Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Why Women Should Vote
Remember, it was not until 1920 that women were granted the right to go to the polls and vote.The women were innocent and defenseless, but they were jailed nonetheless for picketing the White House, carrying signs asking for the vote. And by the end of the night, they were barely alive. Forty prison guards wielding clubs and their warden's blessing went on a rampage against the 33 women wrongly convicted of 'obstructing sidewalk traffic.' They beat Lucy Burns, chained her hands to the cell bars above her head and left her hanging for the night, bleeding and gasping for air.
They hurled Dora Lewis into a dark cell, smashed her head against an iron bed and knocked her out cold. Her cellmate, Alice Cosu, thought Lewis was dead and suffered a heart attack. Additional affidavits describe the guards grabbing, dragging, beating, choking, slamming, pinching, twisting and kicking the women.Thus unfolded the 'Night of Terror' on Nov. 15, 1917, when the warden at the Occoquan Workhouse in Vir ginia ordered his guards to teach a lesson to the suffragists imprisoned there because they dared to picket Woodrow Wilson's White House for the right to vote. For weeks, the women's only water came from an open pail. Their food--all of it colorless slop--was infested with worms. When one of the leaders, Alice Paul, embarked on a hunger strike, they tied her to a chair, forced a tube down her throat and poured liquid into her until she vomited. She was tortured like this for weeks until word was smuggled out to the press.
see - http://memory.loc.gov/ammem/collections/suffrage/nwp/prisoners.pdf
So, refresh my memory. Some women won't vote this year because- -why, exactly? We have carpool duties? We have to get to work? Our vote doesn't matter? It's raining? Last week, I went to a sparsely attended screening of HBO's new movie 'Iron Jawed Angels.' It is a graphic depiction of the battle these women waged so that I could pull the curtain at the polling booth and have my say. I am ashamed to say I needed the reminder.All these years later, voter registration is still my passion.But the actual act of voting had become less personal for me, more rote. Frankly, voting often felt more like an obligation than a privilege. Sometimes it was inconvenient.My friend Wendy, who is my age and studied women's history, saw the HBO movie, too. When she stopped by my desk to talk about it, she looked angry. She was--with her self. 'One thought kept coming back to me as I watched that movie,' she said. 'What would those women think of the way I use, or don't use, my right to vote? All of us take it for granted now, not just younger women, but those of us who did seek to learn.' The right to vote, she said, had become valuable to her 'all over again.'HBO released the movie on video and DVD . I wish all history, social studies and government teachers would include the movie in their curriculum I want it shown on Bunco night, too, and anywhere else women gather. I realize this isn't our usual idea of socializing, but we are not voting in the numbers that we should be, and I think a little shock therapy is in order.It is jarring to watch Woodrow Wilson and his cronies try to persuade a psychiatrist to declare Alice Paul insane so that she could be permanently institutionalized. And it is inspiring to watch the doctor refuse. Alice Paul was strong, he said, and brave. That didn't make her crazy.The doctor admonished the men: 'Courage in women is often mistaken for insanity.' Please, if you are so inclined, pass this on to all the women you know. We need to get out and vote and use this right that was fought so hard for by these very courageous women. Whether you vote democratic, republican or independent party - remember to vote. History is being made.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Saturday, August 09, 2008
The Sweetest Thing
That was one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me.
One more thing that just popped into my head - I am shocked. First that Bernie Mac died, and second that John Edwards turned out to be just another sleazewad politican that can't keep it in his pants. The chick he cheated with was homely too. I bet if his wife wasn't dying she'd ditch him.
Obsessed with Dressing Up
Trying to Adjust - It's a Good Thing!
Last Friday night was the first Friday night that Todd hasn't worked in 3 years. We went out to TGI Friday's, then to the park, and then for ice cream. It was a great night. Here we all are at Dairy Queen. Todd and Ryan were even color-coordinated.
Ryan sporting the same shirt the next day - see the monstrosity behind him?
Ryan in his new outfit with a BIG BOY BELT!! that Todd bought him, and the SpiderMan shoes Sandy bought him. Ryan is very excited about his belt and has been wearing it over his pajamas.The rest of the story is that we are all trying to adjust to Todd not being at the bar all the time. He is trying to sleep normal hours, and it isn't working so well. It also doesn't help that he and I have each been sleeping alone in the middle of the bed for 6 years, so inevitably one of us ends up on the couch. The gout has also spread to his wrist, thumb, and foot so it is hard for him to get comfortable. The hard parts for me are that Todd is eating us out of house and home, I have to cook for him and actually plan meals, and there is absolutely no silence in the house after Ryan goes to sleep because Todd is around. It's hard, but it's a good thing. Ryan and Todd are on cloud nine, and I am actually relaxing a bit for the first time since we had Ryan.
The entire month of July was shot to hell by the bar. Todd started selling stuff and cleaning it out on June 25, and finished at 8 pm on July 31, four hours before the lease was up. Every weekend was either spent working at the bar (or me watching Ryan at the bar while Todd's parents worked instead of me) or building the new shed in our backyard (aka "The Monstrosity"). Todd and his parents worked a lot of nights there. The idea was to build a new shed (our little one got smooshed by a tree limb) and then move the stuff in the garage to the shed and put the stuff in the bar in the garage. We bought a shed kit from Lowe's that said it would take 6 hours to build. It ended up taking 4 days with folks from Humboldt coming to help and then Todd, Mike, and Big Gilk finishing it on the hottest day of the year. It was not finished before the bar closed though, so all the bar stuff is in a 10 x 25 storage unit next the Des Moines River. That sounds ominous. The shed is huge and shaped like a barn. Ryan believes it is his barn for his toys. He likes to go inside, fling open the doors, and yell Surprise!
In the midst of this chaos, we had new windows and a patio door put in the dining room, and I repainted it and ripped out the carpet. It has taken forever because I am using 4 colors and I paint one coat of one color at a time while Ryan is asleep.
I have also been gardening every Wednesday night at the Fair and at home too. If you go to the Fair, my bed is the raised one next to the gazebo south of the Ag Building.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Pacifier Free!!!
Yesterday I was on the phone with my mom and Ryan said he wanted to go to the store and buy the Planet Hero from Venus - http://www.fisher-price.com/fp.aspx?st=10&e=planetheroeslanding. I told him he had to throw away his fussy FOREVER. He said no.
I continued to talk to Mom, then hung up. He told me he wanted Venus and went in the kitchen and threw the fussy in the trash. We immediately went to the store and bought Venus, and that was that. He played with Venus all day and took his nap just fine. Going to bed was another story. He never asked for his fussy, but couldn't get to sleep. Finally at 2 am he fell asleep with me in our bed! It was a long night.
Did I mention that he did all this while he had a fever?
Friday, July 04, 2008
Misc.
Happy Fourth of July
Ryan has been enjoying going next door every Wednesday night for 2 hours so I can work at the Discovery Garden and run errands. It's worth the money for me.
Not much else new - just trying to keep my #$%^ together at work and home. Whoever says they can easily balance their career and family is lying. Ryan is very clingy now when I drop him off at school because he wants to stay home with me. The other day I bawled all the way to Merle Hay Road.
Two weeks ago we had my grandpa's and great uncle household sale. It didn't bother me like I thought it would. I was just counting my lucky stars that I didn't have to help clean out his house or schlep the stuff to the sale. Ryan had a good time with Big Grandpa, and we got to see some of the tornado damage. It seems weird to look out my parents' windows and see the neighbors house (the barn blew away).
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Todd's Birthday and Father's Day
I made an awesome chocolate cake for Todd and a German chocolate cake for Mike. I also made macaroni salad, little smokies, and cheese dip. The afternoon was a success. Ryan provided the entertainment as usual. We were all standing outside talking, and no one noticed that Ryan had turned the water on and picked up the hose. Suddenly, he sprayed Todd!! Then Grandpa!! All the boys ended up soaked, and we all laughed a lot.
Stupid blogger is not uploading my pics. I will have to try later!!
Sunday, June 08, 2008
Rain, Rain, Go Away
Friday, June 06, 2008
Water, Water Everywhere
Finally got back to bed at 10:45 and slept on Ryan's floor until 2:30. Then Todd woke me up at 4:15. The sump pump hadn't been able to keep up with the 4 inches of rain in 3 hours, so it overflowed and the basement floor had water on it. It probably didn't help that we have the pump hooked up to a sprinkler in my garden. We disconnected the sprinkler, and it went down fast. My poor garden has standing water in it and the mulch has washed on to the lawn!!! (And yes, I am more upset about my garden than the basement - I'm telling you gardening is a sickness!)
The water in the basement was less than .5 inch deep by then, but all the carpet runners are wet and wood furniture had soaked up some water. It will all dry out (except carpet runners) pretty easily, it's still a mess. Only had to throw out a few cardboard boxes and 4 or 5 tiles popped up.
No point in going to bed now!
PS. Regarding my earlier post about being an addict - I have identified 3 more barespots in my garden that need plants - I just need to buy 3 more....
Sunday, June 01, 2008
My Name is Marnie, and I'm an Addict.
Still a Fever
Despite him being sick, we are making progress with the fussy removal. He now only uses it to sleep, and is not allowed to use it in the house unless it is nap time or night-night time. Still no movement (pardon the pun) on potty training!
Pictures
Saturday, May 31, 2008
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1) Mommy: Ryan, you are my favorite person in the world!
Ryan: No, I'm just a good boy. I'm not a person!
2) Ryan has had a 103 degree fever since Thursday. He has hand-foot-and-mouth. There is nothing you can do but give ibuprofen for the pain and fever. He has sores in his mouth and the typical hand rash all over his chest. I managed to get just the right dose of medecine at just the right time this afternoon so we were able to play outside for a bit today.
3) We need a new air conditioner and a new furnace. We have known we needed the air conditioner since last fall, but I also had them look at the furnace because it did some weird things this winter and our bill was really high. Apparently the heat exchanger in our furnace could crack at any time spilling CO into the house. Lennox recalled the furnace in the early 1990's (before we bought the house) because it was so dangerous. We are thinking of getting a heat pump.
4) Last week Rachel treated me to lunch at Hu Hot. It was fun and a nice treat. She got a gift cert for her birthday, and Eric won't eat there, so she took me. I never get to go there because Todd won't eat there, so it all worked out well.
5) Ryan stayed overnight in Oskaloosa last Saturday night. I should have been out painting the town red, but instead I watched the last 4 episodes of Dangerous Housewives and some crime shows I had taped. Sunday we went out for supper with Aunt Kathy and Uncle Denny so they could see Ryan. Sandy and Grandpa Fortner had been bragging to Kathy about how well Ryan talks (he talks in paragraphs, non-stop), but he was tired and only said about 25 words the whole time! I think everyone was disappointed, but I enjoyed the silence! You've got to take it when you can get it!
6)We went to the zoo on Monday. Ryan was most impressed with the playground. He asked why the monkeys weren't talking (they're not like Curious George), and why the cow wasn't walking (it's fiberglass). Since it was Members Monday, we got a free train ride. We ran into Rachel and the boys when we got off. It's a pathetic zoo when compared to St Louis or Omaha, but it is the perfect size for Ryan. Not too big and not too crowded. We were lucky to get a membership for Christmas, so we can zip in and out whenever we want. Ryan fell asleep on the way home and didn't wake up until 4:09 AM Tuesday morning!
7) My parents got hit by the tail end of the Hazelton tornado the same day as the Parkersburg tornado. They had softball sized hail, lost shingles, ruined the siding and air conditioner compressor, and the silo has spiral cracks in it. The middle row of trees in the grove were sheared off at the base. I guess that they were under the stairs in the basement and were sure there wouldn't be a house left when they went upstairs. They were very lucky. The farm south of them lost their bin and barn, and the windows in their house were blown out.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Sesame Street Live
San Diego Pictures
Statue of Navy Man returning from war.
The biggest Hen and Chicks I have ever seen in my life!
I finally got to see a Panda Bear! Everytime I have been to the zoo in Washington DC, the pandas were hiding inside!
Me suspended over the ocean on the USS Midway.
Our free appetizer at Buster's. We used every tacky tourist coupon we could.

















