Monday, August 25, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
I expect if I used "monkey" to describe a cute black kid in the States, I'd be shot. Apparently, according to a recent returnee from the U.K., it's also an absolute no-no over there, although "cheeky monkey" is acceptable. So, what to do with Makeda?
Since she's arrived, I've noticed that people in her life have dealt with this issue in a few different ways. There's those that bite their lip mid-stream through the word and replace it with "peanut" or another substitute, those that have never used it when referring to her, and a third group that, whether intentionally, so as not to single her out, or simply out of ignorance of the potential sensitivity of the word, continue to use it. I don't object to any of these approaches. I know that the word is not racially charged up here, and I don't want people to feel they should treat her differently, when the pet name is clearly not a racial slur. For those who choose not to use it, I take that as a sign of respect and an effort not to offend, even though I expect they know that no offense will be taken.
Having said all that, I think this is a pretty big deal south of the border. I know I will consciously take it out of my vocabulary when I'm down in the States with her. But so far as general use goes, is this just an instance of "when in the States, do as the Americans do", but otherwise don't treat her any differently here at home? Or is this an issue of such sensitivity in some countries, that it does (or should) transcend borders, simply out of respect?
Inquiring minds (well at least one inquiring mind) want to know...
Saturday, August 9, 2008
1. Answer annoying questionnaire
2. Choose 7 bloggers who I feel are super awesome hot mama bloggers and "give” them the SAHMBOSS award. They will post their own answers to the questionnaire on their own blog and they will choose 7 more recipients. So basically this amounts to no more than email chain letter torture.
Here is the questionnaire:
A. Attached or single? Single, and looking. (Although, if one more friend points out another good looking black man on the street and mutters "baby daddy, 11 o'clock" in my ear, I may just choose to remain single)
B. Best friend? See comment under "tagging", below.
C. Cake or pie? Definitely pie. Cherry pie.
D. Day of choice? Saturday
E. Essential item? My crackberry. No wait, that's pathetic. Plus, I change my answer to Makeda.
F. Favorite color? Blue
G. Gummy bears or worms? Hate 'em all. Gimme chocolate.
H. Hometown? Vancouver, BC
I. Indulgence? Way too many to list but they generally begin with a glass of good wine.
J. January or July? No contest. July.
K. Kids? 1 awesome daughter. 2 additional kids with fur coats.
L. Life isn’t complete without? Friends and family (including bloggy friends).
M. Marriage date? 12th anniversary would have been next Tuesday if it had ever come off
N. Number of brothers & sisters? 2 sisters
O. Oranges or apples? Apples - Pink Lady
P. Phobias? Dying in a plane crash or some other way where you see it coming and can't stop it.
Q. Quotes? Got none. I'm not that edumacated in the Arts.
R. Reasons to smile? My baby girl.
S. Season of choice? Fall
T. Tag seven peeps! (see below)
U. Unknown fact about me? Hey, I'm an open book.
V. Vegetable? Carrots. Used to eat them in sandwiches as a kid.
W. Worst habits? Potty mouth - although that's all in the eye of the beholder
X. X-ray or ultrasound? Huh?
Y. Your favorite food? Pizza (thin crust). French fries. And, being the white trash kind of gal I am, Kraft slices with miracle whip on white bread.
Z. Zodiac sign? Libra
Now here's the fun part. I’m tagging... drumroll please... NO ONE. Either I don't have seven friends, or I'm just taking pity on the ones that I have and saving them from the suffering imposed by questionnaires. You choose.
Monday, August 4, 2008
It's not professional - it's not even pretty. But this is the best I can do. This is the noise Makeda has been making since the day I first met her. She used to be able to go on for hours, but it's been fading fast and now I think it's gone forever. I wanted to record it for her and it's a good thing I did since I've not heard it since I captured it last week. As you can see, it's a noise that seems to take a lot of effort...