees also asked the Mayor to step aside. As did members of the BOA.

This morning the Mayor held a press conference and said that he would not run for re-election.

Following this statement, the malcontents started on the city blog, saying that it was a 'trick' and that voting No on the override is the only way to get a message through to the Mayor. They don't seen to understand that we're not talking about the Mayor suffering, we're talking about the city workers, the children in schools, the firefighters.

Yes, it has been a very busy week in town. Every citizen I know is talking about our local politics much more than the national election. It's been so exciting and crazy here, we just about forgot there even IS a national election. We're all for Obama anyhow! Except the malcontents. They're Republicans. What a shock, eh?

April 13, 2008

They'll Fight the Law, but the Law Won. . .

I imagine that there are some seven-year-old kids out there in Massachusetts who are taking the news hard. 

"WHAT?  I have to be in a BOOSTER seat?  But, but, but. . .those are for BABIES!!!  I'm too old/big/cool for a booster seat!"

Tough luck, kiddos. 

Last week, Governor Patrick signed a law requiring kids be in a booster seat until the age of eight, or until they reach 4 foot 9 inches in height.  I have no idea what the previous law required since I intend to keep my children in booster seats until the prom.

There are critics of this law.  There are those who feel that it is another case of the government telling us how to parent, how to live.  That instead of teaching parents why they should keep their kids in boosters and then letting them enforce it themselves, we now have "big brother" taking over again.

I understand that complaint.  I'd like to think that most parents would learn about the dangers, would do the right thing. 

But, then I think about an intelligent, caring, but misguided family friend whose tiny elementary-school-age child rides without a booster seat.  Why?  Because they drive a massive SUV and think that  their vehicle's bulk alone will protect them. 

For those kids, and others like them, I am glad to hear that this is now a requirement.

Just don't try to legislate how clean the interior of a car needs to be, OK?

March 21, 2008

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banana fana O bama

 

fee fi fo bama

 

OOOOOBAAAAMA.

 

OK, so the Democratic Underground got there before me. But between the inescapable coverage in the Globe of all things Obama (remind me to point out later the almost hysterically obvious visual campaigning for the Big O...all those ridiculously silly shots of Hillary we've seen over the past months were chosen for a reason) and the strains of Sha Na Na's contribution to Blue Moo, (“Banana nana nana nana nana na na na.” very catchy...and no, I'm am NOT making any sort of stupid racial editorial comment*) it was inevitable. I had to write it out to escape it's insidious hold on my brain. Like the home remedy of singing a song that has been going through your head over and over and over to stop it.

 

I voted for Hillary in the primary. I had many reasons. First and foremost is that she is everything Obama is not. She is not glamorous, or sexy (to me, at any rate), she isn't a fabulously talented orator. But damn, is the woman a fighter.

 

At that point, I was leery (and still am, quite frankly) of the groupie mentality I saw in some of Obama's supporters. I know my low tolerance for hard selling, so I kept my exposure to propaganda to a minimum. I had no real bones to pick with either candidate. Either one would be a vast improvement over who is “in charge” now. Through the last months, we've seen the gloves come off, the mud fly, and they both have managed to pick themselves up out of the dirt. Filthy, but standing. I'm glad Hillary went after Obama the way she did. Beyond seeing her at her most unreasonably aggressive self, we were able to at least glean how Obama might deal with the full-fledged Republican attacks which may be in his future. And let's face it, the Republicans want Hillary to go up against McCain. They know they could slaughter her before she even got to the house.

 

Because Hillary made mistakes. She made experience a big part of her platform. Then she proceeded to do what many of us do on our resumes. Embellish the hell out of it. Some might say fabricate the hell out of it. Whatever. It all part of the game. Every damn politician out there is doing it. But if she goes up against McCain, a big part of her campaigning will become useless. And she's got Bill baggage. The one thing she really has, a workable healthcare plan, will not be enough to beat the brutality of the Republican machine once it breaks out it's battering ram. The mud slinging will become shit hurling. I will stop reading the paper.

 

So what, you may be wondering, inspired this 30 something white woman to write about this demonic circus?

 

I watched Obama speak. Specifically, his March 18th address in Philadelphia. And I saw in his candor about his response to the incendiary words of his “former pastor, Reverend Jeremiah Wright” my own thoughts, my own experiences. It brought back my days of participating in training exercises at Women in Transition that enlightened all of us young counselors as to exactly what privileges are, and how we benefited or suffered from them. I too, have relatives whose racial prejudices make my teeth grind. I have ancestors who hid their racial identities because it was dangerous not to do so. Once upon a time, it was dangerous to be Penobscot. It was dangerous to be Irish. And look where we are now. We have a long way to go, but now I can proudly state my ancestry in a way that was impossible for my great grandparents to do.

 

Obama is a magnificent orator, he has stage presence, gravity, and yes, he looks almost presidential. Almost, because he is missing a key facial expression. I don't believe, (and you can correct me on this, if you please, if I missed it) the mashed lips that seem to be part and parcel of almost every candidate today. The look that says they have lost control, that they are on the defensive, that they are hiding baggage. He didn't have it.

 

So I say almost presidential. He has created an image of himself that is hard to resist. Upright, realistically hopeful, self actualized. When was the last time I listened to someone and thought...here is someone who could be a hero? Or even more...someone to look up to, as well as a good man. A real man. Not an ol' boy, like those that populate the White House. So what if he doesn't pick up his socks? Neither does my husband. So what if he doesn't have experience. Neither did Lincoln, and where would we be without him?

 

I wish Barack well. I hope for him. I want to believe in him. This is beginning to sound like a religious conversion, so I think I'll wrap this up.

 

I'd like to leave you all today with the 3 year old Impling's nature prose, observed and composed during a leisurely stroll through the streets of Brookline, and here by her specific request:

 

“They are Spring bare branches!”

*This would be particularly ridiculous of me since I think I might be on the brink of a big O conversion.

March 04, 2008

Bring Hope To New England

I've found something positively revolutionary.

It's a new site called Hope Revolution, started by Krystyn, one of the lovely ladies who established the now defunct Mama Says Om site.

Yes, MSO may not exist in cyberspace any longer, but Krystyn has found a truly remarkable way to continue her efforts of making a great change in the world.

This site was set up after Krystyn received several positive comments on her personal blog when she posted pictures of little Hope Notes she left all around her city - NYC. Because of this positive feedback, she figured several others may like to perform similar random acts of kindness and hope in their own communities.

She's right. Hope Revolution already seems to have a large, inspiring audience of hopeful individuals.

Currently, Krystyn is asking participants to create their own Hope Notes and anonymously distribute them throughout their own pieces of the world. After doing so, you can even post your pictures through the Hope Revolution Flickr account.

I've already created a large number of notes and have strategically placed them nearly everywhere I go - from my work to the grocery store to the local coffee shop. My notes have been left in both NH and MA. I even left one on a table at my daughter's pre-school.

Here are a few shots of my card-making progress:

 

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I apologize that you're not able to clearly read all the messages I've written. And I'm especially sorry that I can't even transcribe them for you, as they're either distributed by now or sealed up in their envelopes in my purse. But you get the idea.

For me, I really like putting each card in an envelope, so I never know exactly which message I'm leaving behind where. I figure this way is best, as the "right" message will most certainly get to the "right" recipient this way.

Sweetie and Hubby have even helped out, designing and writing their own cards (see Sweetie's green BE GREAT card above). Sweetie especially is really getting "into" it, and, just this weekend, very sneakily left a card inside the front pages of a stack of newspapers on sale, instead of simply on top of the papers in plain sight.

That recipient is surely to get a happy surprise when he/she reads their morning news!

I would so love it if I could get several others interested in taking on this Hope Revolution challenge. Please do check out the site, start making your cards (you don't have to make many, and they don't have to be pretty - it's simply the message that matters most), and get to the hope-spreadin'!

And once that's done, keep going back to Hope Revolution for more updates, more inspiring stories and photos, and more Hope Challenges.

Krystyn and myself will be so grateful. And your world - our world - will start to feel just a wee bit more hopeful for your efforts, I promise.

Thank you.

March 01, 2008

Our Boys in Suits

Yesterday many of the Red Sox visited the White House to show George Bush the World Series trophy. They were all dressed to the nines, even Curt Shilling. Not surprising, Bush made a gaffe and insulted first Manny and then Paperbaum. So not funny.

After the White House, the Sox visited Walter Reed Hospital to cheer up the many very wounded soldiers home from the middle east. They all talked about how moving it was to be able to talk to the soldiers and know that they were giving them something really special; time with their favorite players.

The Sox looked so exceptionally handsome I wanted to share some photos.

Tim Wakefield looking particularly spiffy in classic gray.

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Julio Lugo in classic black.

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Yummy Jason Varitek in a gorgeous charcoal very well fitting suit.

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