The scene from the Indians home opener Friday, where an Indians fan in redface was toe-to-toe with an Native American protestor, looks like a cartoon from 12 years ago.
I’ve been a Cleveland Indians fan my whole life, and not once have I heard any of my fellow fans say “Kill ‘em Savages.” While I can certainly see why some people might be offended by Chief Wahoo, let’s not say the picture and the cartoon are nearly identical. I think the cartoonist took some creative liberty with Chief Wahoo, as he is never illustrated looking mean or savage at all. I’ll repeat that I get why the cartoonization of an American Indian is seen as offensive, and I would not be angry if they stopped using Chief Wahoo altogether. However, the Indians name and any associated slogans invoke a spirit of camaraderie (“It’s Tribe Time!”; “Let’s Go Tribe!”) rather than savagery.
I finally finished Chico’s bed. Now it’s just a matter of getting him to sleep in it instead of taking up half of a king size bed.
But I’ve lived long enough now and seen enough death to know that every day is a gift. It’s the sort of earnest banality you might see emblazoned in needlepoint at an elderly relative’s house, but it’s so true. Thing is, it’s not something most of us take time to think about…unless something awful happens.
This article speaks to the anxiety I experience on a daily basis. For me, understanding and accepting the fleeting and unpredictable nature of life comes with a whole host of morbid thoughts that are often hard to suppress.
How do you stay “mindful,” as the author puts it, without going down a grief spiral?
My Malocclusion Woes
So I’ve been dealing with a lot of headache/jaw/malocclusion issues lately and feel like I’ve gotten the runaround from everybody I’ve gone to.
Here’s the timeline:
- Had braces when I was 14.
- Had beautiful, straight, functional teeth until age 24.
- March 2012 - Picture was taken of me with same straight teeth.
- September 2012 - Realized my teeth were not fitting together like they used to. My bite is open in the front, and my upper molars have moved outward.
- Underwent physical therapy to help “fix” my jaw pain.
- Jaw pain persisted because teeth still didn’t fit together.
- Was referred to an orthodontist. He said I have a tongue thrust and need speech therapy. He won’t do any orthodontics to move my teeth until he uncovers the reason they moved in the first place.
- Did four weeks of speech therapy before the exercises got to be too painful (because teeth were hitting together).
- Saw oral surgeon this morning. He wants to break my upper jaw and move it to realign my teeth. Says ortho “won’t work because my jaws won’t support it.”
My jaw won’t support my teeth moving back to where they had been for a decade before this problem started? What the F?
Is it just me, or does it seem that all of my problems would be fixed if my teeth were just moved back to how they were after I got my braces off? Too bad I can’t get anyone to help me do that.
I’ll bring home the bacon if you’ll bring home the happiness.
When initially I read the viral article "Marriage Isn’t for You," I agreed with it. My boyfriend and I having recently moved in together, it served as a nice reminder to focus on the needs of the other person instead of approaching every situation solely from my own perspective. Of course being less selfish will improve a relationship, right?
Several days have passed since I read the original article, and a friend of mine shared this article, which raises some objections to the points made in the original. It pointed out what I’ve said for a long time but which my conformist subconscious neglected to remember: that relationships are a two-way street. If I spend 100% of my energy in an attempt to make my significant other happy, and my significant other spends 100% of his energy to make me happy, we’re both relying solely on the other person for our own happiness. Humans are imperfect creatures, so we can’t expect them to succeed in making us happy 100% of the time.
I’m not saying that long-term relationships don’t require a little compromise and selflessness. But to say that a good relationship is never about you is simply unrealistic. Just as you can’t expect your significant other to fulfill all your social, intellectual, and emotional needs, it’s equally unfair to place the entire burden of your happiness on your partner’s shoulders.
Chico and me enjoying the sunset by the fire.
Feliz Día de los Muertos!
Bumper sticker: “The South was right”
Somebody please egg this guy’s car.