Cards, Candy, and Crap, It’s Cold!

I do not like Valentine’s Day. It usually consists of me running around trying to by cards for every kid in multiple classes. I also try to get something nice for my own kids. My husband doesn’t celebrate, but I do usually pick up one of his favorite candies from the store. I usually also buy myself a little something, too, because I know nobody else is going to get me a gift. That’s not 100 percent accurate. At least one of the kids always makes me something heart-shaped and heartfelt. So I don’t complain.

A few years ago, I was hit with a medical emergency on Valentine’s Day. The sun was about to rise, and I thought I might die on the side of the highway on the road to the ER. I am fiercely independent and slightly insane, so I drove myself, in tears, to the local hospital. I have never felt more loved than I did on that day…but still, it kind of sucked. I woke up thinking I was going on a romantic date, and found myself in emergency surgery. Since, then, I’ve made an effort to treat myself, (and the people I love) well on February 14.

This year, I was going to take my husband to brunch, but I woke up and saw that the the temperature was below zero degrees. I pulled the cover back over my head. I love my family, but I don’t do cold weather. I haven’t gone outside in days. I don’t check the mail. I don’t answer the door when the delivery people knock. I try to stay away from the windows. I do not believe it is the Lord’s will for my life to be cold.

This year, it’ not just cold. It’s actually warmer in the North Pole than it was in my hometown of Kansas City, on Sunday. That’s ridiculous. There is snow on the ground in Dallas and Little Rock. “It’s snowing down south,” is supposed to be an expression that church ladies say when your slip is showing. It is not supposed to be a statement of fact! That being said, nobody got cards or candy this year. I didn’t buy myself a special dinner. I spent all my energy trying to keep warm…which apparently was wise, since electric and gas companies across the region are doing rolling blackouts to avoid overwhelming the power grid.

And as mad as I am about not getting Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups and Sweetarts (r) in the shapes of hearts, at least I’m not sitting in the ER, doubled over in pain. However, you spent this made up holiday, I hope you were safe and warm, and not in the ER. And if you were in the ER on Valentine’s Day, I’m glad you’re still around to read this.

With Love,

G. Radford

On Civic Duty

I, myself, try to be a good citizen. I pay my taxes. I follow the rules, for the most part, and I try to stay abreast of what’s going on in my community. To that end, I decided to “attend” a virtual school board meeting last week. I want to tell you that it was informative and enlightening. It was not. Here are a few things that I learned while trying to be a concerned citizen.

5) Time is not of the essence. The board meeting that I attended lasted a full five hours. That’s a huge time commitment to ask of any person. It is especially difficult for parents to find that kind of time on a weeknight. The board is constantly coming up with programs to improve parent engagement, but their own meetings were not welcoming to parents at all. I think we were in session for nearly four hours before we had our first break, and it was five minutes.

4) Nobody has come up with a better way to run a meeting in nearly 150 years. I don’t know if this is a good thing or not. The first edition of Roberts Rules of Order was published in 1876. We had a copy of the handbook in my house growing up. Both my parents were union representatives, so I learned the procedure for crafting an agenda and parliamentary procedure early in life. I’m a fan of the rules. I think they are helpful tool in controlling the discussion, but that they haven’t

3). Some of our representatives do not represent us very well. The main thing I learned at this meeting is that there was one member of the board that I just didn’t like. Apparently she’s been involved in school board politics for a long time, and many district employees and community activists are aware of her antics. She was instrumental in a couple of board decisions that turned out to be disastrous for the district, and she still managed to be reelected. I’m pretty sure this happens in every area of government. People can be ineffective, or worst, be effective in ways that are terrible for their constituents and still get enough votes to retain their positions. There are no term limits for most elected officials.

2) Service is a sacrifice. I know I have mentioned this before, but the meeting was five full hours. Our board has several retired district employees, and as the hours crept on, a few of them looked like they would keel over at any second. When the meeting finally did end, it was after 10:00, which was past my bedtime. We took two breaks, and the first one was literally 5 minutes! These public servants took time away from their own families, and whatever else they might have been doing to work for free on behalf of the children of this school district. Five hours of parliamentary procedure, and listening to people like me complain about all the things they are doing wrong ought to at least get you a couple of dollars…but nope! Service is often a thankless job. It shouldn’t be, but it is.

1) Clerks are the super-heroes of every committee. I watched this poor woman take attendance, and keep track of the votes. I didn’t see her roll her eyes when my least favorite member spoke out of turn. She didn’t chime in when I know she had an opinion about the topic being discussed. And God bless her, she even laughed when she looked at the clock and saw how late it was. It was her sweet voice encouraging members of the staff, telling them to hang in there because the meeting was almost over. I wanted to be her friend after this meeting…and that’s saying a lot because I don’t have many friends.

Thomas Jefferson said that our democracy is dependent on an informed electorate. I believe that our greatest civic duty is two-fold:

1) be informed about what our government is doing

2)make our agreement or dissension abundantly clear.

I can think of no greater example of how to do those two things well than Dr. King. But he took it one step further in trying do something about it. That is what good citizens do. Let’s all trying to be good citizens.

New and Improved!

Happy 2021!

Welcome to “The Gospel According to Gabrielle”.

I’m not here to give you a new year, new me diatribe. That’s great, if that’s what you’re doing. But y’all are getting the same old me that you had last year, with just a few tweaks. For instance, hopefully by the time any of you actually see me in real life, I will have lost a couple of pounds. But I still like to eat and drink way more than I should. You’ll still be getting whatever random thoughts that pop in my mind, but in a slightly different format.

It is my intent for this space to be both my safe space and my launching pad. I’m still not sure what that’s going to look like, but I hope you will join me on my journey.

You can still find me on Wednesdays over at http://www.thewriteaddiction.com. I try to keep that space inspirational, as I know that the church folks read all that.

http://www.mamarad.wordpress.com is still the main-hub for my thoughts on parenting in the pandemic and beyond.

But this space, is for the no-holds barred, withholding nothing, say it how you feel it crowd. There might be curse words. There might be crying. There will definitely be some craziness. You know, just like in real life.

Hope to talk to you soon,

Gabrielle