I have found myself being sucked into Facebook. Every day I make attempts to avoid going there, only to find I can't avoid it. Initially, I joined and then visited it rarely for more than a year. Then I discovered the Facebook application for my Treo and it slowly began to suck me in. Soon, I checked in at least once a day via my phone to see what my friends were saying in their status comments, to post pictures and see what my friends were posting, or just to share my own experiences. The tipping point for me appears to be the death of the dryer. The week I spent without the ability to do much laundry seemed to free up a lot of my evenings after the girls were in bed. I rediscovered my notebook computer and taking a lesson from my husband, began to play on my computer again right in front of the television. During this time, I realized that the real Facebook site is actually much more fun than my minimized phone version! My Facebook time severely increased and I find myself drawn to checking it multiple times per day.
Much of it is the social networking, but then there is that addictive game Mafia Wars. I need my fix daily and find myself returning again and again to do some criminal jobs, acquire dirty money, and fight other mafia families. Who knew the mafia life could be so fun or addictive? Well The Soprano's were a bit addictive too, but not quite as much fun with all the realistic violence and sex!
I find myself wondering how healthy my Facebook usage is. I have always had difficulty setting limits with my hobbies. I tend to obsessively pursue them and then finding myself quitting "cold turkey" to be able to attend back to "real life." I can read to obsession. I can watch television to obsession. I can play video games to obsession. Or I know I could and that is why I make sure that does not happen. Where does Facebook fit in this? Is it an escape to avoid the real world? Or is it truly a way to connect? I guess it really can be both. As with everything, it depends on how you use it. Do you use it to avoid having real relationships with people? Do you invest a lot of time and effort into people you are really not that close to?
I am not sure of my answers to these questions, although my gut feeling at the moment is that Facebook is kind of wonderful and is allowing me to grow in many ways. In a world where everyone is so busy and spread out, Facebook allows me to connect more with friends I truly miss but have no way to achieve face-to-face friendship due to geographical distance. It also allows me to connect more with friends who do live close by but are caught up in this day-to-day crazy experience of an over-scheduled life. It also allows me to explore the past a bit in many different ways. I can reconnect with friends from the past I lost touch with, or mere acquaintances from the past that I never took the time to explore, or even to approach people I may have made judgements about in high school and assumed would never have any interest in me.
Facebook is a social experience if you let it be. It is not easy and I still have to set my limits and continue to enjoy and live my non-virtual life. However, my goal is to truly connect with everyone I be-friend on Facebook. I vow not to friend someone blindly, but to make an effort to really connect with everyone. To post on their "wall," to comment on what they choose to share with the world, to learn more about everyone and to let them know who I really am. I vow not to be the person I have been for much of my life, afraid of being judged and therefore judging of others. Perhaps Facebook is one path towards my own self-discovery. We shall see.
What do you think about Facebook? Is it your friend or foe? Share a comment and let's discuss.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Why Don't We Accept the Answer, "No?"
I have been thinking about how difficult it is to say, “No.” I am fully aware that it is my responsibility to exercise this right and responsibility. I need to be constantly aware of my own limitations and boundaries and to refuse to take on new responsibilities as they are offered. I do not abdicate my responsibility in this. Do you hear a BUT coming on?
However, I noticed today that the world is filled with people who somehow seem to assume that when a person responds, ‘No!” to a question, they are merely waiting for someone to coax them into an affirmative response. Has this ever happed to you? My epiphany today occurred as I was making copies in the copy-room, which is of course the unofficial meeting place for my office. One of the nurses comes into the room to ask if anyone would like to adopt a cat. The room erupts with people denying interest in the cat. Instead of the conversation ending, one of the nay-sayers seeks to poll the room to find someone else to adopt this cat. I say clearly that I am not interested in another cat. I then spend the next 5 minutes being browbeaten by my co-workers as to why I should adopt this cat. “Your other cat is lonely.” “He clearly is missing other cats.” I waste my time responding to their inquiries and strong suggestions, even though I have already stated I do not want another cat and that I feel overwhelmed with the cat that I do have. Eventually, I leave the room, which is kind of silly since I was the only one in need of the copier at the moment.
I have some suspicions as to why people do not respect a negative answer. In this case, interestingly enough, the person who initiated the query respected my negative response. It was the other targets of the question who threw me, “under the bus.” I suspect many people do this to feel better about their own guilt over saying, “No.” I am not trying to be a mind-reader. I guess I just wanted to remind people that it is cool to respect your friends, co-workers, or even strangers, by allowing them to make their own decisions and to avoid questioning any decisions. Everyone has a right and a responsibility to say, “No,” when they need to but let’s try not to make this even harder for people by forcing then to defend their choices.
However, I noticed today that the world is filled with people who somehow seem to assume that when a person responds, ‘No!” to a question, they are merely waiting for someone to coax them into an affirmative response. Has this ever happed to you? My epiphany today occurred as I was making copies in the copy-room, which is of course the unofficial meeting place for my office. One of the nurses comes into the room to ask if anyone would like to adopt a cat. The room erupts with people denying interest in the cat. Instead of the conversation ending, one of the nay-sayers seeks to poll the room to find someone else to adopt this cat. I say clearly that I am not interested in another cat. I then spend the next 5 minutes being browbeaten by my co-workers as to why I should adopt this cat. “Your other cat is lonely.” “He clearly is missing other cats.” I waste my time responding to their inquiries and strong suggestions, even though I have already stated I do not want another cat and that I feel overwhelmed with the cat that I do have. Eventually, I leave the room, which is kind of silly since I was the only one in need of the copier at the moment.
I have some suspicions as to why people do not respect a negative answer. In this case, interestingly enough, the person who initiated the query respected my negative response. It was the other targets of the question who threw me, “under the bus.” I suspect many people do this to feel better about their own guilt over saying, “No.” I am not trying to be a mind-reader. I guess I just wanted to remind people that it is cool to respect your friends, co-workers, or even strangers, by allowing them to make their own decisions and to avoid questioning any decisions. Everyone has a right and a responsibility to say, “No,” when they need to but let’s try not to make this even harder for people by forcing then to defend their choices.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Children's Television That Parent's Actually Can Watch Without Dying of Boredom
I have been noticing that my kids seem to like a lot of shows that I do not fine vile and annoying. I am not sure if this is due to their inherent good taste, or if it is due to some subtle brainwashing over the years from their mother. We do love many PBS shows, but let's start with our favorite, not educational, favorites. So for my friends with kids, here are a few television suggestions for your kids that you might actually not mind watching:
(1) Pucca (http://disney.go.com/disneyxd/#/disneyxd/shows/pucca/) - This is one funny show from Jetix on Disney Channel. Pucca is a little girl who doesn't talk but is in love with Garu, a ninja boy. The show revolves around Pucca chasing Garu. Sounds a bit weird, but it is so funny. The characters are fantastic, from Santa, to Pucca's uncle's who run a noodle house, to the ninja who is always hunting Garu, to so many more. Some of the humor comes from the things spoofed in different shows. For example, in Sooga Size Me, a Texas couple comes to Sooga Village in their huge motorhome and with their horrible American tourist way, insult the culture and then build a restaurant to serve super-sized American versions of Japanese food. Lot's of good sarcastic fun for adults.
(2) Ben 10 and Ben 10: Alien Force (http://www.cartoonnetwork.com/tv_shows/promotion_landing_page/ben10/index.html): My daughter's love Ben 10 of any kind. It is always the first show they request from any backlog of DVR'd episodes. These are shows on Cartoon Network and Ben accidentally becomes the owner of the Omnitrix at age 10 which allows him to turn into 10 different aliens. Helped by his cousin Gwen and his grandfather, they fight evil and have a lot of fun. Ben and Gwen fight like siblings. Grandpa is a smart alien-fighting expert. Interesting aliens, fun, and plenty of sarcasm. Ben 10: Alien Force is a kind of sequel with Ben and Gwen older and still fighting bad guys as teenagers. Thanks to their friend Kevin, lots more sarcastic fun and fighting of bad guys.
(3) Johnny Test (http://www.cartoonnetwork.com/tv_shows/johnnytest/index.html): Another Cartoon Network show, Johnny Test is about a boy who always seems to get in trouble but almost always ends up saving the day too. Johnny is hyper and self-centered, and has two older genius sisters who can invent anything. Everything is against type. Mom works, dad stays-at-home. The sisters are brilliant. Johnny and his talking dog Dukey are lots of snarky fun.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
My Stroke of Insight: A Brain Scientist's Personal Journey - Jill Bolte Taylor
There have been a few biographical books that have struck me with such force that I felt changed by them. Two I remember distinctly because I listened to the audio book versions. The first I remember was Tuesdays with Morrie, by Mitch Albom. I found the book fascinating, but what blew me away was hearing Morrie’s voice speaking some on his wisdom at the end of the book. Hearing an author read their own work or share their story seems to intensify the message. I felt this same way after listening to a more recent book by Jill Bolte Taylor, My Stroke of Insight: A Brain Scientist's Personal Journey.
Dr. Bolte Taylor woke up one morning in 1996 to discover that she was experiencing a rare form of stroke, an arteriovenous malformation (AVM). Three weeks later, she underwent major brain surgery at to remove a golf ball-sized hemorrhage that was placing pressure on the language centers in the left hemisphere of her brain. The first part of the book told who the author was prior to her stroke and then in great detail told what it felt like to have her stroke, made even more fascinating due to her training and career as a neuroanatomist. She watched her mind completely deteriorate to where she could not walk, talk, read, write, or recall any of her life. She than shared her experiences in recovery, from her initial time in the emergency room and eventual surgery to her years of rehabilitation. We learned the details of her recovery, designed primarily by her mother who basically repeated her childhood development. Finally, we heard some of her observations about right and left hemispheric differences.
I thought the book was very readable thanks to the compelling story and Dr. Bolte Taylor’s personality. I found something of value from every part of the book. The description of her stroke and deterioration was a profound explanation of the left and right brain functions. The tale of her rehabilitation highlighted ways we need to change our current methods of stroke rehabilitation. Her observation that her need for sleep was imperative in allowing her brain to heal really hit home how important sleep is to our brain functioning. I even found her observations of life without a left hemisphere made her a better person a good illustration for the benefits of cognitive behavioral therapy and used this in one of my recent discussions with my pain group. I highly recommend this book, and even recommend you try the audio book to hear the story in Dr. Bolte Taylor’s own voice.
Dr. Bolte Taylor woke up one morning in 1996 to discover that she was experiencing a rare form of stroke, an arteriovenous malformation (AVM). Three weeks later, she underwent major brain surgery at to remove a golf ball-sized hemorrhage that was placing pressure on the language centers in the left hemisphere of her brain. The first part of the book told who the author was prior to her stroke and then in great detail told what it felt like to have her stroke, made even more fascinating due to her training and career as a neuroanatomist. She watched her mind completely deteriorate to where she could not walk, talk, read, write, or recall any of her life. She than shared her experiences in recovery, from her initial time in the emergency room and eventual surgery to her years of rehabilitation. We learned the details of her recovery, designed primarily by her mother who basically repeated her childhood development. Finally, we heard some of her observations about right and left hemispheric differences.
I thought the book was very readable thanks to the compelling story and Dr. Bolte Taylor’s personality. I found something of value from every part of the book. The description of her stroke and deterioration was a profound explanation of the left and right brain functions. The tale of her rehabilitation highlighted ways we need to change our current methods of stroke rehabilitation. Her observation that her need for sleep was imperative in allowing her brain to heal really hit home how important sleep is to our brain functioning. I even found her observations of life without a left hemisphere made her a better person a good illustration for the benefits of cognitive behavioral therapy and used this in one of my recent discussions with my pain group. I highly recommend this book, and even recommend you try the audio book to hear the story in Dr. Bolte Taylor’s own voice.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Cafe Firenze or Chef Fabio and Top Chef
My husband and I went out to dinner tonight while my mom watched the girls. After much discussion, we drove over to Moorpark to check out Cafe Firenze which is the restaurant of Fabio Viviani from Top Chef.
The place looked like a zoo but we were given a table immediately. We were seated a few feet from the kitchen which turned out to be one of the best tables in the place. The kitchen was open and had two bars on either side for diners to sit watching the kitchen like dinner theatre. Our table was a small two top a few feet away so you had your own private table but had direct vision of all kitchen activity and Fabio as well as direct view of all food taken out.
The service was pretty good, which seems rare in Ventura County. The food was kind of average although my husband thought it was pretty good compared to typical Simi Valley restaurant options. We had the beef carpaccio for a starter and it was delicious. My husband had gnocchi, which is one of my favorites, but I thought the gnocchi, although light, were mealy and mushy. They came in a pesto, which my husband said was a bit bland. I had the chicken picata which was not bad, but rather average. The chicken was a bit dry too. Dessert was rather good as we shared cannoli, which was plenty for two and was quite yummy and fairly traditional with plent of pistachios for garnish.
All-in-all, we would give it another try but I thought that Fabio's food was a lot like him, more flash than substance.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Major Milestone Moment
I registered Sofia for kindergarten today! She will start kindergarten in the fall. This is another parenting bittersweet moment. I am so excited that my baby will be starting kindergarten and embarking on her primary education, but saddened that she really is not a baby anymore. It is hard not to be motivated by the decrease in childcare costs as well!
I do wonder how she will do in kindergarten. Sofia has a marvelous loving and joyful spirit. She is sweet and kind and creative. Alas, she is also full of energy and seems to have some focusing issues. She wants to focus on what she wants to when she wants to! I worry that this may be difficult for a kindergarten teacher to handle. She has been known to climb the shelving or the door frames during preschool. Luckily, her preschool just started her spending the morning in the kindergarten class and she seems to be doing well. During this years daily pickups from preschool, I have spent most days arriving with the fear of catching her teacher’s gaze only to find that sad little exasperated head shack, “Rough day today,” or “She did not have her listening ears on today.”
However, since she started half-day kindergarten, I have been noticing more days of, “She had a good day today mom!” or “Come look at her work it is amazing!” She can write her first name in cursive and she is reading books with one-syllable words! I think I am actually looking forward to kindergarten in the fall!
I do wonder how she will do in kindergarten. Sofia has a marvelous loving and joyful spirit. She is sweet and kind and creative. Alas, she is also full of energy and seems to have some focusing issues. She wants to focus on what she wants to when she wants to! I worry that this may be difficult for a kindergarten teacher to handle. She has been known to climb the shelving or the door frames during preschool. Luckily, her preschool just started her spending the morning in the kindergarten class and she seems to be doing well. During this years daily pickups from preschool, I have spent most days arriving with the fear of catching her teacher’s gaze only to find that sad little exasperated head shack, “Rough day today,” or “She did not have her listening ears on today.”
However, since she started half-day kindergarten, I have been noticing more days of, “She had a good day today mom!” or “Come look at her work it is amazing!” She can write her first name in cursive and she is reading books with one-syllable words! I think I am actually looking forward to kindergarten in the fall!
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Whirlpool Calypso Dryer R.I.P.
The clothes dryer died a few days ago. Actually, it has been struggling for the past year, I just kept ignoring it. Clothes have taken longer and longer to dry. Currently, it runs but without any heat. Frankly, with two kids, I find a working washer and dryer to be a necessity. We seem to have tons of laundry daily. As usual, although I would love to have depended on the husband to fix it up, he was on another business trip. So I searched the internet and found a repairman who could come over in the evening and check it out. As I waited 3-4 days for my appointment, I frantically washed as much clothing as I could and hung the clothes but still kind of fluffed them up in my heat-free dryer.
So the repairman can the other night and spent an hour dismantling the dryer only to exclaim, “Oh no!” I called out to him, “That does not sound good?” He proceeded to show me the interior of my dryer, which was filled with black lint. Apparently, we have probably had several dryer fires over the years. The thing is apparently a fire hazard and could have flamed up at any time and we are probably lucky the previous fires did not burn the house down! (And frankly as a working mom, I do run the dryer as I head up to bed at night!) So he decommissioned the dryer and now I have to go shopping for a replacement this weekend. I hate shopping. Ugh. And the really crappy thing…the dryer is only 6 years old!!!!! And it was a fancy higher-end whirlpool model! And I can’t even blame Whirlpool since it seems the people who installed the dryer used a substandard too long vent which contributed to the fires and the people who built our house installed a convoluted venting system from the laundry room to the outside.
So the repairman can the other night and spent an hour dismantling the dryer only to exclaim, “Oh no!” I called out to him, “That does not sound good?” He proceeded to show me the interior of my dryer, which was filled with black lint. Apparently, we have probably had several dryer fires over the years. The thing is apparently a fire hazard and could have flamed up at any time and we are probably lucky the previous fires did not burn the house down! (And frankly as a working mom, I do run the dryer as I head up to bed at night!) So he decommissioned the dryer and now I have to go shopping for a replacement this weekend. I hate shopping. Ugh. And the really crappy thing…the dryer is only 6 years old!!!!! And it was a fancy higher-end whirlpool model! And I can’t even blame Whirlpool since it seems the people who installed the dryer used a substandard too long vent which contributed to the fires and the people who built our house installed a convoluted venting system from the laundry room to the outside.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
The Subtle Knife - Philip Pullman
The Subtle Knife is the second novel in the His Dark Materials series, written by Philip Pullman, and published in 1997. This is the book that tells the tale of what happens after The Golden Compass. We learn more about the witches, the nature of dust and the Authority (God), Lee Scoresby, and Stanislaus Grumman. In this book, Lyra's adventure continues as she travels from her own world into other worlds; especially one where she meets Will Parry, a boy from our world, and together they search for the boy's lost father. Will finds a passage to an alternate world to escape threats in his own world. Will and Lyra return to our world and meet Dr. Mary Malone who is researching dust in her own world. After exchanging information on dust or perhaps our equivalent, dark matter, Will and Lyra return to the other world and Will comes into possession of the Subtle Knife - a tool that can create portals between worlds and can cut easily through anything, matter or spirit - and he is the only one who can wield it. The children continue their journey together to learn more about dust and to find Will’s father.
I again read this book straight through so I have to say it was an exciting read. However, I did not find it as enchanting as the Golden Compass and I think that may be due to this book being a darker storyline and also less satisfying in plot as it seemed to be a bridge between books 1 and 2. I don’t want to spoil the ending, but I was disappointed in the ending because you know I love a happy ending where happy people end up together. I suspect this series is not going to provide me the ultimate happy ending as i am currently reading The Amber Spyglass, book 3.
I again read this book straight through so I have to say it was an exciting read. However, I did not find it as enchanting as the Golden Compass and I think that may be due to this book being a darker storyline and also less satisfying in plot as it seemed to be a bridge between books 1 and 2. I don’t want to spoil the ending, but I was disappointed in the ending because you know I love a happy ending where happy people end up together. I suspect this series is not going to provide me the ultimate happy ending as i am currently reading The Amber Spyglass, book 3.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Working the Holiday
There are many wonderful benefits for working for my employer. Unfortunately, the amount of holidays covered is not one of them. I am finding it difficult to concentrate today knowing much of America has the day off to celebrate Dr. Martin Luther King, but I am here working. Now before my readers thnk this is some racial slight, keep in mind my employer only offers 6 holidays each year and there are many other holidays that are slighted as well! Oh well, I love my job. I love my job. I love my job. Alas, I am still struggling with my gratitude.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Try a Little Gratitude (or Love Thy Job)
I had the chance to talk about gratitude and happiness this week in the support group I run for chronic pain patients. We were planning out some topic ideas for future sessions and I shared my goal for 2009 was "gratitude." It reminded me that gratitude is something I need to practice regularly in the hopes of making it a habit. I've blogged before about the relationship between gratitude and happiness. Let the gratitude begin...
With so many people losing their jobs of late, I have been trying to appreciate the fact that I even have a job. In fact, I am grateful for so many aspects of my work. The following represent, in no particular order, the top ten reasons I love my job:
1. I get to help people, most of which are actually motivated to put in effort, find ways to live better and feel better.
2. I make good money, have great benefits, including plenty of paid time off to enjoy life outside of work.
3. I get paid to do things that are also good for me, like practice and model deep relaxation or meditation techniques.
4. I get to work in a huge hospital close to many resources, and this has even come in handy for my own medical conditions. Come on, who can say they broke an ankle or passed a kidney stone without missing any work!
5. It may be small but I have my own office even though most people in my department have to share space while we await new office space.
6. I get to go to work and every day there are colleagues and friends who are pleasant, friendly, and helpful.
7. I get to work independently, making my own decisions on scheduling, treatment planning, program development.
8. Did I mention the benefits? Over a month of paid leave each year. And being unionized, raises and bonuses annually!
9. If I do not go in to work, people genuinely miss my presence!
10. We only have one staff meeting a month.
Well, these are a few of the things about my job for which I am thankful. My goal is to appreciate my blessings and having a good rewarding job is certainly a major blessing I don't usually appreciate as much as I would like!
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
The Golden Compass - Philip Pullman
I have to admit that I never heard of this book or the book series His Dark Materials until I watched the movie with my girls over the holidays on VOD. We enjoyed the movie but the end drove me crazy. I can not stand not knowing what happens and the movie ended with a cliffhanger! Perhaps I am not completely in touch with the movie industry, but it also appeared tome that this movie may not have been as popular as expected and clearly a sequel may never appear. Alas, another set of books to read.
I did read The Golden Compass, which was actually first published as Northern Lights in 1995. The story is set in a parallel universe and tells of Lyra Belacqua's journey north in search of her missing friend, Roger, and her imprisoned father, Lord Asriel, who has been conducting experiments with a mysterious substance known as Dust. In Lyra's world, all humans are born with an animal "partner" called a daemon, sort of a person's external expression of a soul. Hurt a daemon, you hurt their human. Lyra meets many interesting characters on her journey, including Mrs. Coulter (who turns out to be related to Lyra), witches and other supernatural beings, and Iorek Byrnison, an armoured bear. Given a special instrument, an alethiometer, Lyra learns to use it on her journey. The alethiometer can tell the truth, if you ask the right questions and you learn how to read the answers.
The story was pretty compelling and moved very fast. The characters were interesting although many were not very likeable or loveable. Lyra, however, is very loyal, and she grows on you throughout the book to become a fairly interesting and compelling heroine. I must admit the ending surprised me. Both times actually, during the movie and then again in the book. And both times I was sucked in and had to know what happened next. So I purchased Book 2: The Subtle Knife.
I am not sure yet how I would ultimately rate this book or the series. However, I must admit once I started the book I felt compelled to read it to the end and I was always guessing what would happen next. Therefore, I have to recommend this book as a good read.
I did read The Golden Compass, which was actually first published as Northern Lights in 1995. The story is set in a parallel universe and tells of Lyra Belacqua's journey north in search of her missing friend, Roger, and her imprisoned father, Lord Asriel, who has been conducting experiments with a mysterious substance known as Dust. In Lyra's world, all humans are born with an animal "partner" called a daemon, sort of a person's external expression of a soul. Hurt a daemon, you hurt their human. Lyra meets many interesting characters on her journey, including Mrs. Coulter (who turns out to be related to Lyra), witches and other supernatural beings, and Iorek Byrnison, an armoured bear. Given a special instrument, an alethiometer, Lyra learns to use it on her journey. The alethiometer can tell the truth, if you ask the right questions and you learn how to read the answers.
The story was pretty compelling and moved very fast. The characters were interesting although many were not very likeable or loveable. Lyra, however, is very loyal, and she grows on you throughout the book to become a fairly interesting and compelling heroine. I must admit the ending surprised me. Both times actually, during the movie and then again in the book. And both times I was sucked in and had to know what happened next. So I purchased Book 2: The Subtle Knife.
I am not sure yet how I would ultimately rate this book or the series. However, I must admit once I started the book I felt compelled to read it to the end and I was always guessing what would happen next. Therefore, I have to recommend this book as a good read.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
the host - Stephenie Meyer
I wanted to hate this book. Frankly, I only read it because it was by Stephenie Meyer and I did end up really liking the twilight series. The thought of a parasite in my body, much less an alien taking over your body, is pretty repellent. Yet, I did like the book and I came to love the characters, especially the main character, you guessed it: a parasite. I am more impressed by Stephenie Meyers after this book since she was able to take a pretty toxic premise and come up with a book that kept me interested right up to the last page.
In summary, the book is told primarily through the eyes of an alien creature, a Soul. Souls are creatures that rely upon host bodies to survive. After insertion, they erase any mental presence of the being there prior and establish a claim over the body and mind. Upon waking inside her new body, Wanderer (or Wanda as she is eventually know by the humans) is shocked by the vividness of human emotions, memories, and senses, and the discovery that the host, Melanie, is not willing to give up her mind. Melanie is one of few "wild" humans - rebels who have evaded the alien souls that have taken over the Earth. With her younger brother Jamie and the man she loves, Jared, Mel is on the run from souls who hunt down host bodies for use.
In summary, the book is told primarily through the eyes of an alien creature, a Soul. Souls are creatures that rely upon host bodies to survive. After insertion, they erase any mental presence of the being there prior and establish a claim over the body and mind. Upon waking inside her new body, Wanderer (or Wanda as she is eventually know by the humans) is shocked by the vividness of human emotions, memories, and senses, and the discovery that the host, Melanie, is not willing to give up her mind. Melanie is one of few "wild" humans - rebels who have evaded the alien souls that have taken over the Earth. With her younger brother Jamie and the man she loves, Jared, Mel is on the run from souls who hunt down host bodies for use.
Wanda, bombarded by Melanie’s memories and feelings, learns to love the humans, and eventually they make their way to the rebel hideaway of Melanie’s uncle, where Jamie and Jared are living. She lives with the rebels, initially treated spitefully as a “parasite,” the humans come to appreciate Wanda as an individual in her own right and an ally. I don’t want to spoil the ending, but I could not figure out how the story would end without an end to Melanie or Wanda. However, the ending although feeling a bit abrupt, was quite satisfying.
The female characters are a bit passive, which seems common with Stephenie Meyer’s work thus far. However, the women are still strong and compelling and the themes of selflessness, community, and kindness toward one's enemies are prominent throughout the novel, which makes for an interesting take on what makes one human.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
2008 in Perspective
My Goal for 2008:
happiness
n. joy, the emotion of being happy.
n. Good luck; good fortune; prosperity.
n. An agreeable feeling or condition of the soul arising from good fortune or propitious happening of any kind; the possession of those circumstances or that state of being which is attended enjoyment; the state of being happy; contentment; joyful satisfaction; felicity; blessedness.
n. Fortuitous elegance; unstudied grace; — used especially of language.
I noticed that I had a goal on my blog for 2008 and this lead me to think what my new goal would be. On one hand, I don't think I fully achieved my 2008 goal so i could just continue the same goal forward to 2009. However, I think a new year is a good time to reassess needs and goals, and I decided to refocus my goal this year. My new goal for 2009 is more along the lines of gratitude, appreciation, and thankfulness. If you have read some of my blog posts from November you might notice these goals do align. I suspect being more in the moment of my life and appreciating the good already in my life is a better path to achieve some measure of happiness that sticks!
I hope to do some focused posting on some of the things I am grateful for in the future. Watch for it!
happiness
n. joy, the emotion of being happy.
n. Good luck; good fortune; prosperity.
n. An agreeable feeling or condition of the soul arising from good fortune or propitious happening of any kind; the possession of those circumstances or that state of being which is attended enjoyment; the state of being happy; contentment; joyful satisfaction; felicity; blessedness.
n. Fortuitous elegance; unstudied grace; — used especially of language.
I noticed that I had a goal on my blog for 2008 and this lead me to think what my new goal would be. On one hand, I don't think I fully achieved my 2008 goal so i could just continue the same goal forward to 2009. However, I think a new year is a good time to reassess needs and goals, and I decided to refocus my goal this year. My new goal for 2009 is more along the lines of gratitude, appreciation, and thankfulness. If you have read some of my blog posts from November you might notice these goals do align. I suspect being more in the moment of my life and appreciating the good already in my life is a better path to achieve some measure of happiness that sticks!
I hope to do some focused posting on some of the things I am grateful for in the future. Watch for it!
Friday, January 2, 2009
Red Beans and Rice
Well, after the botched meal yesterday, I decided I needed to redeem myself today and since I had the day off, I made a huge crock-pot full of red beans for dinner tonight. I must compliment myself and say they turned out pretty yummy. I did not make them as spicy as last time (which was a bit sad for the hubby and me, but this meant the girls actually ate them up and we can always add a little hot sauce to spice it up!). This time I used some chicken andouille sausage, leftover ham, and some sweet Italian sausage. They simmered all day and made the house smell spicy and delicious. Tonight for dinner, all I had to do was steam up some rice for dinner. Well, I made some garlic bread with my leftover French bread too. I might post my recipe some time. Red Beans and Rice is one of my favorite Southern meals and something I miss about Mississippi.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Happy New Year!
It has been a nice quiet New Year with the Flores Family. My parents watched the girls last night and I made dinner at home for Carlos and me. I have to admit I was impressed with myself for our dinner last night. After a full day’s work, then commute home only to pack up the girls and take them over to my parents, I cooked a yummy dinner. I made great shrimp scampi, with some pasta aglio e olio, green beans, and French bread. It was so good; I could eat it every day. Then I made dark chocolate fondue with bananas, angel food cake, biscotti, and fresh strawberries. It was delicious and easy to make. It made me wonder why I usually fail to cook dinner on weeknights or cook crap when I am capable for so much more!!
New years Day was also at home. I invited my parents over for dinner and we had ham. Now this meal was a bit of a mess. I planned my menu and seemed to forget I only have one oven. Now with the huge ham Carlos cooking monopolizing the entire oven, my potatoes au gratin sat and sat until the ham was finished. The ham for some reason took much longer than anticipated to get to temperature. Therefore, we all were starving waiting for the ham to be finished, only to then have to wait for the potatoes to cook. Dinner was very late, and the potatoes were undercooked when I finally gave up and said, “We have to eat now!” We played the Wii for hours while we waited for dinner. My parents said dinner was wonderful, but I am pretty sure they were just being nice.
New years Day was also at home. I invited my parents over for dinner and we had ham. Now this meal was a bit of a mess. I planned my menu and seemed to forget I only have one oven. Now with the huge ham Carlos cooking monopolizing the entire oven, my potatoes au gratin sat and sat until the ham was finished. The ham for some reason took much longer than anticipated to get to temperature. Therefore, we all were starving waiting for the ham to be finished, only to then have to wait for the potatoes to cook. Dinner was very late, and the potatoes were undercooked when I finally gave up and said, “We have to eat now!” We played the Wii for hours while we waited for dinner. My parents said dinner was wonderful, but I am pretty sure they were just being nice.
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