I’ve always envied people who are impervious to criticism, thick-skinned. Tough people. Insults seem to roll off them like water off a duck’s back, as the cliche goes.
The older I’ve gotten, the more I’ve realized that having thick skin isn’t always as effortless as it seems. Sure, some people are more naturally inclined that way. » Read more
“You follow the same adorable pattern over and over again,” Skyspook says.
I blush. “I’m sorry.”
“No,” he says. “I mean adorable in a positive way. I’m not belittling you. It really is charming.”
I smile. “What’s this pattern?”
According to Skyspook, it goes a little something like this:
Skyspook: You know what would help you? » Read more
Unless what you’re trying to do is piss someone off or hurt their feelings, whatever you do, don’t tell them, “You didn’t even try.”
Because that’s not something you can possibly know.
Maybe you don’t like the results.
Maybe you’re dissatisfied.
And maybe you would have done a better job if you were in their shoes (but then again, » Read more
A core principle in the field of ergonomics is that a workstation should be designed with the user’s comfort in mind. The tools are laid out to serve the body. When we contort our bodies in an effort to match up with poorly aligned tools, productivity suffers. And repetitive strain injuries can follow.
When I worked for a large hospital system, » Read more
I’m putting away groceries when I glance at the list I so helpfully left on the fridge.
Shit, I forgot to pick up salt.
You can’t cook anything without salt. It’s the oxygen of cooking. Or is that oxygen itself? My metaphors are a lot like my knife cuts. » Read more
PQ 3.2 — Have I sought input from everyone affected? Have I obtained their consent where my decision overlaps their personal boundaries? (Chapter 3 questions are all asked in the context of ones to ask to evaluate whether your choices are ethical.)
This is truly one of the trickiest parts of polyamory — » Read more
Skyspook’s Parents Read the Blog
I’m stabbing into a plate of chicken and waffles, coaxing a precarious squiggle of bacon jam onto my fork, when she says it.
“Page, we’ve been reading your blog.” It’s Skyspook’s mom. My mother-in-law.
“You… you what?” I say.
Skyspook smiles. “Really?” he says. » Read more
“I’m gonna train this son-of-a-bitch lizard brain to not take it personally when I’m rejected. From anything. Into the fire over and over until I stop feeling the burn. I might end up as Godzilla, and I’m perfectly cool with that,” I resolve angrily.
“What?” I ask. » Read more
“Wow, you’re poly?” she said. “I’d love to have an open relationship, but I’m too jealous. I could never do that.”
While I respect everyone’s decision to have whatever type of relationship they see fit (whether poly, mono, what have you), I’m always skeptical of people’s pronouncements that they couldn’t do poly. » Read more
Photo by Jenny Downing / CC BY
“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. » Read more