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Election Feelings [Nov. 9th, 2016|10:01 pm]
Sarah
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In which Travis McElroy of MBMBaM and other fine podcasts 1) expresses feelings similar to my own about the election; 2) makes me feel slightly better; 3) also makes me cry a lot.

I also typed it all out, for those (like me) who prefer reading to listening (although I recommend listening, as I found Travis’s voice and delivery very comforting):

Good morning.

If you’re like me, you woke up this morning feeling lost - feeling unsure of what the future holds. There are probably some of you out there that woke up this morning feeling justifiably terrified.

Last night, we suffered a loss. And I don’t mean the election - I don’t mean that we lost the race. I feel - and I don’t want to speak for you - but I woke up this morning feeling like I had lost someone, or something, very precious to me. I felt like I had woken up this morning, and that feeling that I always fell back to, when I worried about what was happening in the country, this feeling of no matter how bad or how scary it got, that, at its core, America was still kind, it was still good - it was just scared. And I think a lot of us were relying on that in the election season - that, yes, things were scary, and yes, there was a potential for things to break very bad, but at the end of the day, people are good and good things would happen. And that is not how it played out.

And - the only comfort I can give you is I’ve lost people before, and the morning after a loss like that, you wake up and you just don’t know how you’re going to put one foot in front of the other. You don’t know how you’re going to keep moving forward, because there just seems like so much ahead of you, so much negative time that you’re going to have to wade through. But the answer is - one step at a time. Just take it moment by moment.

And you know what? I’m not going to sit here and tell you that everything is going to be okay - I thought about doing that, but at the end of the day, I don’t know. There’s a lot to be scared of - especially if you are not, like me, a straight white cisgender male, there’s a lot to be afraid of. And there’s a lot of bad that can happen, and a lot of hurt, and a lot of cruelty that can happen. So I’m not going to sit here and tell you everything’s gonna be okay.

But I will tell you that I will be there. I don’t know how much I can do - I don’t know how much I can help, but you’re not alone. And I’m sure that there are other people out there that feel the same way.

Because, as a straight white cisgender male, I’m not under the same direct threats that you are, but that doesn’t mean that I won’t stand beside you - or in front of you, if I can. Because you are my friends, and you are my family, and when my friends and family are threatened, I don’t run away. And I think a lot of people feel that way.

So I think rather than tell you everything’s going to be okay, I think the message I can tell you, with certainty, is that you are not alone. I think it’s perfectly understandable to wake up this morning and feel very alone, and feel like your country and the citizens of your country have betrayed you. And maybe you’re listening to this and you’re not even American and you feel like the world has betrayed you, you feel like America has betrayed you. And I think it’s perfectly justifiable to feel that way.

Not too long ago, on an episode of one of my shows, I got upset at people talking about moving to Canada if Donald Trump won the election, and talking about “that was unpatriotic, and you gotta love your country no matter what,” and that was short-sighted. Last night, around midnight, I definitely understood that feeling. And not because I wanted to flee the country out of fear - while I definitely understand why some people would feel that way, and I think that, I think that that’s justifiable - but, for me, it was more, I was just so disappointed, and I didn’t know how I could go on being a part of a country that would endorse such vile hatred.

So - I don’t know what the future holds. I don’t know what the next month holds, the next week, the next day, the next four years. But - you know, when I get really anxious, really scared, really nervous, I hold Teresa’s hand, and just knowing that there is another human being, that there is the warmth, the contact, it makes me feel better. And I imagine that some of you out there don’t have the luxury of that, don’t have someone’s hand to hold. So just know that, wherever you are and whoever you are, I am holding your hand. I’m with you. Anything I can do to help, let me know.

And the only piece of advice I can give is that, if you woke up this morning like me, feeling just lost and aimless and not sure how to cope with this, the best advice I can give you is - action is the best way to combat that. Now I’m not talking about, like, a letter-writing campaign or running for office in your home state - I mean, if you want to do those things, by all means, I heavily endorse you doing that. I just mean - maybe this is a good time to tell someone you love them, or go on social media and say something nice, or just do something nice for yourself. You know, go to your favorite restaurant and have your favorite meal and just don’t think about this for a couple of minutes. Or, you know, just sit down and watch your favorite movie, or, you know, let yourself take a nap. Or - let yourself worry about it. Don’t try to stop - don’t stop yourself from experiencing it. Maybe that’s the action you need, is you need to work through it. Feel. Do. Think. Move. Whatever you need to do to take it one step at a time. And just know that you’re not alone.

I love you very much, and I look forward to tomorrow.

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"YOU'RE a giant SQL database." [Nov. 29th, 2015|03:07 pm]
Sarah
[Current Location |Theater, Oatfield Road]
[Current Mood |contemplativecontemplative]
[Current Music |Criminal Minds]

I don't know if this is even the right place for this anymore, but this tradition makes sense to me, so I'll give it a go.

I really appreciate Thanksgiving's focus on gratitude. Finding things to be grateful for is something that I try to do every day, and it's my go-to strategy when I feel disconnected and overwhelmed, because my natural tendency is to focus on what can go wrong and what I need to do to prevent that. It's really helpful for me to remember that there is a lot in my life that's going right.

I've had a really high-anxiety fall this year. For the last few months, I have felt anxious, overwhelmed, and on the edge of disaster pretty consistently. Not because anything particular has happened, or because of any logical reason - the whole point of having anxiety issues is that I'm anxious in situations where it doesn't make any sense to be. Which is pretty unpleasant, and has made finding gratitude pretty hard over the last several weeks.

So this list might not be as enthusiastic or as exuberant as it's been in the past, but it's definitely sincerely felt:

Things I'm Thankful For This Year

  • I'm thankful to be married to Peter. I'm so thankful that we've been together long enough that I've seen the ups and the downs, the times when we're in sync and the times that things are tougher, and I know that no matter what happens, we always get back to that good place. He always, always makes me laugh, and he can read me well enough to offer me support sometimes before I'm able to ask for it. We have so much fun together just hanging around the house, and we do a good job taking care of each other. He is the best son to his parents that I have ever known. I love him so much, and I'm looking forward so much to the rest of our lives together.

  • I'm thankful for my family - both chosen and biological - and my friends. They are unfailingly caring, kind, funny, supportive, and incredibly understanding of whatever is going on in my life. They support me taking care of myself and make my world such a great place. Whether it's Thankgiving dinner, or movie night at our place, or a book club meeting, or a pedicure date, or a text conversation, or just a funny link via email, they constantly enrich my life and bring me joy. I am blessed beyond measure to have the people who are closest to me in my life.

  • I'm thankful for the structure of my life. Peter and I both have good jobs that we're good at, that treat us well, that feature people that we get along with and can work well with; we have a wonderful house that we love and we're constantly making better; our financial situations are under control. We're so fortunate in so many ways, and I try never to forget that.

  • I'm thankful that all of the professionals in my life - my doctors, my therapist, my personal trainer, even my hairdresser - are all people who I can trust, who listen to me, and who do everything that they can to make my life better and to get me closer to being the person that I want to be. I feel lucky to have found all of these people, and I feel especially lucky that I can afford their services, because that hasn't always been the case for me and I know that there are so many people that don't have access to those things.

  • I'm thankful for roller derby, and the community that I've found through it. I'm thankful that I live in Portland, where there's an established league with an easy on-ramp for inexperienced skaters like me, and I'm more thankful than I can say for the people that I've met through derby. It's been staggering to me how much it has changed my life - it has given me a new level of comfort with trying new things, and experience in learning and mastering new skills in a way that shows me that there is so much that I am capable of, and a new less-adversarial relationship with my body, and a place where I constantly feel supported and encouraged. I have been literally brought to tears more than once by the kindness, the generosity, the warmth I have been shown, and the time and effort that other skaters have spent to help me - someone they barely know - just because we share a love for the same sport and they want to see everyone around them succeed. I love it so much that I struggle to balance the rest of my life around it, because I want to be doing all of the time, and my life just doesn't allow for that.

  • I'm thankful for my health, both physical and mental. It's not always perfect, but I appreciate the stability so much more because I can remember when things weren't as good. It's something that is so easy for me to take for granted, but when I remember the times that I've been sick, it takes my breath away how much better things are now.

  • I'm thankful to live in a beautiful place - there's something about being surrounded by large, green leafy trees that I love. It helps me feel connected and peaceful.

  • I'm thankful for my coping mechanisms - I know that ideally I wouldn't need them, and I know that some of them don't serve me very well in terms of being my most open, present and vulnerable self, but, in all honesty, sometimes they make it possible for me to get through the day. I'm grateful to have figured out what works for me in a way that isn't destructive.

  • I'm thankful for Netflix, indoor plumbing, electricity, smart phones, ebooks, text messaging and all of the other tiny creature comforts that I could live without, but that I'm glad that I don't have to.

  • I'm thankful that, no matter what, there is always a new start, and always another chance to try again.

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"NO CANDY NO VOTE" [Jan. 1st, 2015|08:29 pm]
Sarah
[Current Location |Theater, Oatfield Road]
[Current Mood |subdued]
[Current Music |Criminal Minds]

2014 Year in Review!Collapse )

So, overall, 2014 was pretty calm, and filled with lots of good things - I'm hoping for more of the same in 2015.

As for resolutions (which I'm always a huge fan of, despite my irregular record of keeping them), I have some ideas - I'm trying to be really kind and gentle to myself around it, but I know that for sure I'd like to execute:

    [An unnamed Project having to do with increasing strength and flexibility]
    Mission: Month of Yoga Every Day
    Mission: Month of Ideal Dental Hygiene
    Mission: Month of Not Eating Out

By the end of 2015, I want to …

    Be able to hold Tree pose for 30 seconds
    Be able to skate backwards
    Sew a quilt and/or a piece of clothing
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"Sarah, what were the 90s like?" [Dec. 30th, 2012|01:35 pm]
Sarah
[Current Location |Harold Avenue, Living Room]
[Current Mood |Reflective]
[Current Music |Law & Order, Criminal Intent]

It's that time again - the Year in Review!

This was a big year for me, obviously, with the whole "getting married" thing, and overall a good year - but it was amazing to me, going back over all of my posts, how much of the year I spent struggling, wanting some rest and peace. That's clearly going to be something I need to focus on in 2013.

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(no subject) [Nov. 13th, 2012|08:35 pm]
Sarah
[Current Location |Peter's office, Harold Avenue]
[Current Mood |hopefulhoping]
[Current Music |Peter shaving]

I wish none of us ever had to write these posts.

This is my friend Cylia's cat, Mackie:

Mackie

Mackie is the biggest cat that I've ever personally seen. His face is HUGE. Like, every time I look at him, I find it hard to believe that he's an actual domesticated house cat, and not some creature of the savannah.

Mackie is unlike any cat I've ever met. He's not aloof or stand-offish (like a lot of people think cats are), but I've also never seen him beg for attention or affection from anyone that will give it to him (like our cat Kokoro was). I keep wanting to call him "intelligent," but that's not quite right, because most cats are smart as hell. Mackie's just very *aware* - I feel like he looks right at me, and he knows exactly what I'm thinking and he gets it.

Mackie is Cylia's constant companion and comfort, and, because the universe is a terrible, unfair place, he is really sick right now. Cyl's written up the full story here, with an update here, but essentially his sweet heart is just too large for his body, and there's nothing that they can do to solve it - they can buy him a little more time with some treatments, but that's all.

Of course, finding this out cost a lot of money - and if you've ever had to treat a pet for something above and beyond the ordinary, I'm sure you can imagine how much.

If you have ever been in a place where you've have to worry about not only the emotional toll of dealing with a beloved creature's tenuous medical state, but also have to pay for the things that will provide comfort and just a little more precious time, and you have a little extra to spare, please click that first link and throw a few dollars Cyl's way. I never, ever, ever do this, but I'm doing it now - it's that important to me.
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"I did a fishbowl shot! I'm only human, for God's sake!" [Jan. 3rd, 2012|09:40 pm]
Sarah
[Current Location |Living room, Harold Ave.]
[Current Mood |energeticenergetic]
[Current Music |Law & Order]

2011 was an intense year, but, for me at least, it had a lot of really high points - getting into the groove with my new job, moving into our home, getting engaged, getting more confident in the kitchen, and my awesome year-ending trip.

2011: I'm Not Mad at You.

January
2011 started out with Peter landing an RC helicopter on my head and getting it tangled in my hair; in his defense, he then gently dis-entangled it. Kerry threw an awesome craft day (including making the most amazing scones I've ever tasted). For my birthday, I had a facial and a hot stone massage, followed up by lunch with Ben - Cylia and I had an awesome joint birthday party a few days later. I went to see The King's Speech and loved it. Finally, Lily came to town and we met up for brunch and a nice downtown stroll. I was also just starting to cook more regularly; I made Lemon Dill Chicken Orzo (eh).

February
Ben and I met up downtown for a nice sibling dinner; I also picked up Jubal at the airport and we went for frozen yogurt. I had my first colonoscopy of the year (so I could go back on Remicade). I also made a batch of lemon poppy-seed muffins from scratch and smoked mozzarella macaroni and cheese (delicious).

March
I started back on Remicade, plus Vitamin D and Vitamin C. We moved into our house (with help from Marti, Bo, and Kenna). I also discovered that Shari's sour cream lemon pie is a good breakfast pie.

April
April was all about getting settled in the new house: we got some posters framed, and bought our new couch. We had a housewarming party, with homemade snacks (chicken wings, baked Brie) and Rock-Band sing-alongs. I bought myself some new clothes. Peter and I started watching episodes of the original Twilight Zone in the evenings.

May
May started out by me making a HUGE mistake at work, and then I accidentally wore my PJs to work the next day - not my best moment. I attended Cyl's graduation, at which I both celebrated her accomplishments and made snarky fun of the super-religious ceremony with Nate and Kerry. Cat came to town on a book tour, so she and Cyl and I had an amazing time having cocktails on the town, watching terrible movies, and having a Youtube dance party. For Memorial Day weekend, I went to Bend to pick up my dad's roll-top desk from my mom's place.

June
On June 7th, I wrote "Today's life lesson: maybe don't eat a chocolate eclair that a strange culinary student offers you when you're at the liquor store."

The BIGGEST news from June is that, while we were on a big camping trip with many of our friends, Peter proposed to me (and I accepted)!

We also had Peter's parents and sister over for a Father's Day BBQ - Peter grilled awesome blue-cheese burgers and we put out all the fixings. I made homemade pesto; I also had an allergic reaction to Remicade, so we put me back on Cimzia.

July
I found my beloved 90s X-Men cartoon on Netflix, and Peter and I started watching Star Trek: The Next Generation after work. I had another colonoscopy. I made cinnamon-raisin bread (which was FANTASTIC). At the end of July, we went camping at our normal family camping place; we scattered part of Dad's ashes (which was more emotional than I expected).

August
In early August, Cyl and I met up after work for cocktails, and then we kidnapped Richard from Ground Kontrol, and then Richard and I met up downtown for lunch at the food carts. Jubal threw his Southern Soiree, where I earned my reputation as the girl who's really good at Jeopardy while drunk. Peter and I took a trip to the beach with Nate and Marti, and I made my first loaf of bread without my breadmaker. Finally, as always, August ended with our annual trip to Seattle for PAX.

September
In September, I finally got my long-awaited iPhone, which I love. I called in sick to work for the first time at my new job (which shouldn't be a big deal, but it was for me). I also discovered another favorite food cart downtown (Brunchbox - my go-to place for breakfast sandwiches). I got officially notarized in the state of Oregon; I also got officially sick with a cold for the first time in forever. Kerry and I capped off September with a Harry Potter marathon.

October
October was a month of rocking accomplishments for me: I made Loaded Baked potato soup, Creamy Tomato Soup, Onion Buns, and a roast chicken with mustard butter from scratch, and altered some pants with my own sewing machine. I finally plugged in my chest freezer. We had our first Halloween at our house, featuring such amazing costumes as an (amazingly detailed) scarecrow, two ninjas (one standard, and one extremely shy), a flapper (with a zipped up hoodie over her costume), a "blue cat fairy", the most adorable lion ever, and Zombie Mario.

November
Overall, November really sucked - our 4-year-old kitten, Kokoro, was diagnosed with lymphoma and we put her to sleep four days later. She was the first pet I'd ever lost, and it was devastating. I got my haircut again, which turned out really well. I made pizza and hummus from scratch. We celebrated Thanksgiving with Mom down in Roseburg, and it went really well - I made homemade rolls and key lime pie, both of which were really well-received.

December
I started December by visiting Kerry in Bend, which was fun and relaxing and great. I had a great time at my company Christmas party, the highlight of which was when the intern ordered a round of tequila shots for our table. The day after the party, Peter and I went to the Humane Society and found Pixel, our new kitten. It was an incredibly busy month at work - 9, 11, 13 hour days, so I was really stretched out a lot of the time. We had our annual fondue dinner with Peter's family (one of my favorite holiday traditions). Peter and I had our 9th anniversary (which we completely forgot about until my mom called to wish us a happy anniversary). We spent Christmas Eve with Peter's extended family, and Christmas Day with Peter's immediate family; the day after Christmas, I traveled to Maine to spend the week between Christmas and New Year's with my dear friend Cat and her husband Dmitri, Cylia and her family, and Dmitri's parents. I ate lobster for the first time; I finally saw Heathers and Grosse Pointe Blank; and we celebrated New Year's Russian-style (a late dinner, vodka toasts, and a hilariously hard-to-understand Russian TV special).
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"If I were not a consummate professional, and an android, I would be insulted." [Aug. 14th, 2011|08:40 pm]
Sarah
[Current Location |Living room, Harold Ave.]
[Current Mood |impressedinspired]
[Current Music |Man vs Food (ironically)]

On a completely unrelated note, are you reading The Fat Nutritionist? If you ever struggle with food or anything related to it (which, in my experience is, oh, ALMOST EVERYBODY), I highly recommend it.

You do not have to eat. But you have to sit down and look at that food and give yourself real, unconditional permission to eat if you want. And to go back for seconds, or thirds, if you need them. Or to eat half of it and change your mind and throw it away. Or to take a couple of bites and hand it to your husband. (Ahem. What?) Or wrap it back up and stick it in the fridge or freezer for another time.

Sound ridiculous and pointless? It’s not. It’s a crucial part of rebuilding trust with your body. It’s caring for your body as you would care for a child.

It’s making a promise to yourself: I will feed you. I will love you. I will let you grow.
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"I want to be Amish so I can call everyone 'Beard-o'." [Apr. 2nd, 2011|06:21 pm]
Sarah
[Current Location |Living room, Harold Ave.]
[Current Mood |cheerfulcheerful]
[Current Music |30 Rock]

Life with Peter and Sarah:

[Peter is assembling IKEA cabinets in the living room; Sarah comes in with a plate full of sweet onion potato chips and circus animal cookies.]

Peter: ... can I make fun of you for a second, in a really off-hand way?
Sarah: Uh ... okay.
Peter: I was going to ask you to help me move this, once you're done with your super-healthy dinner.
Sarah: [busts up laughing] Oh, that's not making fun of me; that's true.
[Peter and Sarah carry the cabinet into the garage.]
Sarah: That's just a snack, by the way.
Peter: Hey, I don't judge.
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"Sometimes you're fancy, but most of the time, you're pepperoni." [Dec. 19th, 2010|11:26 am]
Sarah
[Current Location |Living room futon]
[Current Mood |determinedmotivated]
[Current Music |Tron: Legacy soundtrack]

Today's Reason Why I Love Crazy Aunt Purl:

Here's the thing. Have you ever seen the show Hoarders? It's a reality TV show about people who are hoarders and live in terribly cluttered or refuse-filled homes. It boggles the mind. The mind is boggled! You think, My God, people, just clean your house. Get thee to a Swiffer! Of course if they could do that they would not be hoarders. Duh.

What about alcoholics? Would you tell an alcoholic, "Look, there are other things to drink besides alcohol. Next time you are thirsty, drink water or milk or juice. And that will solve your problems!"

Of course not, because alcoholism isn't about thirst. Just like eating disorders are not about food.

Giving a weight-loss diet plan to a person with food issues is like telling an alcoholic to just drink grape juice the next time they get parched. Alcoholics don't have a problem with alcohol because they are terribly confused about what else to drink. Folks who have food issues aren't simply lacking knowledge about steamed vegetables and lean proteins. My belief is that people who have food issues probably know more about food, fat, calories, consumption, and loss than any other people on the planet.

Trust me, another diet won't fix that psychic perplexity.
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Things I Am Grateful For Today [Dec. 1st, 2010|08:44 pm]
Sarah
[Current Location |Living room futon]
[Current Mood |calmcalm]
[Current Music |Mythbusters]

Things I am Grateful For Today:

  • My bitchin' Headline News Hat, which not only makes me look super cute when combined with my short hair, but also keeps me warm on my commute AND was made with my own two hands (and some knitting needles, and some yarn) and so represents a tangible, physical record of an accomplishment

  • The big hill at my apartment complex, which gets my blood a-pumpin' at the beginning of the day

  • The flexible schedule and casual dress code at my new job
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