I blithely popped onto WordPress to read posts last night.
And had my mind blown up.
I awoke early this morning and followed up by going to instagram to see what more I could learn.
The fragments of my mind are swamped.
I am a white American woman.
I know I was raised to be biased against anyone not a WASP.
I know I have NO idea what it is like to not be raised as this person this way.
I try very hard to overcome this, and I am sure I often fail. I am more sure of this than ever.
I will try harder.
Oops. Sorry about last week. It was kind of crazy, but we did manage some fun things around the craziness.
I have a new job at work, started it this Monday. That meant I spent a good chunk of last week, including Friday morning, sorting out STUFF from the old job and rearranging things and giving all the old away and acquiring all the new. Busy. But I think it will be a good change for me.
After working up a sweat moving files in the morning, I raced home, cleaned up a slight bit and ran to Belfast with A (who got to work half a day as she had already far exceeded her 40 hours for the week.) We wanted to go to the Juice Cellar in Belfast, which was having its grand opening. It is run by one of the two Chris Roberts I know in the Belfast area, and I wanted to support him in this new venture. SO glad I did. I have never been to a juice bar before, so maybe it is just normal, but it was INCREDIBLE! Smelled like fresh heavenly fruit when I walked in the door. I ordered one of his stock recipes, and he made it fresh for me while I waited. Just delicious. I highly recommend it. wwwthejuicecellar.com for more info.
Then, as long as we were in Belfast (he he he) I asked A if we could stop at Fiddlehead Artisans, the fabric store I am in love with. She said yes, and while she sat in the car with a strawberry lime smoothie, I raced in , chose two different fabrics to make summer skirts with and ran back out. I’ll try to remember to get photos of the fabric to post here. REMIND ME if I forget.
Stopped at our favorite local take out (Crosby’s, Bucksport) on the way home.
It was a GOOD Friday.