Health Care Hell

I have an obsession - her name is Heather Armstrong and she writes a blog called Dooce. Heather is one of the funniest, most honest, and most self-aware women I've ever come across. I have been reading her blog for several years - happening upon her after the birth of her first daughter. She was blogging about her serious postpartum, which was near and dear to my heart. No, I've never had a child and suffered from this, BUT I lost my best friend to depression that was brought on by postpartum depression and I have read a lot in attempting to understand her disease.

Heather talks a lot about her family - consisting of her loving husband and her (now) 2 daughters. It was through Heather's talk of her spouse, Jon, that I came to read his blog Blurbomat. Jon is just as funny as Heather, but uses his blog to talk about (1) a band he had in college and (2) critical political concepts that aren't voiced enough.

John has been doing a series on the health care system in America - it's pros and cons and the need for a system that helps those who can't help themselves. Because I don't quite understand all the nuances of what Jon talks about (still learning and digesting) - I have posted links to his pages in the order in which you should read. He's SUCH a bright guy and I'm glad that he and Heather have each other to share their crazy lives with.

Read, enjoy and ponder. If you are so inclined - DO SOMETHING!!!

First Post:
Talking Points and Numbers

Second Post:
Additional Links

Third Post:
Anti-Competitive Monopolies

Yes, It's Been a While

I never wanted to be one of those women who started a blog and then left it to wither...but, alas. Excuses are like @ssholes - I have only one...I've been really freakin' busy. Between my travel schedule, which is only compounded by my work schedule, and trying to make time to see my husband since he's been home, I haven't had time to focus on the things I love. And I LOVE writing about random things that mean NOTHING to ANYONE except ME.

My new, and more reasonable, goal is to write 3 times per week. I hope that this will be a much more manageable task and something that I will look forward to instead of away from.

I just found out that I have one loyal reader...my nutso Auntie M still finds time to read about the random things that I ponder while she's busy trying to keep up with my equally nutso Uncle R and her painting habit. She's become quite the artist and I'm so proud of the hidden talent that she pulled from deep down inside those high-top Converse sneakers. She'll be irked that I wrote about her - but at least she can now admit that I've finally written SOMETHING.