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"About as much fun as a bag of weasels"...when I first saw this Irish adage, it made me think of the life of a writer: sometimes perilous, sometimes painful, certainly interesting. My paper journal has always been called "The Bag of Weasels." This is the Bag of Weasels' online home.

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The Ravens played their first game tonight and inaugurated this season's Monday Night Football as well against the Jets. Bobby and I met my inlaws at the Green Turtle to have copious amounts of junk food and beer* for dinner and watch the game. It was a good game--a close game! The Ravens edged in a victory 10-9, but they looked really good. (It should have been a much higher score but for three stupid turnovers in the first half, including one on their very first offensive play.) The defense looked solid, and the offense was pulling off stuff that the Ravens--historically a defensive team--never manage. I think they converted something like 9 of 12 third downs, which they never do.

*Not me. I was the designated driver. I did indulge in the junk food, though.

I am perpetually annoyed by the NFL, and it's such a stupid thing to waste my anger on that I've stopped following football for the most part. I spent many a Sunday afternoon, once upon a time, "studying" while also watching the Ravens on television. Now, I catch part of at most two or three regular season games. But I really did have fun tonight, even if the anxiety of the last few minutes of play probably peeled ten minutes off of my life.



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  • (no subject) - eli_14
    • I used to loathe football. Then, much to my chagrin, I got hooked the year the Ravens won the Super Bowl. I don't have the time to follow it closely anymore or the energy to get upset at the NFL (which is an inevitability). I'd rather expend my rage elsewhere. >:^)

      I'm trying to picture your neighbor's lawn! Tacky fans around here tend to be Steelers fans. They like to mount large signs in their yard proclaiming, "This is Steelers country." Um, no. Ravens, yes, Redskins, maybe, but a city that's a half-day's drive away? Nope, sorry.
  • (no subject) - eli_14
  • Soon it's your birthday!!!! I know, completely unrelated, but I wanted to say it now while I remember, because I might forget between now and Thursday. ♥
    • Yes it is! :D Thursday I will be 29, and Wednesday, Alex will be 4. Thank you! *hugs*
    • OMG look at that little face. Have you really had him for 4 years already?!

      Ah 29, I remember it like it was last year. ;) Here people think something is wrong with me because I'm 30 and have neither husband nor children. Apparently my time to become a productive citizen is running out, lol!
      • Have you really had him for 4 years already?!

        Yes--I can't believe it! It seems just yesterday that Bobby brought home a little ball of yellow fuzz. A little ball of bad yellow fuzz that liked to bite, but he was cute, at least, when he was little. ;)

        Here people think something is wrong with me because I'm 30 and have neither husband nor children.

        Lol! Well, I have the first. Everyone here knows better than to even mention the second. ;)
        • I've tried explaining to them that I have a boyfriend at home, but apparently I need to marry him before he counts... And then I should have children. Really, we don't understand each other very well on this point. Huge cultural gap. ;)
      • I need to marry him before he counts

        Ha!

        Huge cultural gap.

        It certainly seems so. Of course, if you had that husband and those children, I'd imagine it'd be much harder to do what you're doing right now ...
        • I think I'd rather not tell them that Thim and I will only ever get married if there is a financial advantage to it. That would be unexplainable down here, because I suspect that marriage usually is just that - a financial contract where love hopefully blossoms too.

          In fact, if I had small children I would very seriously consider coming to a place like this, because I would be able to afford the help I'd need to string a daily life together without having to do everything myself. But it would be harder to bring a husband, if he couldn't get a job here as well....
          • That's really why Bobby and I got married. I mean, we were together for eight years at that point; we knew we wanted to be together, and a piece of paper from the guv'ment wasn't going to prove much beyond that! But his job had insurance and mine did not, and as his wife, I could get on his insurance.

            I suspect too, though, that marriage is much more of a given over here as well. It is difficult for unmarried couples, even in long-term relationships, to get the same respect that married couples do. (I.e., etiquette doesn't even require inviting the other partner unless they are married!)

            In fact, if I had small children I would very seriously consider coming to a place like this, because I would be able to afford the help I'd need to string a daily life together without having to do everything myself.

            That's true and something I hadn't considered. I suppose I am showing my U.S. mindset that having kids means setting down roots. Hardly no one over here would think of moving to Africa with small children! :)
            • Exactly! (and lets not even venture into how I'm not explaining that it would not be a reilgious reunion; atheism is not in the local language! ;)). It would be something like that that made Thim and I marry. I think it's fairly normal in Denmark to not be married, especially if you don't have children, but it might just be the friends I keep. ;) And omg, so if you don't marry your partner doesn't count??? Mind is boggled.

              Well, there probably wouldn't be many Danish families either who took that leap. And in Denmark there is this expectation of women that they should be able to handle all aspects of life succesfully: being a perfect mother and housewife (so not hiring someone to help you) at the same time as you are having a professionally satisfying career... Yeah, I'm not about to put myself in that situation if I can help it. ;)
              • And in Denmark there is this expectation of women that they should be able to handle all aspects of life succesfully: being a perfect mother and housewife (so not hiring someone to help you) at the same time as you are having a professionally satisfying career...

                Or you become a rebel like me ;) I think I have a rather fascinating career as family manager...
                • LOL yes, or that. Though I'm more likely to rebel against expectations that I should be a mother... I'm so undecided on that subject it's not even funny. On the one hand, I don't think there is any greater adventure than having children; on the other I'm clinging to my current lifestyle so that wild horses couldn't drag me into pregnancy. ;)
                  • Pfff, the social pressure and expectations always irk me. I know that my own brother considers me a deviant by not following the social standard as you mentioned, but each to their own. Having kids is not something you just do (besides the fact that there are so many who have this wish, but can't conceive) , just as much that people should respect those people who choose not to fit this social image. But the pressure is making me growl, women are emancipated enough to make such decisions all by themselves and don't need society pushing them into a rolemodel. [end rant]

                    Not many folks know that I was planning to continue to work (simply because my job was fun), but then jerk boss made his comments and I had it. Hindsight I am glad that I quit for you our boy, because another thing many do not get is how autistic kids have just as much right to be part of our society as well. I honestly do not know how I could have done so much for him if I also had a job to wrangle.
      • During my studies (Cultural Anthropology, that's why it came up ;)) we've actually been warned to consider how to deal with these questions ("Your husband must be very sad that you are away from home for so long! How generous of him to let you go! And who takes care of your children?") in advance before going on fieldwork. Especially young women seem to be expected to be married and running after five children by the time they're done with university, but male fieldworkers aren't exempt from the big spouse question. Some lecturers admit that they actually invented husbands or wives, or promoted their boyfriends/girlfriends to (at the very least) fiancé/e in order to not alienate the community they had come to study. One lecturer, who was honest and said that no, she was not married, and no, she was not sick or unhappy, apparently was introduced to dozens of eligible bachelors because the locals insisted that they had to take care of the poor unmarried fieldworker. It made for a funny story in the lecture hall, but it must have been really uncomfortable in real life...
        • Oh that's really interesting! When I travelled here the last times I invented a husband (and bought a ring and everything) if I was going out of the city. Because one, it just plain made it easier for people to deal with me and two, it was a great argument against over-zealous young men looking for an opportunity to come to Europe... And even then it can be difficult when you are travelling alone as a woman - since your "husband" isn't with you, you really do have to fend of quite a few advances. I will probably advance Boyfriend Faxe to fiancé when I go into the villages; should anyone ask, but here among my colleagues in the capital city I think the truth but maybe not the whole truth is advisable.
    • Oooh, 4 years? How can that be? 4 years ago? What, where did the time go?
      • I know, it's hard to believe! I still remember the first time I saw him. He was so cute, and I held him in my arms, and he started biting me. Oh well. :D
  • Yesterday evening as husband was surfing through the innumerable sports channels Argentine cable TV offers, he landed on ESPN HD and what did we find? The Baltimore Ravens were playing! Oh globalization! (anyway, the sports allocation in my life is overfilled with soccer (futbol properly speaking), golf, tennis and all the myriads of sports husband finds relaxing to watch)

    the anxiety of the last few minutes of play probably peeled ten minutes off of my life.

    That's the worst part: one really gets hooked and cares about the score! The social part is by far the best (though overeating junk food is almost unavoidable)
    • You've really been getting quite a dose of Maryland culture! First you watched our weather reporters in Ocean City, now you're watching our football team! :D I feel like I should ship some crabcakes down to you and make the picture complete!

      That's the worst part: one really gets hooked and cares about the score!

      I used to loathe American football. (I was a soccer/real football fan for many years before that.) I used to say it was a bunch of fat guys running into each other. My moment of conversion came the year the Ravens made the Super Bowl. I didn't think they do anything special and remember sitting on the couch with Bobby, watching them in the playoffs when Shannon Sharpe ran like a 98-yard touchdown. What, who was this crazy person on her feet yelling and carrying on?? :D I try to avoid watching it now because it is so easy to get hooked on games. (The Ravens, especially, seem to like to keep their fans' heartrates up!)

      The social part is by far the best (though overeating junk food is almost unavoidable)

      I did have a veggie wrap for my proper supper, though I polished off almost a whole plate of nachos by myself before that point. ._.
      • Crabcakes ... mmmm (salivating noises): that's a part of Maryland culture I would very much like to explore!

        who was this crazy person on her feet yelling and carrying on??

        been there, done that. That's why during the World Cup I always planned something to do during the games.

        • We are known for blue crab-based everything here. We even have crab potato chips, which don't actually taste like crabs but get a hearty dose of Old Bay, the seasoning all Marylanders put on crabs and anything else shy of pecan pie and pancakes. ;)

          Some of our local restaurants will ship crabcakes, but I'm not sure how that would work with customs!
  • Yeah...stupid Jets receiver can't catch a stupid pass thrown right to his stupid self...XD

    In better news, the Cowboys lost!
    • The Jets played like crap! I can't believe they missed that last first down by about six inches! Throughout the game, I kept seeing their stupid penalties and dropped balls and thinking, "OMG, I'm watching the Ravens in green!" XD

      With our three boneheaded turnovers, they should have owned us. Without those turnovers, we would have owned them with the way they were playing.

      In better news, the Cowboys lost!

      Yes! One of my university friends was a Dedskins fan, and we developed mutual loathing of each other's opponents. So I always root against the Cowboys.
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