Kind of a packed weekend
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flexagonThis weekend I saw a lot of my engaged friends B and D. First, on Friday night I went over to their place and watched Saved, which B pretty much knew I would like (she and I were both raised in fundamentalist Christian households). After a long week it was so humanizing just to sit and watch a movie with friends. And yes, I did like the movie quite a lot... If there's one thing I know about it's turning away from the Christian faith in senior year of high school, even if I wasn't so dramatic about it. Oddest of all, it actually made me twingy thinking about having a baby, until I reviewed just what it showed me about that:
* You will vomit once during pregnancy, but you won't suffer any loss of agility or other discomfort.
* You won't worry about money or have doubts that you'll be a good parent, or much of anything along those lines, though you will worry about other things.
* You will really look pregnant for exactly one day. On that day you'll wear a sexy red dress, and still be able to dance with no problem.
* Labor will happen so quickly that nobody has a chance to change their clothes. After the birth you won't even be sweaty, and all your friends and family will be around you.
* When you look at your baby you'll be sure that life has meaning (this one alone is probably true).
So, on Saturday morning I snapped back to being my usual self.
The rest of the weekend was mostly spent working on the kitchen. Our new cabinets arrived on Friday, and the next day B and D came over to help us install them. I didn't help much with the real work because D and HLM are both so good... I mostly spent the time talking with B while cutting up all the boxes and bundling them into little bundles for recycling, and going out on snack-buying duty. HLM and I were going to buy them dinner to thank them but ended up saying we'd help them move at the end of July instead--something I find very satisfying, by the way. Friendships have a good base when they're built on really helping the other person do things, and I like it that B and I have both helped each other move and get through weddings and such. It's easier to feel close to a person like that than a person I've just gone out to dinner with a bunch of times, you know? Even if she and I do sometimes ignore each other for a few months. And there's nothing wrong with dinners :)
Anyway, I love the new cabinetry. It looks great, and having the new wall cabinets enabled us to take down the old ones that were always right in my face when I was at the sink. Suddenly that whole side of the room is so much more open! Both HLM and I are thinking that if we get the same cabinets for the other side and for the pantry, we might never feel compelled to do a full kitchen remodel at all... and that's very good financial news. So we are happy. There's still some work left to do: we need pulls, and one of the older cabinets still needs to be cut down to a smaller size to fit next to the dishwasher, and I'm doing to do some sanding/spackling and paint a deep blue accent wall across from the new countertop. But functionally and spatially, you can really see things coming together now.
I'm continuing to find SuperFoods Rx very interesting. This is definitely the book for people tired of thinking about carbs, protein, fat, and all that yadda yadda... it's aimed much more at eating the foods that will get you to old age without cancer, retinal degeneration, wrinkly skin and heart disease (and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bluechromis, you'll be glad to know that all but two are vegetarian, though one of the remaining 12 is soy). I found it so weird when it called out green beans as part of the legume family though! I know, I know, they're green beans, so obviously they're beans, I just don't think of them as beans. A little glitch in my personal ontology.
* You will vomit once during pregnancy, but you won't suffer any loss of agility or other discomfort.
* You won't worry about money or have doubts that you'll be a good parent, or much of anything along those lines, though you will worry about other things.
* You will really look pregnant for exactly one day. On that day you'll wear a sexy red dress, and still be able to dance with no problem.
* Labor will happen so quickly that nobody has a chance to change their clothes. After the birth you won't even be sweaty, and all your friends and family will be around you.
* When you look at your baby you'll be sure that life has meaning (this one alone is probably true).
So, on Saturday morning I snapped back to being my usual self.
The rest of the weekend was mostly spent working on the kitchen. Our new cabinets arrived on Friday, and the next day B and D came over to help us install them. I didn't help much with the real work because D and HLM are both so good... I mostly spent the time talking with B while cutting up all the boxes and bundling them into little bundles for recycling, and going out on snack-buying duty. HLM and I were going to buy them dinner to thank them but ended up saying we'd help them move at the end of July instead--something I find very satisfying, by the way. Friendships have a good base when they're built on really helping the other person do things, and I like it that B and I have both helped each other move and get through weddings and such. It's easier to feel close to a person like that than a person I've just gone out to dinner with a bunch of times, you know? Even if she and I do sometimes ignore each other for a few months. And there's nothing wrong with dinners :)
Anyway, I love the new cabinetry. It looks great, and having the new wall cabinets enabled us to take down the old ones that were always right in my face when I was at the sink. Suddenly that whole side of the room is so much more open! Both HLM and I are thinking that if we get the same cabinets for the other side and for the pantry, we might never feel compelled to do a full kitchen remodel at all... and that's very good financial news. So we are happy. There's still some work left to do: we need pulls, and one of the older cabinets still needs to be cut down to a smaller size to fit next to the dishwasher, and I'm doing to do some sanding/spackling and paint a deep blue accent wall across from the new countertop. But functionally and spatially, you can really see things coming together now.
I'm continuing to find SuperFoods Rx very interesting. This is definitely the book for people tired of thinking about carbs, protein, fat, and all that yadda yadda... it's aimed much more at eating the foods that will get you to old age without cancer, retinal degeneration, wrinkly skin and heart disease (and
bluechromis, you'll be glad to know that all but two are vegetarian, though one of the remaining 12 is soy). I found it so weird when it called out green beans as part of the legume family though! I know, I know, they're green beans, so obviously they're beans, I just don't think of them as beans. A little glitch in my personal ontology.
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Date: 2005-06-06 05:04 am (UTC)I enjoyed that movie also, especially when the blonde girl starts screaming and throwing things shrieking "Jesus loves me!" It was a bit obvious but I found it very funny. Though the baby thing was a little too pat for me.
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Date: 2005-06-06 06:23 pm (UTC)Ha... yet another stunning triumph of nature over nurture. ;) No, the weird thing is that I was raised to be independent and to think things through for myself. I can't imagine how my parents ever expected me to remain Christian. Luckily, their own thinking has more or less turned them away from structured religion as well, each in their own direction, so it's not a point of contention anymore.
It was bad for a long time though. I keep meaning to post about reading Reading Lolita in Tehran, which is about an all-female book club run at the height of Iranian oppression... all through the book there was something I found familiar about women behaving in accordance with really strict standards because they were afraid not to, while at the same time laughing at those standards behind the back of the morality police because they were so ridiculous. Finally I realized I was remembering my childhood. Yes, that was a nasty little moment in itself. :s
If I had a child, under no circumstance would I expose it to anything religious before absolutely necessary.