Thursday, January 31, 2008

Thoughts & Feelings

Dear bloggy, sorry I've neglected you. When I go this long without a post, it means I have a slew of random thoughts piled up in my head just ready for me to word vomit on out. Blllleeeeeeecccchh...

  • Know what's funny? I have had a lot of rage lately over really dumb things. Not road rage (though I did observe a mediation yesterday in which one of the parties said (direct quote) "I have road rage coming out of my butt." What does that even mean?) but just rage in general, and I think part of that is because I do too many school things. So I am working on delegating and the rage is already subsiding...out my butt. Whatever that means.
  • Sometimes I bombard people. Come on, I'm not that intense, but sometimes I overwhelm people, and watching them get overwhelmed is just weird enough for me to freak myself out but just funny enough that I can't quite stop. Why does this happen?
  • We're taking a hypnobirthing class, and just the title cracks me up. I keep calling it our "childbirth" class so people won't know that I'm a hippie, but turns out, I am kind of a hippie, and I just don't think that can stay a secret forever. I don't really get what it will be about though, AND I don't really get childbirth, and I don't really get kids. Basically I don't know what I'm getting into but I think I just might really like it. Sometimes I just stare at my belly and watch it move and I love it.
  • From a recent class (which yes, is at the law school, even though it sometimes feels like 8th grade health mixed with D.A.R.E. bc we talk about communication and self-esteem) I took a communication-style quiz and learned that sometimes, I actually prefer interrupters. Bc I am an interrupter, and when people interrupt me I enjoy it because it makes me feel like they're engaging, and when they don't, I end up thinking they're boring when really they're just polite. This is part of why I overwhelm people, because I prefer high-energy conversations uber-full of interrupting one another. Is it possible to e-interrupt? Point to ponder. Either way, I just learned this about myself and keep thinking about it and how it's right on the money.
  • Are people still seriously mixing up dessert and desert? There is a big sign at the grocery store above some gloves and beanies that says "Dessert gear" and it reminds me why they still do those jr. high exercises about the differences between "sit" and "set" used in a sentence, even though no one I know mixes them up.
  • There is a sign in one of the bathrooms at the law school that cracks me up each day:
"Need a quieter place to study? Try the 4th floor reading room, where silence is strictly enforced."

First of all, why is this sign in the bathroom? Are people studying in the bathroom and finding it too noisy? And what do you mean, STRICTLY enforced? Forceful shushing? Corporal punishment? Italics? Wtf, man. If you need a quieter place to study, go home or put in some freaking earplugs. Also, it's 2008. They have HEADPHONES now.

12 comments:

erin g said...

wow, i don't even know what hypnobirthing is. i mean, i guess i can surmise that it involves getting hypnotized while you give birth? so that you don't need pain medication??? i'm intrigued.

Piglet 26 said...

ummm...would you feel at all awkward if I said I stalk your blog at least 5 times a day and I daydream about taking photographs of you in the nudie...well not all of you, but just your belly! and then maybe in some tight clothes...and then maybe your husband could be in some of them...

ok if that was at all awkward, just ignore the previous post:

Wow...stay out of the bathroom and study in the strictly enforced study room, then you know you are serious about studying!

Nikki said...

It seems that the latest term for "hippie" is "crunchy" when it comes to parenting. I like watching the morphing pregnant belly too (when I'm pregnant. Which I'm not.)

I love interrupter-type conversations. It ticks me off to no end when I'm talking to Danny and he doesn't even "um" or "uh huh." I'm like, "Are you even listening to me?!" But I can think of a few people in particular where we are constantly interrupting each other and the conversation changes topic several times and it's like we can't talk fast enough or don't have enough time to really get all the opinions and knowledge we possibly can from each other. And that's how my brain works. And I like it. You can talk to me anytime and I'll interrupt you.

megandjon said...

I'm in hypnobirthing too!!! I love it. I know all kinds of people who have done it and given birth and love it too, so I'm relying on their experiences and whenever some annoying, but well-meaning person starts telling me their horror stories and how much they loved their epidurals or whatever I just close my ears and go "la la la"! ok, maybe i'm not capable of such rudeness, but i definitely let my eyes glaze over, nod politely, and sing "la la la" in my mind. plus, i wouldn't really relegate hypnobirthing to hippies. even if you plan on the epidural and not naturalness, the hypnobirthing just helps you do the whole thing much more calmly. i love anything that reduces my stress levels, quite frankly, and i'm not even really nervous about giving birth anymore.

and also, embrace the hippieness. I have, probably to a ridiculous extent! but then, i've always been unapologetically hippie.

Ashley is Blogalicious! said...

um...I am experiencing the "apparently, I bombard people syndrome" too. I swear I'm not an intense person. What's going on here?

Also, I hate it when people are loud in the library. HATE IT. HATE IT. I want to ITALICS them. I go to the library to study, not to listen to people talk on their cell phones.

Claire and Steve said...

Hypnobirthing? I've never even heard of that, but that's not surprising b/c I'm not contemplating or expecting childbirth anytime soon. How interesting! I also don't understand the notices in the bathroom about the reading room.

Anna said...

Will you teach me how to filter rage through my bum? I am a little nervous about that. Do you think it has anything to do with hypnobirthing? Will they talk about that there? ;)
love your deep thoughts...

Anonymous said...

I had major rage when I was pregnant too. My husband asked my doctor to medicate him if she couldn't medicate me. It all went away when I gave birth. Thank god.

Danielle said...

I think I figured out why we get along so well Kathleen (or at least why I'm under the impression that we get along) -- we're both hippies (I plan on being a fan of hypnobirthing and I more often than not think I'd do better as a vegetarian and I would really love to get my nose pierced) and I am totally an interrupter! It's all coming together now . . .

snittymagee said...

thank you for writing WTF. the end

Dot said...

You're hypnobirthing! Cool! I want to do that to, because every time I've been given painkillers/anesthesia I'm barfing all over the place. Not a good state for welcoming the little one into the world. I can't wait to talk to you about it.

Dot said...

He he he! Dessert gear! That conjures images of some crazed martha stewart type who insists on keeping the pastry bags and cookie cutters at arms length just in case of emergency. Of course, I'm not so different with my chocolate chips.