An Indigenous Peoples' History of the United States (Day 70)

I am reading this book with my husband. It wasn't what I expected--it follows the narrative of the colonization of the US from the indigenous peoples' perspective, but it is less about them than what is done to them--but it's very good. It is also very disturbing. 

I'm not one to put something down because it's too hard--it's my responsibility to look at those things--but I could not get through the last chapter fast enough. I will not go into too much detail, but let's just say that "scalping" was actually started in Ireland, and however badly you feel about the term "redskin" you don't feel bad enough.

There's no way to know about some things without being disturbed. 

Deb in the City

Today's random adventures (Day 69)

My husband and I took a long walk into a different part of Boston today. We stopped into a new grocery store, then got lunch at a newish restaurant--quinoa bowls are the best bowls--stopped at home to make our son lunch, then went out again to pick up another few items. 

We've been chilling out with kdramas since we got home--The Escape of the Seven: Resurrection is addictive and insane--and I've got quinoa cooking for tomorrow. Here's hoping I can repeat the quinoa bowl, but will probably take a rain check on the walk.

Deb in the City

Garden Map (Day 68)

I promised my gardening partner that I would give her a proposed map for the garden tomorrow. As much as I'm trying to plan better this year, I ended up not starting on this until 6:30 PM. But it's a first draft, and that's the start.

No one should get excited about my skills--I had my son the art student create this file; my first pass drawing...was always going to be a first pass.

Cool cool cool...now I just need to get the calendar to my partner. By tomorrow morning. 

This is fine!

Deb in the City

Northeastern Climate Justice Action Plan (Day 67ish)

Not even going to apologize for missing yesterday as I had a late night out (well, for me. I got home after 9:30--you decide).

A friend and I joined a tour and conversation about the Climate Justice Action Plan a group at Northeastern University is vetting. This was, according to a member of the team, something like their tenth iteration, and there will be more.

It seems like the group needs to bring evidence to Northeastern that the very reasonable things they want to do should be done. That's so very Northeastern; it's also so very typical of any entrenched organization. The team behind this seems earnest, and I hope they succeeded.

The energy was hopeful, and the evening featured good food, good conversations, and some good performances of poetry and song. Northeastern, don't let us down.

Deb in the City

Accepted! (Day 66)

I am happy to report that my son has been accepted as a transfer student to Mass College of Art, starting in the fall. There are still some details we need to work out regarding scheduling and financing (like everyone else), but this is for definite sure a good thing.

Deb in the City

Safe! (Day 65)

Happy to report that I made it to this late hour without any more vehicular incidents. The car was indeed towed to a repair shop, and the young man who picked up the car was duly impressed. Er...not sure that's a good thing.

We have a rental and will be using it for hopefully not too many days while we wait for the repair. Fingers crossed that the drama is over (for now).

Deb in the City 

Crash (Day 64ish)

Hopefully I can be forgiven for not blogging yesterday. Reason: someone rear-ended my husband when he was yards away from the spot where he was supposed to pick me up. Pro-tip: drivers from the suburbs are the ones who make Boston's roads so scary. 

Everyone is fine, but the bumper, not so much. Hopefully it can be taken in for service immediately--and by taken in, I mean towed. Yeah, it was that bad.

Deb in the City