Jun. 5th, 2006

ciroccoj: (contemplative)
Don't know why it's so easy to post about things happening to other people, and so hard to post about stuff happening to me.

I'm sitting here thinking I'd like to post about the whole brouhaha over the lj-nipple-icons. But I probably wouldn't have much to say that hasn't already been said better than I could say it, by people on both sides of the issue (on my flist, [livejournal.com profile] sugarkane_59 and [livejournal.com profile] linaelyn). Especially since I'm kinda wishy washy on the whole thing. Yes, I think we should be able to show nipples as default icons. Of course, I have about as much body modesty as a cat and probably wouldn't notice if naked folks wandered through my grocery aisle. But I'm not sure it's worth the fury it's engendered. It's a 100x100 picture on a screen; in the great cosmic balance of Things That Suck (or rather, don't suck), it's not really up there with inadequate parental leave or lack of resources for nursing mothers, as far as nursing babies are concerned. IMHO.

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I'm also thinking I'd like to post about the Toronto Bomb Plot, where "In the largest operation ever carried out under Canada's Anti-terrorism Act, more than 400 police officers conducted a series of raids in southern Ontario on June 2-3, 2006, and arrested 17 suspects."

But again, there's not much I could say about it that hasn't already been said. And who wants to read a bunch of dittos?

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What I feel like I should post about, since this is my lj and supposedly a place where I can work out my inner conflicts, is stuff like how much I've missed my mom lately. Going to her house and thinknig of renting it out has been tough, but nowhere near as tough as going to Justin's ballet recital and wishing she'd been there to see it, just as she went to every blessed recital I ever had in a million years of ballet, jazz and gymnastics. Or watching Cosmos with Daniel and wishing she'd been there to watch it with us, or at least hear about it and remember how she and I watched the whole series together about four times.

They're both such incredibly neat little people. She would've gotten such a kick out of them.

Chris reminded me of something the other day. In the last weeks of his residency, he's been doing heavy call, culminating in almost back-to-back calls (Friday, yesterday, and tomorrow) at the very end. This was planned a long, long time ago; Chris couldn't take the regular call schedule, because of his brain injury, so he worked out a deal where he got out of a few calls during the bulk of residency, then made them up in the last few weeks of his final year. It would be OK, we decided way back then. I'd probably just take the kids and camp out at my mom's place for the duration.

I could do that right now, but it would be rather pointless.

I really wish she'd been here to see the end of his residency, this Friday. I wish she could be here on the 15th, our ten-year anniversary.

I just really wish she was here. But when it comes down to it, all the heavy-duty introspection related to this particular situation doesn't particularly want to come out, and when it does, it's reduced to six grudging paragraphs. Not too sure why.

Off to bed.

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