Entries from March 2009

March 30, 2009

Didn’t Mary Breastfeed Baby Jesus?

 This past weekend, several of the Montana Childbirth Collective  ladies, including myself and six-year-old Ellie, conducted a campaign of distributing Mothering Magazine’s International Breastfeeding Symbol stickers and window clings to well over 100 businesses in the greater Bozeman area.
 
The goal?
1.  To promote wide-spread recognition of this symbol, just as we are accustomed to these symbols:

2.  To [...]

March 25, 2009

President Obama’s Press Conference

In case you missed it, below you will find a link to President Obama’s press conference from yesterday evening.
As I listened to the post press conference coverage on NPR’s Morning Edition today, Steve Inskeep interview economist Rosanne Altshuler who asserted, among other things, that Obama’s promised tax reform is quickly being left behind.  (I, for [...]

March 23, 2009

Twue Twitter Confession

I swore I wouldn’t do it.  I promised my husband I would not sink so low.  I railed against the trend, describing the practice of tweeting as  “idiotic,” “pathetic,” and ” a waste of time.”  And then I became (only slightly) convinced at the Desert Nights Rising Stars Writer’s Conference that, to be a modern [...]

March 23, 2009

“Trust in what you love, continue to do it, and it will take you where you need to go.”

I’ve begun reading Natalie Goldberg’s Writing Down the Bones.  I guess I should say, I’ve begun re-reading the book, as I’m fairly certain I read this (skimmed it?  perused it?) while taking undergraduate creative writing courses at University of Puget Sound more than a decade ago.
I came across a paragraph in the book the other [...]

March 21, 2009

Beautiful, Wonderful First Day of Spring!

Wow.  We’ve lived in Montana for six years now and never, never have I experienced such a lovely first day of spring as yesterday.  At its peak, the weather warmed to almost sixty degrees…not too terribly common for this time of year in Montana.
The kids rode bikes, I trimmed back my perennials, we played golf [...]