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today's three items
Jan. 2nd, 2011 01:07 am1. I was mistaken - my friend's parents have a relatively complete Robin Hood set, so there's definitely a Maid Marian nutcracker, and she feels sure there's a Guinevere as well. This is the converse (reverse? obverse? inverse?) of what I said yesterday, which doesn't matter one bit, but I did want to set the record straight. :-)
2. The gold-foil "extra dry" champagne is nicer than the silver-foil whatever-it-called-itself and much nicer than the Rosa Regale everyone else was drinking last night, dear god. We didn't get to the white-foil "deliciously sweet" nonsense; if we happen to do so tomorrow, I will have a tiny taste (for science), but confidently expect to grimace painfully. (This morning, everyone helped me polish off the medium-dry silver-foil stuff in pale orange mimosas.)
3. Speaking of nutcrackers, though, I can't stop thinking about this middle kid and her genuinely curious question. I mean. In the specific instance, a couple of dozen nutcrackers in which she can't spot more than one or two female characters is a pretty trivial example, right?, of course it is. But now I just want so badly for her not to stop thinking that way, because in my head she grows up to look at, forget nutcrackers, to look at - I don't know, the Supreme Court? (One in three at the moment, not bad, but still.) The Joint Chiefs of Staff? Presidents? (Of whatever - the United States, Fortune 500 companies, major universities, etc.) Major award winners in non-gender-marked categories of any juried competition ever? - and ask, "Where are all the girls?"
Where, indeed. ♥
2. The gold-foil "extra dry" champagne is nicer than the silver-foil whatever-it-called-itself and much nicer than the Rosa Regale everyone else was drinking last night, dear god. We didn't get to the white-foil "deliciously sweet" nonsense; if we happen to do so tomorrow, I will have a tiny taste (for science), but confidently expect to grimace painfully. (This morning, everyone helped me polish off the medium-dry silver-foil stuff in pale orange mimosas.)
3. Speaking of nutcrackers, though, I can't stop thinking about this middle kid and her genuinely curious question. I mean. In the specific instance, a couple of dozen nutcrackers in which she can't spot more than one or two female characters is a pretty trivial example, right?, of course it is. But now I just want so badly for her not to stop thinking that way, because in my head she grows up to look at, forget nutcrackers, to look at - I don't know, the Supreme Court? (One in three at the moment, not bad, but still.) The Joint Chiefs of Staff? Presidents? (Of whatever - the United States, Fortune 500 companies, major universities, etc.) Major award winners in non-gender-marked categories of any juried competition ever? - and ask, "Where are all the girls?"
Where, indeed. ♥
