Notes on an Ongoing Behavioural Cryptofamilial Study
Current and future researchers know that our subjects are sentient, intelligent, and, crucially, literate. Findings must, nevertheless, be published. This creates an inherent conflict. My fellow researchers have reported their research findings (see above) with a strong overtone, even scaffolding, of humor. This is understandable as humor is often an effective barrier to the potential backlash from parties concerned. They are assuming, or perhaps just hoping, that the shotgun wielding nuns or Planeteers (as occasionally referred to) and their known associates will be misdirected from the coded ideas embedded within their works. This may be successful. Not being a risk taker, this is not how I will proceed.
Ideologies and Struggles
Pedagogy of Males in a Female-Dominated Household
By the Tall Dark Handsome One
Me: “Look, Esther, Kevin set rules and guidelines for himself. I have no intentions of doing that.”
Esther: “You really should though.”
So, here are a few things that my wife instructed me to do when writing my section of the post:
- No morbid sarcasm (emphasis hers)
- Piggyback (or “froggyhop,” as she said in a moment of mental weakness) off of past posts for inspiration
- Try not to just make fun of me the whole time
Isn’t there some saying that goes like, “Listen to your wife, or sleep on the couch for life”? Maybe I just made that up; in that case: ©2015. Continue reading “Guest Post: Ideologies and Struggles from Marcus Epps”
Ramblings and Musings
Stream of consciousness from a grown up child
KEVIN J AAGAARD
neversuchdevotedsistersblog.wordpress.com is not an easy place to find. neversuchdevotedsisters.wordpress.com is easier, but someone already claimed that name. AND POSTED ONE THING EVER.
Anyway, I mentioned this Christmas break that I would be willing to take part in a guest post since it can be so hard to come up with things to talk about often enough to stick to a rigid schedule.
Really though, it seems like kind of a chore to consistently write blog posts, mostly because writing is boring and feels like homework. Worst of all is having to apply a filter to everything I say, so it can’t just be stream of consciousness. When I got right down to it, I realized I had to lay out some rules for myself.
- Don’t be mean
- Be fashionably literate.
- That’s it.
Here I am, having recently completed my 37th year. From the perspective of the college students I direct and my younger cohort members, I can see that 37 sounds old, especially in its proximity to 40. Sometimes, like after two plus hours of contra dancing yesterday, I feel older. There is sadness sometimes that I don’t have some the things that many of the friends my age have–partner, children, steady job. Only sometimes, though. Much of the time, I feel great. My thirties is when I figured out (with the help of physical therapists) how to have a healthy, capable body. I am so glad for that. I have work that I enjoy and I’m working toward a degree that seems right. Most days I feel steadier–more accepting of me, with better knowledge of how to take care of myself and be real and present with whoever I’m with–than I did at 30 or even 35. I have great family and friends–with and without kids, partnered or not, working different kinds of jobs, and all thoughtful, intelligent, hard working, creative, supportive, funny, tolerant of my quirks. It’s a good life. I’m not sure what the future holds, especially after I finish school, but my 37th year was excellent and I’m trusting my 38th and beyond can be also.
Rach, thanks for coming for the annual Ethiopian birthday feast. It is so much nicer now that I don’t do all of the cooking. Remember the days of cooking all day for lots of people? Huzzah for Ethiopian restaurants and for the friends and family members who were able to make the drive to eat with me. Wish you could have all been there. I didn’t think to take any pictures of the festivities, but I did get some quality pictures of Miriam and I making faces together during the evening. I’ll mix them in as we go along.
Like the millions of other Americans starting a new year with fitness resolutions, I’ve been thinking a lot about eating healthy and exercising regularly. At 23 I’m already finding it harder to stay fit than at 21!
In an effort to actually follow through on resolutions to eat healthier and lose weight, Marcus and I are starting our third bout of the whole30. (Bout makes it sound like a disease… And although the temptation to eat forbidden foods during the month does plague us, we find it quite the opposite of disease!) It’s a 30-day program where you focus on eating whole foods: veggies, fruits, meat, seafood, eggs, nuts, seeds, and unrefined oils. You cut out dairy, grains, refined sugar, refined oils, processed foods, and alcohol. I’ve felt great the last two times we did it. I no longer got a slump in the afternoon where I felt tired and drained. My body felt fueled and streamlined. Today is day 2, so wish us luck! Continue reading “Mind over matter”
Our blog is a bit baby crazy it seems, not that I mind too much. It will be sweet to look back at our posts about new babies and pregnancy in 5 or 10 years and see how much has changed. Friends and sisters who want to hear about other aspects of my life, be patient. Hopefully next week we’ll get some new perspectives, including a special guest post from two devoted husbands that isn’t baby related :-). Now, onto MORE BABY TALK!
I’m at week 26 and things are getting real! The baby moves a lot more, especially when my bladder is full. Lately, I’ll feel the need to go and it is urgent, because baby will start moving around and kicking up a storm. We went to see the Hobbit and baby boy seemed to really like it, he kicked so much Kevin could feel it too. We’re the weirdos in the movie theater now. Imagine, a thrilling fight scene on screen, and a pregnant lady with her husband’s hand on her belly, beaming. It seems extra special when Kevin can feel it too. Continue reading “Our blog isn’t only about babies, it just seems like it sometimes…”