I can't believe I am even typing those words. What started out as a joke on a gold elevator will be, in about 15 minutes, our commander and chief. I am not going into the reasons he is unqualified; there are many. Nor I am going into all the bad things that can happen to our country; there are many. MANY. I am just shaking in fear right now, which is exactly what he wants. He wants us to feel intimidated and helpless. So he can bulldoze over this country for his personal gain, just like he always does. When George W. Bush was elected, I was worried. He turned into one of the worst presidents we have ever had, but right now - I would take GW back in a heartbeat compared to the hornet's nest in DC. And it's not just Trump. It's also the GOP who has obstructed Obama for eight years and now think they have a free pass. Guess what? NO.
The last two weeks have been a flurry of flights and European cities. I attended the Web Summit in Lisbon for the first time, a conference where the world's tech community comes together to exchange ideas. I was there by myself, which was a bit isolating and overwhelming, but also afforded me the chance to speak to people from all over the globe. In the middle of all this was, of course, the election. To say I am shocked and saddened by the outcome is an understatement. More to the point, I am still in the denial stage of grief and only since returning home have I started to even process what happened. I was at dinner with a friend and several of his friends the day after the vote. It's important to know that all the men present were pro-business and while not necessarily pro-Trump, were definitely anti-establishment. They saw the election as a way to shake things up - and I came to see that side of the argument. What I still can't wrap my head around is how Trump (or "He Who Shall Not Be Named" as many of us are now calling him) is the person to do the shaking. Unless you want the vibrations to be racist, misogynistic, bigoted and from a place of poorly-run businesses. One of the men asked me, "How then, do you think, did Trump win the election?" "White supremacists." His jaw dropped at my answer, and let me explain. If you look at the numbers of who voted for Trump, it was vastly white people. While I don't think all those voters are racists in the traditional sense of the word, in that they would deny someone a job or call a person names because of the color of the skin - that is exactly what they did with their vote. By overlooking Trump's many, many, many, many, many comments and actions in that direction. By not being concerned about how others would be treated in a Trump presidency.
Last week, we celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary. Many people say this, but it feels like just yesterday *and* forever ago - all at the same time. We married here in Denver, a little while after we moved and it's fun to think about how young and optimistic we were then. We may be more cynical and jaded now, but in many ways, we still work on our marriage just as hard as day one. Some things get easier over the years, some harder. For example - we literally have talked about everything. What is there left to say after all this time? Well, for one, we recently chatted about how we make our marriage work so I could write one of these condescending posts about it. Look... We know every marriage is different. We've seen some couples split for reasons I could not explain, and people stay together for no good one. No judgements here, just some suggestions from two goofballs who still lean on each other as heavily now as they did two decades ago.
I don't remember much of 2011. I randomly caught a very serious ear infection during my annual trek to SXSW in March... and poof! There is really nothing left from that year. I spent most of that time in the hospital, in doctor's offices and…
[caption id="attachment_9440" align="alignright" width="160"] This post is part of a sponsored series from Domain.ME[/caption] This blog is a decade old. Seeing as my son is almost 13, he is has grown up online - at least in these archives. It has been an interesting learning experience for him, and us, as he's grown. I used his real name when I started because many other mom bloggers were making up cutesy names and I figured "Greeble" was goofy enough. That came back to bite us when his friends first learned how to Google each other and started reading stories about his diaper rash. Super quickly many posts got moved to "private" to protect his privacy. It even changed the whole tenor of the site: as he has grown up, there are less stories about him here because the stories are not mine to tell. I have always been a bit of a stickler for following the COPPA age 13 standard for social networks. I recognize that every family finds their own way, but in addition to being a rule follower - having a public blog has taught me things about dealing with the online world. As Dex approaches this milestone, we have been prepping him, taking things slowly and learning about the every evolving landscape together.