In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Why I Love 

Here's an example of why I love my guy. We went to dinner at Blossoming Lotus last night before my mindfulness-based cognitive therapy group (where I go to meditate, essentially). It started at 6:00, and I didn't want to be late and I didn't want to be early. (Call me Goldilocks.) So we left the restaurant and went to the car. It was 5:43. Mario put the keys in the ignition and was going to start the car. "Let's wait a bit," I said. "I don't want to be too early." So Mario started to get out the sudoku from the paper to do. I sat looking around. Then at 5:46, I said, "Okay, let's get going. I don't want to be late." Mario put the paper away and started the car. I said, "You know, I am a control freak." Mario said, "Naw, you're more of a control artist." I laughed. Yes, I will cop to that. I am a control artiste.

Love ya, babe.

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Posted by: Kim Antieau / 5/01/2007 09:57:00 AM
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