Attentively Attentive to all Things

So it's 10:30pm, and I'm still trying to make sense of this day.  The morning started out rushed as usual, but I made it to work on time.  The four hours I spent at work were hectic, but productive. I forgot Caris' bag so I had to go home first, then drive out to the parents house to drop of Caris for an afternoon of Grandma time.  When I finally made it back home, I did some menial housework that took all of fifteen minutes, then sat down to do homework.  This is where things go haywire. I could not focus.  And this was before learning I had been made Managing Editor of The Aurora.  The problem is, I wasn't focused on anything in particular, I just couldn't focus on my assignment.  This is not a good sign, because these assignments in Modern World Literature are long, and I have to really keep on the ball to get them completed.  *sigh*  I hope this isn't a sign of issues to come. Tomorrow is the chili cook-off downtown.  I'm still...

So it's 10:30pm, and I'm still trying to make sense of this day.  The morning started out rushed as usual, but I made it to work on time.  The four hours I spent at work were hectic, but productive. I forgot Caris' bag so I had to go home first, then drive out to the parents house to drop of Caris for an afternoon of Grandma time.  When I finally made it back home, I did some menial housework that took all of fifteen minutes, then sat down to do homework.  This is where things go haywire. I could not focus.  And this was before learning I had been made Managing Editor of The Aurora.  The problem is, I wasn't focused on anything in particular, I just couldn't focus on my assignment.  This is not a good sign, because these assignments in Modern World Literature are long, and I have to really keep on the ball to get them completed.  *sigh*  I hope this isn't a sign of issues to come. Tomorrow is the chili cook-off downtown.  I'm still not sure if we're goin...

One of my classes this semester, Images of Beauty and American Women, focuses on what we believe beauty is, and the images of what define beauty for us. Our textbook is not really a textbook, but a feminist-inspired book called The Beauty Myth- How Images of Beauty Are Used Against Women , by Naomi Wolf. Having just delved into chapter 1, it's already caught my interest and inspired this blog post. Our first assignment was to create a collage of images that represent what we think beauty looks like. Mine was full of images of friends, my family, and nature. For me, beauty is not only a feature of a human face, but a personality trait as well. I also find beauty in the simple aspects of nature: a raindrop on a rose petal, a grassy meadow of wildflowers, or a serene lake just before sunrise. The laughter of a child, or a voice raised in song are all beautiful to me. My belief probably does not conform to what society defines as beauty, but so be it. Or maybe it does? The other part o...