Showing posts from July, 2012

Let The 2012 Summer Games Begin

     Thank you London for the fabulous Opening Ceremony! Danny Boyle's shot with Queen Elizabeth and James Bond was brilliant. The history of Great Britain told through its growth as a farming culture to becoming the leaders of the Industrial Revolution crescendoing into a massively forged set of Olympic Rings complete with aroma smoke. A country that sees its National Health care and Literature as two of its greatest achievements. The creation of an Olympic Park that rose out of the ashes of a blighted neighborhood. The lighting of the the Olympic cauldron by the future Olympians. Then to end the ceremonies with Sir Paul McCartney inviting the athletes and the attendees of the ceremonies to sing together. The world at its best, there is nothing more that can be said,but to pick your favorite games and watch.

Passion or Domesticity: A Modern Dilemma

       Last week I attended two great workshops hosted by my colleagues from the Wordcraft Chapter of the League of Utah Writers. This group is abundant with talent, knowledge, and enthusiasm. The information presented was inspiring and motivating. After each workshop I rushed home with desires to camp out at my computer.  Then I walked in the door, laundry baskets filled to the brim called my name.  The pots from the cooking of the last two days still sat on the stove. The family room was awash with my daughter's clothes spilling from her suitcase (just back from a trip two weeks ago).  Finally, the cat stood at the pantry door (her universal signal that indicates that she hadn't been feed that day). Is it just me or did Hemingway, Collins, Austen, Grisham, or Rollins have these problems?      Did the sirens of domesticity and the gargoyles of the order of cleanliness call to them?  It takes all of the patience within me to keep from letting choice words and exp

July: I Love 4th of the July!

Roll out the flag and bunting! Strike up the band! Light up the barbecue grills! Start celebrating! Despite all the tough times, hardships, the bickering, and the mean-spiritedness we experience, this country is still worth celebrating. We grow and expand. We make noise and rabble rouse.  We make it through hard times. We are an Americans first, not Liberals or Conservatives, not Democrats, Republicans, Libertarians, Tea Partiers, or Green Partiers.  If we are born here or we landed here to become American, and we are Americans.  Recently, my husband said to me, "Do you know what I am most grateful for in life? ... I am grateful for being born in the United States." Think about that for a minute. Would you be able to say the same thing? I know that I am thrilled as a woman that I was born here. Where during my life time women were able not only able to get a higher education, but we were able to break through the "glass ceiling," br