Oh right, the writing thing…

Remember how I was going to write every day for the next 30 days? How’s that going? you might ask.

Thanks for asking, you! Here’s how it’s going:

I started this project on November 3rd, and so far I have 10 documents in a Scrivener project, ranging anywhere from a thousand words to a single sentence, which puts me about a week behind; apparently dwelling on politics and traveling across time zones is hazardous to good habits.

But I’m back at it! I’ll plan to write until I’ve created at least 20 more pages in this project. So far I have a few paragraphs of random crap and a few scenes from what could be a short story. It’s progress, and the built-in escapism that comes along with writing is a happy bonus. I need all the escapism I can get right now!


Better late than never

I haven’t written about the election because it’s given me too much anxiety to be coherent, but I should have forced myself into coherency much sooner.

It boggles my mind that Trump was nominated, let alone taken seriously as a candidate, let alone elected. There is something fundamentally broken in our system that allows a narcissistic personality to hold one of the most powerful positions in the world.

For Trump’s supporters, I’ve tried to be empathetic, but I associate Trump with racist, misogynistic actions that threaten our civil rights and freedoms. It’s difficult for me to separate the two — the friendly, neighborly people I interact with, and their support for a candidate whose ideology I abhor.

The thought that Donald Trump will do anything to help the people who clamored to get him elected is laughable, because the man has no regard for anyone but himself.

It’s not about being a Democrat or a liberal — it’s about wanting my kids to grow up in a world where climate change is recognized and treated as a threat, where my daughters have autonomy over their bodies, where I can send them to school without fear of them being grabbed (!) or harassed, where basic healthcare is a right and not a privilege, where complex international matters are handled with the consideration they deserve, where human beings are treated with respect regardless of race, gender identity, sexual orientation, religion, or creed.

Those aren’t “liberal” ideals — they’re human ideals, and ones that will be ignored or attacked by the upcoming Presidential administration, if their past actions are any indication.

I’m scared; not necessarily for myself, because I recognize my privilege as a white, middle-class woman allows me to stay mostly out of harm’s way. I’m scared for friends who don’t have that privilege, though, and I’m scared for what my kids will have to deal with when it’s said and done.

I can hide under a blanket for the next four years, or I can speak out. For now, that means donating to organizations that support at-risk minority groups, contacting my senators constantly, and becoming more aware and active in politics.

Feeling helpless? Here’s a list of things you can do now to help keep Trump’s administration in check and here is a spreadsheet with contact information for your Senators and House Representatives, with handy scripts for some of the most pressing concerns.

And if my Twitter and Facebook accounts are a constant stream of political information, well, now you know why.


Barcelona, Spain, Nov. 2016

Theme Team in Barcelona's Park Guell. Photo by Tammie Lister.

Theme Team in Barcelona’s Park Guell. Photo by Tammie Lister.

The day after the U.S. election, I flew to Barcelona for a team meetup. It was a bittersweet trip; on one hand, I was happy to have the distraction of travel, for the opportunity to escape to a foreign city and immerse myself in something that wasn’t U.S. politics.

On the other, I wanted to be with my family. I wanted to go home, curl up under a blanket and hide.

The election results were a frequent topic of conversation throughout the meetup, but we didn’t let it completely overshadow our fun. Besides, the trip itself threw its own interesting obstacles our way; lost (then found) wallets, viruses, a stolen laptop bag, and only one fluent Spanish speaker in the group, which made for some unique exchanges.

It wasn’t an easy trip, but as always, the people and the city made it worthwhile. Until next time, Theam!

Theme Team bringing the drama.

Theme Team bringing the drama. Photo by Tammie Lister.


Halloween 2016


This Halloween was a blur, as we spent the first half of the day driving back from the wedding. We’d stopped in Freeport overnight, but that meant 3.5 hours of driving with two wound-up kids and two tired parents.

I considered skipping trick-or-treating this year — I think the kids would have been OK with that — but after spending the majority of the day cooped up in the car, it was a relief to walk around and stretch my legs. After we got home, I told the kids to put on some costumes from their costume stash and we were off for the candy hunt.

Gwen went as a ladybug (note the pants are inside-out and backwards, a personal best), and Ellie went through a few costume changes before she settled on the above, claiming she was a maid.

Can’t tell they dressed themselves, can ya? 😉