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I am Woman, Hear Me Roar!

Today marks the start of National Women's History Month, and I am pleased.  In honor of the month I think I'm going to post each Thursday about women I look up to.  Today I will post about Eleanor Roosevelt and Dolly Parton.  Before you get all agitated and try to say, "Whoa, Krista, you cannot possibly compare these two women.  You cannot possibly put Dolly in the same category as the previous First Lady!"

Oh yes I can.  Oh yes I will.

Both Eleanor and Dolly are well known for their looks, but for entirely different reasons.  It is a wide-spread opinion that Eleanor Roosevelt was not a pretty woman, whereas Dolly is known for her beauty, natural and otherwise.  Regardless, neither woman wanted to be known for their looks alone.  Both have fought and contributed to the greater good.  Eleanor worked with the Red Cross and the early civil rights movements.  Dolly contributes countless time and money to underprivileged children and the war on AIDS.  Both women have used their fame for things other than getting the front page of a newspaper or magazine.  They represent strength and courage when the world's eye expected something completely different. 

Eleanor and Dolly, I salute you.

"I'm not offended by all of the dumb-blonde jokes because I know I'm not dumb--and I'm also not blonde."  Dolly Parton

"No one can make me feel inferior without my permission."  Eleanor Roosevelt

No Title Today...But Lots of Bad Language

Can I just say I'm more than a little sick of every single celebrity who fucks up going into counseling or rehab?  I'm sorry, but it doesn't mask the fact that you screwed up royally.  And maybe you don't need counseling.  Maybe you're just a fuck-up.  Maybe we're all getting a little tired of you blaming your screw-ups on a personal tragedy, a personal battle, and internal struggle to be yourself because life in the spotlight has made you the way you are.

There's a big fuss over what Isaiah Washington said about a coworker on Grey's Anatomy.  Now he's in counseling. 

"With the support of my family and friends, I have begun counseling. I regard this as a necessary step toward understanding why I did what I did and making sure it never happens again. I appreciate the fact that I have been given this opportunity and I remain committed to transforming my negative actions into positive results, personally and professionally," Isaiah said in a statement released to Access Hollywood.

I have a few ideas, Isaiah.  Maybe you're just a nasty person.  Maybe you just don't think before any little thought comes flying out of your mouth.  Maybe you honestly think you are so big that you don't need to censor your personal views and opinions and take other folks' feelings into consideration.  Whatever the case, I actually don't think you need counseling.  I think this is some pathetic cover-up to try to save your career.  I think instead of counseling you should promise that for as long as you live, you will censor yourself and think for 2 seconds before running off at the mouth.  It's called being a responsible grown-up, and you don't need a Freudian psychoanalyst to tell you that. 

That'll be $95.00 and call your mother every now and again.  Try good manners.

It was really grey and dismal last weekend, and with Steve away hunting I went into a bit of a slump.  So I dug around in the stash (!) and found the perfect project.

The brightest sock yarn I could find.  A little something to get my mind off the dismal winter outside.

Toe-up, my own pattern.  It's better that way, I promise.  I just do a toe-up cast-on and work from there.  They fit better and I don't have to keep reading notes to see if I'm messing it up.

Steve's back now (yay), and the sun it is a-shining, but I am glad I have this pick me up, especially after a long day at work.

An extra shot...This one's all for Alice.