Bonus Links! (and a quick explanation)

BONUS LINKS:

Editing the previous post forced me to take out two worthwhile links, which I include here, with only a little context.

1: "On the other hand, womengirls in America seem to be the victims of an early sexualization. . . "

2: ("For God's sake, Alvy, even Freud speaks of a latency period.")

3: . . .greeting the boyfriend. . .

4: . . .Ogden Nash poem about baby girls and their future husbands. . .


QUICK EXPLANATION:

Sometimes I'll link to a dictionary definition of a word I use. I've been told this is patronizing. I just think they're cool words with cool definitions, and so I link 'em. I invite this (small) community to chime in and tell me if I'm being condescending. See, there! I did it again! Bwa ha ha ha!

Have a Gut Shabbos!

--FrumDad.

I May Have Seemed a Bit Cavalier Last Knight

In an email exchange about my last post, it was pointed out to me that it might not be so easy to dance about throwing away a thousand dollars for some families who can't afford to do so.

Which is exactly my point. My family can't afford to do so. I mean, it's not going to break us, but I'm not exactly biddy biddy bum all day long, either. I said that it would cost over a thousand dollars to replace the sheitels and falls, etc., but not that they'd be replaced anytime soon. If we were in a position for G to just run out and buy new sheitels to replace the ones we're discarding, I'd be less impressed with how she dealt with the whole situation in the first place. Instead, G's got the one sheitel, a few snoods and some tichels.

What I was trying to get at -- and apparently I didn't make it all the way, at least for my interlocutor -- is that there was a hardship in doing the thing I was doing, but that somehow the hardship was subordinate to (or perhaps subsumed into) a bigger, more powerful joy. Connected with the understanding that the joy somehow requires the hardship.

I'm sorry if I came off as cavalier about the financial repercussions of the whole wig situation, or about the financial situations of some of you out there in blogland. Such was not my intention.

--FD

[Update: I fixed the links that were all keflooey. Sorry. Thanks to DRiches for alerting me to the issue.]

*Another* "Protect" follow-up

Yeah, I know; this is just lazy blogging.

The fact is this week is looking totally hairy at work and at home, if I do get to post it'll be short and probably Friday.

So when I saw this post, I thought it would make a nice follow-up to my Protect post, but more with the funny.

--FD

PS: The hairy picture is from this site, which I link only because I feel bad direct linking to the picture without linking to the site. I haven't even really looked at or read the site, and make no endorsement or promises or anything. I just did a Google Image search on "totally hairy."

Irony 3a(1)

Remember the big controversy with Alanis Morissette's song, Ironic? (No link; it's a lame song.)

So at the end of the day there is a meaning of the word, "ironic," that could be read, if you squint, to apply to the situations in that song. Merriam-Webster Online's third definition -- thus the "3a(1)" in the title -- reads: "incongruity between the actual result of a sequence of events and the normal or expected result."

Well, this doesn't exactly qualify, but it's close.

In yesterday's post I wrote:

And then I wondered why I wasn't bothered by the possibility that she would (Ch'V) get hit by lightning, or that a tree limb might (Ch'V) fall and hurt her. Or why I wasn't worried about a tree falling on the house and hurting either Rachel or G. It's not that such things are impossible, or even entirely improbable.

Emphasis added. I wrote that about the storms on Tuesday night, and last night when I went home my lovely wife G informed me that in fact, a chunk of tree had fallen on our roof, above the baby's room, and we were now taking on water.

It's not a big deal, damage-wise, and no one was hurt. G, as I've mentioned, doesn't know about this blog and presumably doesn't read it. (Though, if she has been reading it and not realizing it was me, then this post will probably lock it down for her and I'll hear about it tonight. In which case, "Hi, sweetie! :)" )

But apparently God, with that great sense of humor of His, has an Atom feed.

--FD