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5 Things to Know Before You Go Out Dancing

1. What do you mean, you don’t go out dancing? That’s crazy! Dancing is fun, fun, fun! And good for you – bumps up the ol’heartrate, increases physical endurance and provides the social contact necessary for maintaining a positive outlook in this messed-up world. If you’re a guy, know this: women prefer a man who can get his groove on. (I think we all know why that’s true, but just in case, allow George Bernard Shaw to explain, “Dancing: The vertical expression of a horizontal desire legalized by music.” Mmmhmm!)

2. However, you men people, also know this: No one wants your creepy ass rubbing up against her thigh, butt or any other body part. What makes you have a creepy ass,  you ask? Because you’re rubbing up against some woman who does not want you to do that! No means no means no and a woman is far more likely to like you if you stay on the side of fun that includes respect. Having to point this out seems ridiculous, but I spent part of last month’s 100mph Soul Party running interference between some skeevy dude and my girlfriends.

3. Also in the stating-the-obvious column: wear shoes you can wear all night long. No, not your gym shoes – unless you’re going to bust out your best Electric Boogaloo moves – because sexy is good, but if you’ve strapped in and your pinky toes are going numb before you’ve even finished applying your lipstick, that’s not a good sign. Dazzle people with your confidence and they’ll never notice what’s on your feet.

4. The best dance parties aren’t always the most popular ones. Sold out shows mean wall-to-wall people, which means you can’t move and also that you’ve become a C & C Sweat Factory. Weeknights offer more than you might think: for example, you can get your skank on this Monday at the Jam; rock out to some country soul on Tuesday at Hum Brews; Wednesday, Nocturnum goes all Whomp Whomp with “Dubstep/Dnb/Glitch/HipHop/BadassBassDriven/LazerFilled/WaistMotivating/FootTapping”; Cherae Heights throws back to the ’80s and ’90s on Thursday; you’ve got barn dancin’ at the Bayside Grange on Friday, where they will even teach you to dance; and Saturday’s list of body-moving possibilities presents you with so much choice you might stress out about which dance party to attend! But you know what’s a great antidote to stress? Dancing! You can also rally a bunch of friends and take over any place with floor space and a decent jukebox. Hell, have a slumber party and Spotify up all your old faves – Madonna’s “Physical Attraction” and AC/DC’s “TNT” being two on my all-time list.

5. Don’t overdo the booze. You might think you need to get drunk to loosen up, but the difference between dancing and flailing can often be traced back to an unfortunate decision to answer, “Yeah! I’ll have another!” Figure out the pace that works to keep you happy on the floor without being on the floor and stick to it. Drink lots of water! Don’t do shots. (In fact, unless you’re toasting the dead, don’t ever do shots.)

Bonus: Still unsure? Find some inspiration listening to Mike Dronkers’ Midday Dance Party every Friday at noon on KHUM 104.3/104.7. You can bop around the office or in the privacy of your own home! If you absolutely need to take some lessons first – or you’re ready to step up to actual steps – you’re in luck! We live somewhere people love to dance! Here’s a beginning look at what’s offered, but check out other publications and flyers around town.

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by Jennifer Savage on February 3, 2013  •  Permalink
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Posted by Jennifer Savage on February 3, 2013

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5 Things To Know When You Get the Flu

1. You will not get sick at a convenient time. You will not have cleared your calendar and scheduled six days in which to experience feverish mucus-filled cough spasms uninterrupted. You will find yourself sick two days before a non-negotiable work trip, three days before your beloved dog has to be put down, a fact you will process from afar in a DayQuil-NyQuil induced haze, and you will return, still sick, to news that your daughter is currently detained after being denied entry into the UK and your husband’s toothache that he finally went to the dentist about is actually a gnarly abscess that needs surgery yesterday — but no one can do the surgery till the month after next. All these things will make you appreciate that all you have is a case of the flu, but then again taking care of everyone’s needs feels impossible as the fever rises through your skin like a hundred icy insects nibbling on your flesh and you can’t stray too far from the box of Kleenex because your nasal passages threaten to burst open at any moment and you’re coughing so hard you actually pee in your sweats. So when you get sick, you will have to just do the best you can. And accept that your best might not be very good.

2. You will tire of pharmaceuticals that make you dizzy, spacey and dehydrated, so you will revert to your faith in garlic, ginger, lemons and hot tea. You will drink approximately 108 mugs of tea in the span of six days, all of which help, none of which cure. You will transform onions, garlic and ginger into a broth, add chile peppers when you have them, lemon, too. The concoction will feel so good, so warm and healthy and pungent on your throat — you will be sure that this time you are on the mend. Five minutes later, you will have your worst coughing fit yet. You will continue to believe that the food helps because you must have faith that something will bring this greasy, sweaty, phlegm-ridden chapter of your life to a close. You will ask your husband to buy raw honey because you read that it has antibacterial qualities.

3. You will find reading novels too exhausting — you have to stop and cough, stop and blow your nose, stop and make tea, stop and pee from drinking so much liquids. Magazines and short stories are a much better fit. You will attempt the North Coast Journal’s crossword and find it too taxing. Maybe you should just watch 30 Rock on Netflix for a while.

4. You will notice, from your forced exile, that life goes on without you. You will be relieved at first, as this epiphany means you can feel slightly less guilty about curling up under your germ-laden blankets and demanding someone else to please feed the cats. But from the fetal position, you will worry that perhaps your light has dimmed, your value peaked. You’re just some old, sick thing now. Have faith that this, too, shall pass.

5. You will get restless and wonder if you’re using your sick time to the fullest. As long as you’re stuck at home, shouldn’t you at least reorganize the bookshelf or purge your closet of all those sweaters you’re never going to wear? People are cold! Homeless! You’re sick, but you’re sick from the vantage of privilege. Lying around all day will infuriate you after a while. You are not designed to be useless. You will channel your frustration into scrubbing the bathroom sink and toilet — you would’ve done the shower, too, except the exertion has triggered a coughing fit that felled you, so now you’re lying on the bathroom floor, trying not to heave your lungs out, remembering the good days when you were merely puking and hungover. At least that had an end in sight.

Some practical advice (I am totally not a doctor!):

1. Try to avoid the sick! Follow all the usual advice: Get enough sleep, eat healthy, slow down, exercise and wash your hands. Eat your garlic. Dose yourself with immune system boosters — ask about specific recommendations at Moonrise Herbs or Humboldt Herbals.

2. If you feel it coming on, hit the grocery store right away and stock up: garlic, ginger, onion, lemon, chile peppers, raw honey, broth, several boxes of tea. I like the Yogi Teas, especially Breathe Deep and Egyptian Licorice. You can also get some excellent bulk teas at the herbal shops. Chop up all the veggies and throw them in the broth. Heat and eat/drink as often as possible. Don’t heat the raw honey, I’m told — I just take a teaspoon now and again. If you have enough energy — or help — I love these soups, especially the Greek Avgolemono.

3. Fever making your eyeballs ache? What a great time to catch up on podcasts. Just close your eyes and let yourself be entertained away. I’m old-fashioned and still a fan of This American Life and Radiolab, but a world of funny/thoughtful options is out there for the discovering. You know.

4. Ask for help. If you don’t have a live-in person obligated to care for you, text your friends. People like to help. And seeing how sick you are will make them feel better for not being you. You’re reminding them how great it is to be vibrating with good health and not encased in sweatpants with unwashed hair stuck to a perspiring face. The least they could do is drop by some soup and magazines.

5. Ride it out. Make lists of what you’ll do when you feel better. Read about people whose plights are worse than yours. Fuck around on Facebook. Write in your journal. Request songs on the radio. You’re sick. You get a pass from productivity.

Bonus: If you can’t take to bed and need to pop the cold medicines, do it. No shame in utilizing modern medicine when you need to. I find that whatever dries up all the runny nose mess also dehydrates the hell out of me, so I advise lots and lots and lots of water and also a teaspoon of honey helps to coat a dry throat. Good luck.

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by Jennifer Savage on January 10, 2013  •  Permalink
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Posted by Jennifer Savage on January 10, 2013

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How to Enjoy Christmas

Look, like many people I know, I spent years hating Christmas. For all the usual reasons. Being broke and feeling pressured to buy stuff. Juggling visits between all the different households. Caving to social pressure to partake in holiday traditions I find meaningless. Biting my tongue to keep from explaining why I find them meaningless. Struggling to add “prepare for Christmas” to a life already full of multiple jobs and children. Watching plastic crap flood American households. Smiling over gifts I didn’t ask for and don’t want. Giving gifts for the sake of show rather than delight. The consumerism! The waste! The strained familial relationships! The Christmas season typically triggered dread, stress and resentment.

And then I kinda figured it out. (more…)

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by Jennifer Savage on December 26, 2011  •  Permalink
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insomnia #18, in which our protagonist is dismayed that self-improvement is still on the to-do list

“So at what point do people get to stop trying to improve themselves and just accept their flaws as the way they are?”

I asked my friend this question over lunch, stealing some of his fries while waiting for his answer.

“Never,” he said. “I don’t think you ever stop trying to be better.”

Damn. In that case, I shouldn’t have eaten those fries. Really, I’d hoped for something more along the lines of, “Oh, usually around 42.” Something that would let me off the hook. A response that would allow me to give up the so-far unfulfilled promises to myself to shed the remaining irresponsible behaviors keeping me grounded at pretty good instead of soaring at great. Alas, apparently I must redouble my efforts towards progress instead.

On the upside, having struggled with the same (boring, childish) bad habits for, oh, my entire adult life (small strides, though, small strides!), at least I can refer back to an old post and not have to write everything out again.

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by Jennifer Savage on November 23, 2011  •  Permalink
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Posted by Jennifer Savage on November 23, 2011

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Humboldt County stuff I like #1

In addition to the ocean, beaches, bay and forest, I also love several local businesses/people. I don’t have gobs of excess money to spend – especially after covering food for the family, medical bills and my bar tab, but here’s some places I go. Here’s a rather random smattering (more to come as I get inspired – I like a lot of places and people!):

Praxis Fitness Keeping me in fighting shape – cause I need it! Not just to rock my short skirts, but also to surf better, bike farther, dance longer. I leave Praxis feeling awesome, which makes going there all the more worthwhile.

Cassandra at Parker’s Beauty Bar A good cut makes your look. Cassandra keeps me stylish. Not only does she excel at cuts and color, but Parker’s in general is a blast. Complimentary beer and wine, plus fun reads, from Amy Sedaris- and Posh Spice-authored books to celebrity gossip mags.

Rebecca at Bloom For all your waxing needs. And when I say “all,” I mean “all.” And that’s all I’m saying about that.

Casey’s Skin Care Studio Also for waxing, plus facials and more. Casey is a class act.

L C Nails The closest thing you can get locally to a San Francisco mani-pedi. Also massage chairs! (Note, one option on the massage chair triggers a knob nailing you right in the tailbone. Or thereabouts. Watch out! Otherwise, fun.)

Oberon Best Bloody Marys in Eureka, hands down. Also a lovely atmosphere and attentive service. I mostly go for the Bloodys plus snack as dinner gets a bit pricey.

Cafe Nooner Everything is good, especially the Bleu Noon sandwich. Warm days, you can eat outside.

Jambalaya A wide-open space, pool table, stage for the bands, hearty food and cocktails. Both birthday parties I’ve had here have excelled.

Go Go Bistro I should go here more, but it’s inconveniently located in Henderson Center. However, the mac’n'cheese makes me swoon, so….)

Overlooked with John Matthews Because while you can listen to the same music you listened to in high school, you’re so much more interesting when you follow along with John.

Lost Coast Outpost Hank doesn’t write enough, but when he does, it’s so worth it. In the meantime, stay entertained with news and music from KHUM, KSLG and The Point right here. Plus I contribute.

Obligatory Seven-O-Heaven mention here.

Humboldt Baykeeper Because they kick ass at making sure our bay stays healthy and protected. Executive Director Beth Werner blows my mind with her smarts, her passion and her modesty. She’s my hero.

Yes, it’s an indulgence-heavy list. I also donate regularly to Doctors Without Borders and pick up a lot of trash while walking my old yellow lab on the beach. So there.

(Addendum: Those last couple lines may come off defensive and flip. I don’t mean to be either – the hypocrisy of professing to care about others and then spending “extra” money on anything but charitable causes troubles me, but I’m not vying for sainthood yet, just trying to balance being good with having fun.)

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by Jennifer Savage on November 17, 2011  •  Permalink
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Posted by Jennifer Savage on November 17, 2011

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Regarding the North Coast Journal’s ‘Really?’ cover story

Thinking on the NCJ’s current cover story regarding a local beauty pageant — coverworthy because here in Humboldt, we rarely hosts such events. Whether because we’re enlightened or just unimportant on the circuit is open to debate, as are the larger questions in the story: Do beauty pageants damage young women’s self-esteem? Do they send the message that looks supersede everything else? Is a teen beauty pageant an appropriate fundraiser for an arts collective? OK, maybe those sound like rhetorical questions, but room for thought exists.

I thought about this at the gym today, climbing on the scale first to see what damage the recent road trip had done. A road trip that included an hour-long shopping session trying to find a bikini that didn’t make me want to flee from the dressing room mirror. On one hand, I thought, I sure am glad I don’t live somewhere I have to wear a bikini on a regular basis. On the other, I’m disappointed my body is not capable of rocking a two-piece at all times.

This particular road trip involved returning to my hometown, the place where I spent my teen years hating myself for being such a hideous beast. Sunkissed blonde hair, a killer tan, big blue eyes and an hourglass bod — you know, horrible. I went without meals, made myself throw up, took speedy drugs to kill my appetite and was disappointed I never truly developed an eating disorder. What a loser, right? At 5’6″ and 125 lbs., I wanted to be 100. I look back at photos and am still appalled — not because I appear obese, but because I spent all that time thinking I was when I should’ve been reveling in the glow of young sexy womanhood. (Experience turned into short story here.)

I have daughters. I tried to shield them from influences — media and otherwise — that would diminish their sense of self-worth. I tried to ensure they cultivated talents beyond being beautiful, because at some point, even pretty girls need brains and personality to get by. With mixed results, cultural norms able to reach even behind the Redwood Curtain. But I think the Humboldt vibe, the lack of TV, the focus on a multitude of ways in which to succeed have helped. I like to think so.

That said, being “pretty” is not a bad thing. Beauty’s long been appreciated in all sorts of cultures, albeit differently defined in various eras by various people. Maybe we attach too much importance to being hot and not enough to being smart or kind, but even today, fashion magazines aside, it’s not as hard to be pretty as people make it out to be.

Almost anyone can shape his or her body into being nicely defined without too much fat. Well-fitting clothes go a long way, as does a good haircut and understated makeup. Those superficialities out of the way, confidence, humor, charm and generosity overshadow most perceived physical “flaws” — that’s why otherwise less conventionally attractive people end up shining in social situations, emanating sex appeal, while otherwise prettier people are left leaning on the wall to wallow in their insecurity. Or sometimes people have both naturally chiseled features and killer personalities. Life’s unfair like that. But people who decry those who happen to be beautiful as if they’ve done something wrong remind me of people who stop liking something, a band, perhaps, or a restaurant, simply because it’s become popular. Like, quit your whining, already, you sour-grapers.

All that really matters is people strive to be the best versions of themselves on all fronts. A beauty pageant can crush a tender young soul or it can be a lot of fun. However, given the depressingly common amount of self-loathing among teen girls, examining the ways in which we, as a culture, induce and reward eating disorders, cosmetic surgeries and other unhealthy behaviors is not only worthwhile, but imperative. I hope the event is a blast for the people involved and I’m glad the NCJ opted to highlight the issues surrounding it.

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by Jennifer Savage on July 1, 2011  •  Permalink
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I should sleep, but…

Just for the record, I am not all about the gloomy. In case I need to point that out. My life has always been a mix of good luck and less so. I am somewhat used to the rollercoaster ride. Last year was particularly fabulous; this year has been especially challenging. But even these past troubled months have served up lovely moments with friends, a trip-of-a-lifetime to New York, and lots of laughter and joy on the ol’domestic front. I continue to love both my main gig and my weekend moonlighting on KSLG. I get to speak to people about taking better care of the ocean and I get to be on the radio. Pretty sweet.

I’ve been surfing a lot.

True, lately I’ve felt that I’m losing both my bearings and my sense of humor. Also true, some problems can’t be fixed and that makes me sad. Other problems have solutions, but finding them requires patience and self-discipline, both of which are hard for me to practice and that makes me grumpy. Some problems fall in between; I can’t fix them alone, but I can act in ways that might help. That means I have to accept some things require me to step up and yet are not completely within my control so results aren’t guaranteed. That scares me and makes me feel lonely.

But I know all this, which is good. (And I’m terribly sleepy, which makes my writing bad!)

Wishing a suitable ending sentence would allow me wrap up this post on just the right self-effacing, slightly-corny-yet-endearing note, but nothing’s coming to mind. So… um… well… good night!

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by Jennifer Savage on June 8, 2011  •  Permalink
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3 factors in determining a happy relationship

Talking to a friend yesterday, I shared my observations on what three factors most affect a couple’s ability to find contentment in a relationship. I could be wrong; this is anecdotal, not a scientific study. But I’m probably right. To recap:

  1. Similar attitudes toward money. I’d say “having enough money” — clearly, that’s an issue — but “enough” has different meanings to different people and what seems to matter most is when the two people agree on what “enough” is and how the money should be used.
  2. The relationship with the extended family. We’re all affected by how we grew up. People who admire and are close to their parents, aunts, uncles, etc., have not only a greater support network, but also examples of how highly functioning relationships are supposed to work.
  3. The number of kids. Zero seems to be best for those without family resources!* Depending on how much family and financial support a couple has, maybe one or even two — but those factors definitely weigh heavy on a couple’s ability to get along once children enter the picture. If you don’t have kids, you never have to deal with all the questions, issues and history that having babies brings to the table. (Who will compromise a career? Who will assume responsibility for making enough money? What happens when there’s not enough money and who is to blame? Who will make what sacrifices for the family? Who will be the resenter and whom will be the resentee? What do you do when disagreeing on discipline or exposing the kids to your crazy uncle? What happens when, tired and bewildered, the two of you find yourselves instinctively repeating the same mistakes your own parents made, the ones you swore you’d never subject your own kids to? How the hell do you expect to have energy left over to put toward your relationship when you’ve been taking care of children all day. And on and on… )
*Obligatory note: Plenty of people without family or financial resources have kids and are happy they had’em — myself included. Just in case that’s not obvious. Still, presents the aforementioned whole’nother round of challenges. Ideally, at the end of your life, you’re looking back on how much richer and deeper an experience you had for dealing with those challenges… right?
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by Jennifer Savage on June 3, 2011  •  Permalink
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Posted by Jennifer Savage on June 3, 2011

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Old dog, new tricks

On surfing:  Although the surf, by all accounts, has been excellent, I have not gone out for a variety of reasons, most of which have to do with work, time and a clear need to reconfigure my routine back into one that starts with waves and goes on from there.

On diabetes: My morning routine currently includes turning on the kettle for tea, feeding the dog and the cats, and climbing upstairs to make sure Nick is okay. Depending on how late his last blood sugar check at night was, I sometimes bring the glucometer, pop the lancet into his finger and stick the test strip into the drop of blood that squeezes out so  I can correct if he’s high or low. He rarely wakes up for this. This morning, a touch on the low side — 65. I delivered some mango-orange juice and will take up an apple or toast in 15 minutes.

Google delivers Type 1 diabetes news to my inbox daily. Recent stories include profiles on a race car driver and a pilot, and the progress of artificial pancreases as a “cure.”

Sandy

On the dog: Sandy got old this past year. Ever since her brief and bizarre sickness last year, she’s exhibited the same happy behavior she always has, but her face has turned white, her hearing isn’t what it used to be — she doesn’t bark at cars or passersby much these days — and her body has gone from sleek to bony. After walks on the beach, she’s tired. She gets to her feet slowly, sometimes clumsily. Sandy’s always been such a puppy and suddenly she’s an old lady. She’ll be 13 in September. I’m not ready to think about not having her sweet yellow self around.

On travel: Given the tightness of my budget, I’d forgone prior hopes of a trip to New York City this spring. My brother moved there from San Francisco late last year. I’ve never been. When I said I wouldn’t be able to go after all, he offered to buy the plane ticket. Sweet! I leave April 27 and am prepared to be overwhelmed by the size and the bustle. Springtime in the city. Old men playing dominoes. People sitting on stoops. Everyone walking really fast. I imagine deja vu from all the movies and TV shows in which I’ve seen NYC mixed with the wow factor of actually being there.

On money: Sigh. Every time I think I’ve got it figured out, something else pops up. Toaster breaks. The propane tank is at 10 percent. The truck needs a new tire. I need to take my own advice and quit carrying my debit card around. Been too busy to properly plot my financial goals, so other than paying the bills, I don’t have anything concrete. But seriously, I probably could’ve bought a much-needed new wetsuit and a couple board bags on what I’ve spent going out to eat over the past few months. Not cool. Time to get it together, Jennifer.

On good news/bad news: Bobby’s dad helped us out by paying off his student loans (yay!); unfortunately, the Treasury Dept. didn’t get the memo and seized our tax refund (boo!). To straighten out this clusterfuck, I have to deal with the Dept. of Ed, the IRS and the Treasury. Bureaucracy headache, anyone?

On writing: Doing it! Not here as much as I’d like, but have a couple projects in the works and a fiction group solidifying into a regular thing. When I get a chance, I’ll post the results of the exercises we’ve been doing. My brain is like a little kid with blocks, happy to be playing and building and creating.

On reading: Working on both Netherland and The Death and Life of American Journalism.

On work: Love it. Wow, I am lucky. Striving to be worthy and to take every opportunity to do good.

Whew! Social-work whirl of the past two weeks survived, brain cleared and ready to go.

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by Jennifer Savage on April 16, 2011  •  Permalink
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Posted by Jennifer Savage on April 16, 2011

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Resolving… to be less dull?

Some years, I skip resolutions completely. The goals come to mind are too constant to warrant special attention as New Year’s Resolutions: surf more, write more, save more, do more, etc. Or the admonishments are negatively phrased and too vague to work: stop wasting time, stop wasting money, stop being so impatient. Since I look at every single day as a chance to do more things right and fewer things wrong, I need something special and specific for New Year’s.

Inspired by one of my favorite funny books ever, Beth Lisick’s Helping Me Help Myself, in which this very likable, relatable cynic opts to seek self-improvement through the means of the masses (Chicken Soup for the Soul, Richard Simmons, Women are From Mars, etc.), I’ve decided my goal for 2011 will be to learn one new thing each month. Something I’ve been meaning to learn, but haven’t for whatever reason. Nothing shockingly hard, just skills a person should have in order to not be a total loser. (She says, afraid of being a total loser.) Things I might have a bit of experience with, but not enough to do with confidence; things I need to learn, not just that I’ve been too lazy to do.

For example:

  • Bike maintenance (I have a book!)
  • Sewing (been promising to make Kaylee curtains for several years now)
  • Canning
  • How to fix stuff around the house (I have a book for this one, too!)
  • To be able to sing (cringing over this one)

That’s as far as I’ve come, idea-wise. Maybe I should acquire one new skill every other month? That might be a more sensible goal, especially as I’ll continue to strive toward all the usual improvement on both the work and personal front. (My job is confirmed through 2011, yay! So happy! Need to make sure I absorb, cultivate and otherwise pick up as many skills as possible to keep me, hopefully, future-employed.)

And, yeah, of course, I want to surf and write and save and be an all-round more kind and giving person. And a better parent and more patient wife. And rememberer of birthdays. Be more present. Mindful. The usual. I am still me.

Speaking of which… now I feel really boring! Maybe my New Year’s Resolution should be Learn to Present Oneself in a More Interesting Manner.

Hmmm.

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by Jennifer Savage on December 28, 2010  •  Permalink
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Posted by Jennifer Savage on December 28, 2010

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