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Archive for May 10th, 2008

Friday, May 9

Once again, my stomach was ruling the course of my day.  I felt queasy, tired and irritable.  My stomach hurt for most of the day, which was unpleasant.  I was thinking about the books out there on Celiac disease and gluten intolerance, and they are all pretty much about diet and recipes.  There are no books out there, that I have found, that really focus on the symptoms, replapses and lifestyle issues that affect those dealing with the disease.  There are no books that really explain what it’s like to live with Celiac before cutting the gluten out, and what it’s like once you attempt to cut out gluten. 

I figured, when I do put this blog into a book, I will have to really focus on that – because it’s really what’s been dominating my life this year – the struggles with following such a strict diet, the sickness and mood issues that come with it.

I spent the first part of the day in  meetings, including a wine tasting to evaluate the progress of the 2007 vintage.  It was really interesting to taste where the wines are now and to see where they are going.  The whites, that are already in the bottle, were vibrant but still a little tight.  But they were lovely.  And the diffent blocks of vineyard selections of Pinot Noir were supple, lush, with good fruit – albiet with some intrigue that for a moment makes you wonder - is this off?   But it’s not.  It’s actully too soon to really evaluate these wines because they are still evolving in the barrel. 

The winemaker indicated he was pleased with where the wine are at this point, and taught us about what’s going on with the wine at this point, and our vineyard manager chimed in with information of what happened in the vineyard during the last vintage to help us with our assessment and learning.  It was a really great exercise.

In the afternoon I got a phone call from a friend of mine from back east.  We worked for the same distributor and came out to Pinot Camp back in 2004.  I always admired him for his great palate and wine knowledge, he’s a cool guy and like a big brother.  He and his wife were in town with his boss to meet up with their suppliers.  I met them for dinner at Tina’s in Dundee.  Some other friends were there from two other wineries, so it ended up being one big wine industry dinner.  I had scallops wrapped in bacon, a greens salad with hazelnuts and the duckbreast with cooked greens and risotto.  The table ordered a bottle of pink bubbly, a Riesling, a Pinot Noir and then a fun Bordeaux blend from Red Mountain in Washington.

After, we went to the back room at Nick’s in McMinnville.  We met up with another wine country couple.  It was good fun to hang out.  I was happy to hang out with my former co-worker and to get to know his wife.  She’s a remarkable woman – a professional cellist.  I told them that they had to come back and that they had a free place to stay.  So, hopefully they’ll come back with their daughter.

To end my day,  I was on my way home, driving down 99/The Pacific Highway toward Tigard and I thought more about this election.  I was actually upset with women in America.  I know you shouldn’t vote for someone just for their gender, just as you shouldn’t vote for someone on one issue.  But, for the women who are backing Obama at this point, I can’t help but to wonder if they subconsciously believe that only a man can lead our country. 

From the beginning of time, women have been put in a place below men.  We still make .75 to each $1.00 men make.  Interestingly enough, though, there are more women in higher education in America then men.  And yet I think some women still subscribe to archaic ideas, whether they realize it or not.  Perhaps I’m wrong.  But, I struggle with understanding why women, who are in the majority in the US, would not wholeheartedly support the first woman who can actully beat the challenger!  Why aren’t they stepping up and putting Hillary in that position? 

And then I wondered, are there some women who are judging Hillary unfairly, like the catty women who look you over in the gym and fire away mean glances oozing with their judginess?  I certainly hope not.  Now is the time when I hope women can come together and support the sacred feminine - our important position in society as the nurturers, caregivers, compassionate beings and powerful mothers -we are the ones that carry and deliver life.  It’s time, ladies.  IT IS TIME.

We are in the majority.  It is time to hear our voice.  We are women – hear us roar and let us take care of our wounded nation.  Women out there….sisters, daughters, mothers, grandmothers – tune in!  Do your part.  Make Susan B. Anthony and Elizabeth Cady Stanton proud! 

In 1848, at the Seneca Falls Convention in New York, Anthony and Stanton began the 70 year struggle to secure the right to vote for women.  Today, 160 years later, headed toward a new Convention, we could put a New York female Senator in the White House as President. 

And think about this for a moment.  There are still nations of the world, specifically within the Middle East, that continue to deny women the right to vote.  Wouldn’t it be marvelous to make those sexist world leaders in the Middle East have to deal with a woman leading the most powerful nation in the world?  Putting a woman in the Oval Office would force change that is global.  I don’t think there’d be the same impact by putting a man with the name Barack Obama in that position.  Nuff said.

And to that end, I found an interesting article addressing why some feminists are not supporting Clinton for Obama:  democrats_feminists

I really don’t think there’s enough change by putting yet another man in the White House,  which also restores the idea that the White House needs a prim and proper Jackie-O little wife to keep things status-quo.  It’s too damn bad that Michelle Obama isn’t running for office instead of her husband.  Now THAT would be interesting.

 

 

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Thursday, May 8
8:50 p.m.

After considering my ailments, I have thought about the fact that I am not doing yoga and I’m not meditating.  I had been on a path - listening to different Rinpoches teach about peace, elightenment and compassion; promising myself to take the time to meditate and do yoga; following my gluten-free diet with precision, etc.  I really felt like I was finding something, discovering something – learning and improving.

And then I stumbled off that path.  I wonder if this is part of the course??

I woke up still feeling queasy from the night before, but I did have a great night’s sleep.  I couldn’t eat anything too sweet or heavy this morning.  So I made toast from brown rice bread and drank a glass of sparkling water.  At work, I still had no appetite.  For lunch, I ate sprouted brown rice with a little salt and pepper and a bottle of Vitamin water.

I left work a litle early today to meet my colleague/friend at Upper Deck for the Redwings/Dallas game that started at 4:30 p.m.  I got there before her and saw Mike from Michigan (from last week).  He invited me to sit with him.  Soon, my friend joined us.  And then some of her friends.  And then we met a guy who just moved here, another Redwings fan named Chris.  We became a sudden cadre of Redwings support.  They won 4-1.

I drank four glasses of ginger ale, some chips and salsa, and then I had a burger without the bun with a side salad.  On my way home, I took the Bridgeport Village exit to pick up a gelato – half panacotta and half pistachio.  It was cold outside but still I longed for the sweet, refreshing, creamy, loveliness of gelato.  I walked back to my car, the cold cup of gelato in one hand, the other clasping a small, plastic spoon sweeping up curl after glorious cold curl, and I sat in my car in the parking garage to finish enjoying the treat.  I was alone. 

I thought about this while the nutty and caramel flavors melted in my mouth.  I went to an ice cream shop by myself.  I had never done that.  I’ve dined out by myself.  I’ve gone to movies by myself.  But, I have never gone to an ice cream shop by myself before.  It’s weird, when I was a teen my favorite date was going to the Baskin Robbins in the Twinbrook shopping center with my sweetie.  Summer time in Virginia, with its hot, humid and languid nights, joy and refreshment came in the form of an ice cream cone.  All the other young couples were there, too, scattered between a few small families. 

Anyway.  I am not sad about being alone.  I am thoughtful and reflective about it – in seeking inner peace and in discovering my purpose. 

But, it was really nice to sit quietly and still in my car and to be reflective and grateful for my gelato – and so many other blessings that have come my way.

Now, if only I can get back on track with all of that mindful, spiritual, healthy living…

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