Friday Gauge Check: Another Week Gone?

It’s time for our Friday rituals, the ceremonies of escorting one week out and preparing the next one. Which, around here, is the Gauge Check, where I take a look at my week and figure out where I’ve come from and where I’m going. Sometimes there are goals, sometimes I just talk about what’s going on in my life and my crafting. You are all welcome to join in in the comments.

I really have no idea where this week has gone.  Between the pages of a book, I think; I’ve read three volumes of manga, a few non-fiction books and a couple of novels this week.

The picture is a tree of origami cranes on display at the library.  We stopped by that branch to pick up a volume of the Sailor Moon manga, and they turned out to be having a book sale.  “Book sale” has to be one of the most magical phrases in the English language, don’t you think?  I picked up My Life in France, by Julia Child and Alex Prud’homme, which is a dangerous book to read when you’re not actively eating.  It made me want to go out and get Mastering the Art of French Cooking, except for the parts where 1) I don’t care for French cuisine and 2) it’s too hot to cook in my apartment.  (Not having air conditioning or screens on my windows has drastically altered my personal definitions of “hot.”)

I also read Toads and Diamonds by Heather Tomlinson (thumbs way up), Cinderella Ate My Daughter by Peggy Orenstein (fun and engaging), Free-Range Kids by Lenore Skenazy (fast read, made me feel better about motherhood), and  Agorafabulous! by Sara Benincasa (humorous but anxiety-inducing).  Three volumes of Sailor Moon.  I started Advent by James Treadwell, but I haven’t gotten very far in it.

The only knitting that really got attention this week was the second Diamonds and Cables sock – I got past the heel turn and I’m working on the leg, which is great, because I’m thinking the July Year of Good Intentions project is also going to be a pair of socks (the Welsh Traveling Socks from Shear Spirit), and I need to get them cast on before the month is over.  Or maybe I’ll give myself permission to skip July and go straight into August, making my project thirteen months instead of twelve?  I’m kind of bored with everything I’m knitting right now, and I need to find a new project that I’m excited about casting on, instead of feeling like everything I’m working on comes with a tremendous weight of obligation.

We went and saw the new Batman movie Friday afternoon.  It was excellent, though there were some parts that dragged, and I’m really kind of tired of universes in which women apparently don’t make up more than 50% of the population.  I loved Anne Hathaway’s Catwoman, though; I think she and Black Widow ought to get together and have coffee.  Mind-blowingly competent women fill me with great joy.

There’s not really anything I can say about the Colorado shooting that hasn’t already been said.  I think wrestling with that (the event itself, not necessarily what to say about it) is what kept me from finishing this before Sunday.  Things I do not want to hear:  criticisms of the parents who chose to take their children to the movie (because the worst thing you should have to worry about if you keep your kids up past their bedtime to see a movie is cranky kids the next day); criticisms of Nolan’s Batman universe (as if a story about fighting back against the darkness obviously inspires someone to do evil); any kind of excuse-making that blames the victims, or the media, or anything except the guy with the gun who decided that shooting a bunch of people would be a great way to spend a Thursday night.  It could have been any movie (inspired by Loki, someone decides to shoot a bunch of Marvel fans; inspired by Voldemort, someone decides to shoot a bunch of Muggles), it could have been any city, it could have been any group of victims.  People look for answers when terrible things happen.  They point fingers and place blame in an attempt to prove to themselves that it was more than just terrible luck that placed the victims in the path of the tragedy, and it gets ridiculous in a hurry.

It’s a manifestation of rape culture, and it happens any time there’s a tragedy, or an injury, or an accident.

What kind of parent brings an infant to a midnight movie?  Well, have you ever tried to find a babysitter on a Thursday night?  Odds are good that the baby will just sleep through the whole thing, anyway.

I didn’t go because Jack has to be at work early on Friday mornings; do I have the right to feel superior to people who don’t make that choice?  Or because I live in Portland, not Denver?  A friend of mine missed being in the World Trade Center on September 11th because she was sick that day – does she have the right to sneer at people who chose to go to work?  Of course not.  The only thing you can do when you avoid something terrible is to hug your family close and thank your deity of choice that you were spared.

It’s Sunday afternoon, and you’re alive.  What are you going to do with your day?

~ by Amber on July 22, 2012.

One Response to “Friday Gauge Check: Another Week Gone?”

  1. I loved Anne Hathaway’s Catwoman, though; I think she and Black Widow ought to get together and have coffee.

    I agree. There needs to be fanfic of this.

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