Saturday, January 12, 2013

One Hundred Things My Mother Taught Me A Million Times - Chapter 96


#96  “Don't let your sons push their sister around.  If you do, they'll treat their wives the same way.”

I stared at #96 for a long time, and I’m not sure why. OK, that’s a lie. I know why. I didn’t want to write about this lesson because this has been a difficult one for me my entire life.

By the time I came into the world, my parents were older and my siblings were grown and gone, so I had no role models for dealing with male/female aggression/submission. Then I was taught at church that women are subservient to men and a woman’s reward is not on earth but in heaven.  Between the religious dogma and the lack of role models, I allowed myself to be pushed around by my husband, and I allowed my sons to push their sister around.

When I was 28 I backlashed dramatically to become the woman who would never be pushed around again, plowing a 10-year swath through the male gender, showing them just how indomitable I was. I hated men and I hated myself. Thankfully, time and a patient husband helped me learn that it isn’t about dominance; it is about balance.

My children were probably damaged to a degree by my and their dad’s and society’s mistakes, but they also benefited from our triumphs and resilience, and from this they have learned that our lives are not measured by our mistakes, but rather by how well we learn from those mistakes and rise above them.

So mom was right. Don't let your sons push their sisters around. And I would add, don’t let your daughters be pushed around either.


BOOKS – 2012


BEST OF THE BEST
(Click on Book Titles to See My Review)
by Patti Smith

by Jess Walter

by Joshua Foer

by Gillian Flynn

by Andrew Soloman

BEST FICTION:
by Jess Walter

by Gillian Flynn

BEST NON-FICTION:
by Patti Smith

by Joshua Foer

by Andrew Soloman

FICTION YOU WILL ENJOY:
by Taylor Stevens

by Margot Livesey


by Paula McLain


by Hilary Mantel

by Louise Penny

NON-FICTION YOU WILL ENJOY:
by Susan Cain

by D. T. Max

by Charlena Chandler

by Cheryl Strayed

by Debra Weingarten

by James Andrew Miller, Tom Shales 

OK FICTION:
The Snowman 
by Jo Nesbø
The Hunger Games 
by Suzanne Collins
Defending Jacob 
by William Landay
The Tiger's Wife 
by Téa Obreht

OK NON-FICTION:
Manhunt 
by James L. Swanson

DON’T BOTHER FICTION:
The Night Circus 
by Erin Morganstern
The Odds: A Love Story 
by Stewart O’Nan
1Q84 
by Haruki Murakami
Christine Falls 
by Benjamin Black
And When She Was Good 
by Laura Lippman

DON’T BOTHER NON-FICTION:
Ghost In the Wires 
by Kevin Mitnick and William S. Simon

Sunday, January 6, 2013

HAPPY HOLIDAYS 2012!


Friday, January 4, 2013

HEAD WEST GALS


Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Happy Holidays and a Terrific 2013!


Sunday, December 23, 2012

Far From The Tree by Andrew Soloman


I don’t know when a book has more profoundly agitated me.  When I try to comprehend why, the only explanation I can come up with is that Far From The Tree by Andrew Soloman is just too much of everything. It is too full of well-crafted and deeply-anchored observations on the relationships between exceptional children and their parents. There were too many heartrending family stories, too many epiphanies, too many realities, too many words and pages, and it was too interesting to stop reading.

Solomon (pictured), a Lecturer in Psychology at Cornell University, spent 10 years, interviewed 300 families, and codified 40,000 pages of notes to 960 pages, in the process of mining the question, “To what extent should parents accept their children for who they are, and to what extent should they help them become their best selves.” As if this wasn’t a colossal  enough conundrum to explore, Solomon amplifies the issue by examining it in the context of families coping with deafness, dwarfism, Down syndrome, autism, schizophrenia, multiple severe disabilities, with children who are prodigies, who are conceived in rape, who become criminals, who are transgender. 

The author was compelled to explore “different children” and their parents as a result of his own identity struggles as a gay child of straight parents – which could suggest agenda-driven research. However, there are two things that, for me at least, underpinned the objectivity of his results. First, it didn’t take him precisely where he thought it would. Solomon said, “Many conditions I had thought of as illnesses emerged as identities in the course of my research. When one can experience a condition as an identity, one can find pride and satisfaction in it. People who don't share such a condition with their parents must build horizontal identity among others who do share it.” (FYI - horizontal identity is peer-oriented, vertical identity is inherited or learned at home). Also, the words of the parents he interviewed cut like a knife in their clarity and meaning. Here are a few examples. Click on Read More...

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking by Susan Cain



Several months ago I provided a rather pithy review of Susan Cain’s nonfiction book, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking. However, since this is one of the better nonfiction books I read in 2012, I wanted to provide a more comprehensive critique.

Quiet was just the rationalization I was looking for to justify my hardwired inclinations to isolate myself from the world, and it made me question why I even needed to pardon that proclivity. Unfortunately, this is also why Quiet wasn’t as good as it could have been. 

Cain’s examination of quietness goes beyond the individual to the global. In fact, she connects events such as the Wall Street meltdown and the endless succession of wars to the extroverts of the world who are so forceful and self-assured that they rampage unchecked, dragging the rest of us along in their force field. Of course the irony here is that it takes two to drag, the dragger and the drag-ee.

Quiet also examines introversion in a variety of contexts, like families (e.g., the quiet kids vs. ring leaders) and work (e.g., the invisible cubicle mutes vs. the verbose water cooler jockeys), all of which felt familiar and gratifying in a somewhat unsavory manner. It also identifies the contributions of famous introverts of the world (i.e., J. K. Rowlings, Albert Einstein, Charles M. Schulz, Meryl Streep, Warren Buffett, and Rosa Parks). In fact, Cain glorifies introverts and vilifies extroverts to the point that I, as one reviewer observed, “…got tired of being patted on the head.”

Since Quiet is on the “best nonfiction of 2012” list of Amazon, Barnes & Noble, People Magazine, Goodreads, Today Show, Audible.com, and many others, I could speculate that introverts are the readers of the world and also drive sales of books written to help them stop being introverts. But I won’t. 

Bottom line, I liked Quiet and it will make my best of nonfiction 2012 list too, but I suspect that extroverts who read it will be ambivalent in their imperviousness, and introverts who read it will feel ill at ease with their newly acquired self-righteousness.

Humble request sheds light on how to do holy work these holidays By Judy Knotts


(My friend Judy Knotts is the former and current interim head of St. Gabriel’s Catholic School in Austin, and a columnist for the Austin American-Statesman - below column was re-printed with permission.)

It was a blustery winter day. The wind whipped about spiraling dry leaves and paper scraps everywhere. As I searched for a close-in parking space in the enormous Walmart lot, I glanced at the temperature gage, 35 degrees. The near freezing conditions and dark clouds overhead made it feel like snow or “mixed precipitation” as the weather forecasters like to say. After hunting for my gloves, I wrapped my fleece jacket around me tightly, and hurried from my car to the entrance of the store.

Near the door, an old woman wrapped in a light shawl sat on a wooden bench waiting. Her dark eyes seemed to pierce right through me. Then she spoke, “Please Dearie, can you spare some change for a pair of britches? I have none.”
I was completely taken aback, embarrassed for her, embarrassed for me, and embarrassed for passersby’s who might have heard this uniquely intimate plea. My imagination went wild for a few moments. I tried to figure out how this could be! Was she raped? Were her underclothes so ripped that they were beyond repair? Were they soiled? After a few minutes of this free-range panicking, I realized it really didn’t matter, the fact remained that under her skirt she was wearing nothing.

Over the years panhandlers have asked for money, a hamburger, dog food, or coffee, but no one has ever pleaded for this basic necessity — underwear. How desperate she must have been to beg, feeling exposed and totally stripped of human dignity. Click on Read More Below...

The Homestead on Foxridge Ben & Breakfast



I recently found out that one of my school mates, Leta Smithson Thomas, Leta Jo to me, owns a bed and breakfast just west of San Antonio in Helotes, so I went to the website to check it out, and gal howdy, it is fantastic!

If you, your family or friends need a place to stay when you are in the San Antonio area (family trip to Sea World or Fiesta Texas, live music at John T. Floore's Country Store, dinner at the lovely Gray Moss Inn, golfing at Briggs Ranch, wedding, etc), or if you just need to get away to somewhere quiet and serene for a few days, Foxridge is the place for you. The pool area is beautiful and the breakfast to die for.


You can access the Homestead on Foxridge here, or call her at the phone # above.  When you go to Foxridge be sure to give Leta Jo a hug for me! You can thank me later.

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or
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Wednesday, December 19, 2012