I think the first time that I actually tried yoga was in college. I can’t exactly remember because I was distracted by two things. Many of the class members were linebackers for the A&M football team. Apparently, flexibility is important in football or some nonsense. It was very difficult for me to focus on my … Continue reading
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Dolores Saves the World
A long time ago, I posted about the Enneagram, a personality typing system, on welderbeth’s facebook page with a teaser that I would blog about my type. Well, I never did and I haven’t blogged in six weeks. I guess having an interview and starting a job in the span of about three days will do that … Continue reading
She Can’t Speak For Us: An Open Letter to Good White People
Hey there good white people- We need to chat. But first, a story. You might know that I volunteer with an organization called Faith in Texas, which is a “multi-racial, multi-faith movement developing civic leadership in faith communities for economic and racial justice.” They had a press conference today at Robert E. Lee park in Dallas. … Continue reading
There Is An Answer to Racism
…and “coming together” or “stop the hate” ain’t it. The Baby’s lovely bipap machine had Alex and I up at 4am this morning and then I flopped around in bed for an hour and a half, blowing my nose and feeling an impending allergy attack coming. I finally got up at 5:30am, determined to go … Continue reading
Conversations Overheard from Our Backyard
SATURDAY EVENING Alex: I haven’t seen Pamela today at all. I haven’t seen her all day. Beth: Did you check the bushes? A: Yeah. The bushes, the nesting box. Unless she’s hiding behind the shed, I think a cat must have gotten her or something. B: Okay, just wait. Let me check. Sometimes they’re hiding….Hmmm. … Continue reading
Snorkeling Is the Best Sport and Other Vacation Thoughts
We just returned from vacation. We being me, Alex, and The Kid. We left The Baby in the capable hands of grandparents because the thought of taking him and all of his machinery and his baby food and his diapers on a plane gives me hives. This was our first big vacation away from him … Continue reading
Swim Shirts: A Body Image Case Study
An actual conversation between me and my 12 year old son: “WOW! Your bellybutton looks HUGE in that!” “Okay, son. Do you get to comment on women’s bodies if they don’t ask you to? No, that’s right. I didn’t ask you for feedback- good or bad. You get to run around with your shirt off, … Continue reading
I Have Alot of Gall (Still)
A week and a half ago, I had my very first adult visit to the ER. I thought I was having a heart attack. I wasn’t. Let me back up. Just a day before, The Kid and I had just returned from a very fun but very exhausting trip to Washington state. So, it was … Continue reading
No, I Don’t Want to See What Your Baby Can Do
A few weeks ago, we went to a Down Syndrome Guild picnic at a local amusement park- the kind with the rides that are scary cause they’re real old and the only thing they really do is make you feel a little sick. We’ve done a handful of Guild events but I tend to struggle … Continue reading
New Wineskins
I went to a vigil in Balch Springs for Jordan Edwards last week. It was everything you would want a vigil to be- beautiful and sad and moving and comforting. Like most, I was horrified by Trayvon Martin and Tamir Rice’s deaths. I have been deeply affected before by deaths caused by police brutality, but … Continue reading