Well, the jewelry mania has died down. I'm only puzzling out jewelry in my head a few minutes a day, so it's time I start leaving the house again. Remember last year when Gary and I spent every Saturday at a different location? Looking at eagles, going down slides, visiting deserted small towns? We need to get back to that. Of course, we were down to the dregs on the list of St. Louis fun. The dregs. The "St. Louis Economy Museum at the Federal Reserve" Dregs.
I anticipate one day a month will be devoted to some type of anti-Trump activism. There's the Tax March, and I imagine there'll be pop-up protests for each new Executive Order. I am ashamed to say we didn't join into the Refugee protest at the St. Louis Lambert "International" Airport, because frankly it's not all that International any more. I think you can fly to Canada and that's it. No one was being denied entry to Saint Louis.
A few minutes each weekend will be spent learning how to drum. Gary has a lot of drumming experience, and I have no sense of rhythm, so I've been wheedling drumming lessons out of Gary. He won't let me use the big drum set yet, so I'm confined to the congas and bongos. I can play a Samba beat very poorly at this point.
I'd rather spent time doing something instead of watching something, unless it's something about an English queen, past or present. In addition to Victoria and The Crown, we went out to watch Hidden Figures and I was overtaken by violent sobs at the end. Everyone sobs at that movie, even little girls who didn't get hustled out of Mission Control by their sexist fathers. And to think I've been indignant all these years that my NASA-contractor father blocked my access by telling me, "They don't let girls into Mission Control" (as he led my brother in) when in reality they didn't let women in anywhere. Well, unless you could do high level math. It did inspire me to replace the motor in the deader of my two Roombas ... but sadly, I did not achieve mission success.
There was also a binge day spent watching Good Girls Revolt on Netflix - another tale of women not being allowed or encouraged at work, while men took the credit. Very thankful I never had to put up with anything that blatant. Thanks women who came first!
1964. College. I was usually the only female in my math classes, and I was always the top student in the class. Differential equations. A "computer" in a room off the classroom. I have no idea what it looked like because I was not allowed in that room. "We let a girl in there once and she broke it, so no girls allowed." Seriously, that is what I was told by the instructor.
Is it ironic that four years later I was a programmer at IBM, getting faster promotions and higher raises than my male coworkers, and by the third year was the technical assistant to a third level manager?
Then I married Ex#2, who was jealous of my success and moved us to St. Louis and it all went to Hell.
Well, I tried.
Posted by: ~~Silk | February 10, 2017 at 10:39 AM
I and another young woman were the top students in our college algebra classes, and I was the top student in my Calculus class. And here's why-- when I was about twelve, my father went back to school for an engineering degree. He would come home from his evening classes and talk to my slightly older brother about Calculus. I don't know exactly what they were saying--just that math and, in particular, Calculus was for men and boys. So when, in my twenties, I got serious about my education (wanted to be a biologist) and had to take math classes, I knew they would be very hard! So, I studied like crazy. Of course, I can no longer remember any but the most basic math.
Posted by: Arlene | February 10, 2017 at 03:50 PM
It just amazes me, this new level of activism. It is a wonderful thing. I wish I could participate, but my new status as a cancer patient has thrown me off for the time being.
Posted by: Hattie | February 12, 2017 at 12:32 AM
"You can fly to Canada and that's it"? Hmph.
No, I get it.
Posted by: allison | February 12, 2017 at 01:19 AM
~~Silk - Damn! Ex 2 and his ego.
Arlene - I am in awe of you and Silk, because I never got past Finite Math in college, and never past remedial algebra in high school.
Hattie - Gary has taken your place. There will be marches or rallies in St. Louis at least the next two weekends.
Allison - Sorry. But props to your hot PM. Everyone's talking about how he squashed Trump's handshake power move.
Posted by: theQueen | February 13, 2017 at 09:10 PM