happy turkey day to everyone who celebrates turkey day.
i stayed up last night creating delicious baked goods. YAY! this pleases me as i am something of a domestic. maybe it's because I am a virgo- the whole home and hearth thing. yesterday my activities included sewing (pretty black satin circle skirt for bellydance- also important to note that baroque satin is going on sale on friday at joanne's on friday for a dollar a yard. damn i wish my sewing machine wasn't in maine....) cooking (tofu chocolate-banana-cream pudding, breadsticks with a nice garlickey eggwash and "secret" zuchini, and chocolate chip cookies which i didn't manage to sneak healthy shit into) and cleaning (cleaned my bathroom.) i rule.
also had bellydance class recital yesterday. it went cool, i guess. my instructor wanted me to do a solo, so i did. i didn't have anything prepared tho, so i just improvised. it was cool.
damn. i am hungry i should eat something. ok. i am back with my blueberry nutri-grain bar.
growing up in maine i had the experience of raking blueberries during the summer for extra money. it was also a good way to get a suntan and strengthen for the cross country season. washington county, maine is a very poor, po-dunk kind of place. it does not prosper. the local economy is dependant on the blueberry harvest. when i was old enough, for lack of better summer job opportunity, i worked in the town blueberry factory. it is entirely likely that i have seen the ingredient in a blueberry poptart you have eaten. i can't believe i still eat blueberries. most maine kids don't. due to a recent class action suit where 3 washington county berry companies were charged with fixing prices in the mid 90's, these companies may go bankrupt, and then what will happen to the people in machias.
it's really hard to fathom one industry being so important to an area like that, but if you could just understand the way the town is. maine has a very rugged landscape with in turn tests the ruggedness of your body and spirit. if you are tough as nails and innovative to boot, you may survive. if you are not so much, you turn to drugs. when you grow up in maine, success is moving far, far away. former governor angus king who i had the honor of meeting and talking to on several occasions said that maine's best export is educated young adults. small town teachers care. they educate the hell out of you at my little old high school with the hope that you leave before you get hooked on oxy. i know too many people who are drug addicts and alcoholics. they are my friends and i worry and care about them. young men, at the age of 22 already talk as if their lives are over. they only talk about high school and the sports they did or the hijinx's they pulled. they make me angry and they make me sad.
i really worry for matt's brother. sometimes i worry for matt. silly got a DUI last month. i had to give him the "no-chance-in-hell-will-i-marry-someone-with-an-alcohol-problem-i-have-already-seen-too-much-of-that-shit-and-don't-want-more" speech. i don't think he's a alcoholic, but i worry he might become one if he stays in maine for too much longer. the excuse there is that there is nothing to do but drink. but there are things if you are creative. i am not going to pretend that i never got into the bacardi. just 8-1, i am the one holding water and being the designated and having fun anyhow.
i am thankful for my family. i am thankful that my dad is downstairs. i am thankful for young, who is such a stabilizing factor in our lives. i am thankful that my half sister is back in my life. i am thankful for my love. i am thankful for my friends. i am thankful for opportunities i have had that not everyone gets. i am thankful to my mother for sending my silly egreeting things. i am thankful to the best friends for calling me last night at midnight all giggily for god knows what reason.
damn it my foot is asleep. ok, people showing up. time to dress and act conservatively for the family types good christian korean family types. bah. i am already bored as hell. i like them, but it's hard when you don't speak the language. perhaps i will just watch the boys play playstation. and eat a lot of unhealthy cookies.
happy day everyone!
i stayed up last night creating delicious baked goods. YAY! this pleases me as i am something of a domestic. maybe it's because I am a virgo- the whole home and hearth thing. yesterday my activities included sewing (pretty black satin circle skirt for bellydance- also important to note that baroque satin is going on sale on friday at joanne's on friday for a dollar a yard. damn i wish my sewing machine wasn't in maine....) cooking (tofu chocolate-banana-cream pudding, breadsticks with a nice garlickey eggwash and "secret" zuchini, and chocolate chip cookies which i didn't manage to sneak healthy shit into) and cleaning (cleaned my bathroom.) i rule.
also had bellydance class recital yesterday. it went cool, i guess. my instructor wanted me to do a solo, so i did. i didn't have anything prepared tho, so i just improvised. it was cool.
damn. i am hungry i should eat something. ok. i am back with my blueberry nutri-grain bar.
growing up in maine i had the experience of raking blueberries during the summer for extra money. it was also a good way to get a suntan and strengthen for the cross country season. washington county, maine is a very poor, po-dunk kind of place. it does not prosper. the local economy is dependant on the blueberry harvest. when i was old enough, for lack of better summer job opportunity, i worked in the town blueberry factory. it is entirely likely that i have seen the ingredient in a blueberry poptart you have eaten. i can't believe i still eat blueberries. most maine kids don't. due to a recent class action suit where 3 washington county berry companies were charged with fixing prices in the mid 90's, these companies may go bankrupt, and then what will happen to the people in machias.
it's really hard to fathom one industry being so important to an area like that, but if you could just understand the way the town is. maine has a very rugged landscape with in turn tests the ruggedness of your body and spirit. if you are tough as nails and innovative to boot, you may survive. if you are not so much, you turn to drugs. when you grow up in maine, success is moving far, far away. former governor angus king who i had the honor of meeting and talking to on several occasions said that maine's best export is educated young adults. small town teachers care. they educate the hell out of you at my little old high school with the hope that you leave before you get hooked on oxy. i know too many people who are drug addicts and alcoholics. they are my friends and i worry and care about them. young men, at the age of 22 already talk as if their lives are over. they only talk about high school and the sports they did or the hijinx's they pulled. they make me angry and they make me sad.
i really worry for matt's brother. sometimes i worry for matt. silly got a DUI last month. i had to give him the "no-chance-in-hell-will-i-marry-someone-with-an-alcohol-problem-i-have-already-seen-too-much-of-that-shit-and-don't-want-more" speech. i don't think he's a alcoholic, but i worry he might become one if he stays in maine for too much longer. the excuse there is that there is nothing to do but drink. but there are things if you are creative. i am not going to pretend that i never got into the bacardi. just 8-1, i am the one holding water and being the designated and having fun anyhow.
i am thankful for my family. i am thankful that my dad is downstairs. i am thankful for young, who is such a stabilizing factor in our lives. i am thankful that my half sister is back in my life. i am thankful for my love. i am thankful for my friends. i am thankful for opportunities i have had that not everyone gets. i am thankful to my mother for sending my silly egreeting things. i am thankful to the best friends for calling me last night at midnight all giggily for god knows what reason.
damn it my foot is asleep. ok, people showing up. time to dress and act conservatively for the family types good christian korean family types. bah. i am already bored as hell. i like them, but it's hard when you don't speak the language. perhaps i will just watch the boys play playstation. and eat a lot of unhealthy cookies.
happy day everyone!
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I loved your story about Maine, it's nice to hear about someone's background and their stories...where they come from, some of their background.
Also, I think that's a great observation you made (you are definitely one of those well-educated Maine young people!) about young people who talk about their lives being over, and only talk about high school and past stuff.
I too had to be nice for my family, all of whom seem to be conservatives while I am not...hehe.
A few questions...who is Matt? Is this the booy I should be slightly envious of?
Have yourself a relaxing and good long weekend babe, and I'm thankful for having been able to talk to such a nice goldfish.