running out of June in which to post

Every year, every time June comes around it rushes right by me in a blur. End-of-school-year stuff always catches me off guard. It's like a mental forehead smack, every time! You'd think by now I'd have caught on... sheesh!

I'm trying to deal with this thought pattern that I've been having, sparked by my (very quick) perusal of The Vegetarian Myth. My brother-in-law recommended at Christmas break, I think because I mentioned The Paleo Diet in passing conversation. This book has stayed with me, but in such a negative way that I really hesitate giving it any more thought.

The author's premise is that the development of agriculture has been really really bad for the earth, and I think she was advocating for us to return to our hunter-gatherer roots. Not sure exactly how all of us would manage to become nomadic, but like I said I did only peruse it. Not only that, but every technological advance that I can think of is linked to being able to sit in one place for a while. So I can't imagine how civilization would look if we were still hunting and gathering. Excellent idea for a spec-fic book though...

(and I just can't read doom & gloom books like I used to. Gone is my subscription to Ms magazine, my Naomi Wolf books. Sorry Gloria, David Suzuki but I'm burnt out: I don't see much change. I can't care that much anymore; it's someone else's turn...

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OK Yvonne... lighten up.)

I actually really like June: my daughter was born mid-June and I love the longer days. The weather usually isn't too hot or humid yet. But by gosh it's so busy!!

Note to self: read this post next May!!