My baby now has fingerprints, which strikes me as odd, though I can’t figure out why.
I feel a huge push to do something – I want to do my job better, I want to do things differently, I want to help the people I work with more. Joe and I had a discussion last night (cut short because I had to get to an appointment). I am very frustrated with the way things are, and very driven to help change happen, but I don’t know where to start or even if I have a right to. I’m also worried about getting in too deep.
I really want Iris Evans to know that the part of her speech she apologized for (if you consider saying “I’m sorry people were offended when my comments were taken out of context” an apology) is not the part that was really offensive. I think most people agree that they’d rather have one parent stay home with their children, and that they worry about not being able to do that. The part of her speech that was offensive was the part when she said that by dropping your child off at daycare you are exposing them to a future as a mentally disturbed person and/or a criminal.
I’m really starting to resent people who think it’s okay to complain about politics when they don’t even try to understand what’s going on or how things work – and especially people who don’t vote. I wondered aloud yesterday how many people are tinting their Twitter avatars green to show solidarity with Iranians, but don’t even exercise their right to vote here in Canada.
I am a firm believer in the power of young Canadians. I have seen the passion and the brilliance, but I have also met the people that the older generations complain about. The entitled ones, the ones who don’t know how to work hard, the selfish ones. I want those people to fail miserably.
I want to help change the world, but I don’t know how to start and who to ask for help.
I really wish people would spend more time concentrating on the important things.
I also really wish someone could give me all the answers, or at least a few, or let me know that everything will work out based on the decisions I’m making.
My life would be easier if I weren’t so afraid of making mistakes.
I really wish I were fit, or played some kind of sport. When I was a kid I was fat, clumsy and asthmatic, all of which combined to make me hate gym. I have been injured by almost every piece of sporting equipment you can think of.
I wish I had some skill when it comes to doing make-up and styling hair. If I have a daughter, I’m going to have to bring in outside sources for that stuff.
I believe women have the power to change the world, and I want part of my life’s work to involve helping them do just that.
I know that there are a lot of people out there that have children with a lot less income that we have, people buy houses, raise children, pay for daycare and groceries – I just wish someone could tell me how they do it.