My husband is more to me than a living jar-opener

I am a feminist. I will always be a feminist because I know the struggle isn’t to favor one gender over another gender, but to create gender equality.

Fit and Feminist

If you’ve been on the internet at all in the past week, you’ve probably already seen the Women Against Feminism tumblr going around, or at the very least read about it.

I didn’t think too much of it when I saw it, for two reasons. For one, most of the women had a tenuous grasp (at best) on the definition of feminism, one that seemed like it was informed in its entirety by Rush Limbaugh and Jessi Spano, and also the belief that “misandry” jokes are actually serious.

The other reason was that most of the “women” actually looked like teenage girls. Considering that I was super into Ayn Rand when I was a teenage girl, I can’t get too far up on my high horse with regards to the contributors. Let’s just say that if Tumblr was around in the late 1990s, I’m sure there’d be a photo of…

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5k Training or How to Motivate a Twelve Year Old

My son and I have been on an exercising kick lately and have been training for a 5k that we will be racing on September 13. I am not very physically fit and neither is my son. Yes, I can walk and snowshoe for ten or more miles and 100 mile bike rides are nothing for me, but running, well…running is another story completely. Throughout my grade school years I hated running. I feared gym class because it meant running and I couldn’t run. I couldn’t run because I was never taught the proper way to run. It wasn’t until just a few years ago that I started learning the proper way to run.

My son is so similar to me. I’m always amazed by this, perhaps, it is because I am a single mother and he is around me a lot that running is also a problem for him. Unlike me, he is goal oriented, stubborn, but goal oriented. It was his idea to run a 5k.

Mom, I want to run a 5k and I want to win!

Of course, I had to encourage him. What parent wouldn’t encourage their child to do something like this. And thus began our 5k training.

We have been training for three weeks and every training session we are able to run a little longer and a little faster.Sometimes he is willing to run and sometimes he hates me for making him go:

You’re killing me! I’m going to die! This is too hard! I can’t do this!

I keep reminding him that the only way he’ll learn how to run is if we keep running. He is starting to see the difference all the running is making and slowly his words of discouragement and failure are turning into words satisfaction and accomplishment:

Mom, I can talk while we’re running, this is so great!

Watching him as he has gone from a child who could barely run to one who can run over four miles at a time has been amazing and I can’t wait to see him compete in his first race. He’ll never know how proud I am of him and how much of an inspiration he is to me.



It’s that time of year again when planes are flying overhead, when Oshkosh’s population swells with visitors from all over the world, and when airplane enthusiasts flock to Wittman Regional Airport. Yes, EAA Airventure 2014 is bringing people back to Oshkosh just as it has done since it done since the 1970s.

Wittman Regional Airport control tower during EAA
Wittman Regional Airport control tower during EAA.

Growing up in Oshkosh, EAA has always held a special place in my heart, although when I was young and lived closer to the airport I was terrified by the Warbirds and their exhibit. I have, however, always loved talking to the people who come here from all over the world. Despite my previous fears I am now proud to watch my son’s exuberance as the planes fly over our house.

One of the planes flying over our house.
One of the planes flying over our house.

My son and I were lucky to get free tickets to the airshow and where his glee was infectious! He loved seeing the Geico Skytypers perform and the Warbirds perform. Next year I hope to be able to take him to more than one show!