Woman Power Wednesday

Dedicated to all of those amazing women serving in the armed forces, with a special nod to one
magnificent young woman, who's just finished her basic training in the Air Force.

While the C-5 was turning over its engines, a female crewman gave the GIs on board information regarding seat belts, emergency exits, etc.

Finally, she said, "Now sit back and enjoy your trip while your caption, Judith Campbell, and her crew take you safely to Afganistan."

An old Sergeant Major sitting in the eight row thought to himself, "Did I hear her right? Is the pilot a woman?"

When the attendant came by, panicked, he grabbed her by the arm and said, "Did I understand you right? Is the pilot of this plane a woman?"

A large smile appeared on the female attendant's face.

"My God," the Sergeant Major said, "I wish I had a double scotch and soda. I don't know what to think with only women up there in the cockpit."

"That's another thing, Sergeant, " said the crew member.

"We no longer call it the Cockpit"...


..."It's the Box Office."

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Quote of the Day:

"Whatever you give a woman, she will make it greater.

If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby. If you give her a house, she'll give you a home.

If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal. If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges whatever is given to her.

So, if you give her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit."

Ah, One of "Those"

I am one of "those people".

You know the ones - the ones who believe that things happen for a reason.

That peoples' paths cross for a reason.

That people say things, write things, try to re-connect - all for a reason.

The Baron thinks that I'm one of "those people" because I read too much into every little thing. That I focus on the minutia. That I think too much.

I do not believe that anyone can think too much. It is my belief that if the majority of people only spent a little more time reflecting on things, the world could potentially be a much better place.

In this vein, I must give credence to the e-mail received yesterday from an old friend of mine. We haven't chatted much as of late, though we've had no falling out; there are no hard feelings being harbored here.

We just have two lives that I thought didn't intersect at all in the Grand Venn diagram.

Yet, when I watched what she had sent me, I knew immediately that regardless of the lack of contact, there is a thread - fine as silk and strong as steel - woven between our lives that neither distance nor time will never weaken.

It is the transcendence of friendship, and it is eternal and beautiful and spiritual.

Take a look, and in the spirit of the season, think of sending this gift of appreciation and admiration to one of your long-ago friends...

Forum #4 - Women of Influence

Influence.

"An ethereal fluid held to flow from the stars and to affect the actions of humans"

"An emanation of spiritual or moral force"

The lovely Mental P. Mama from The Mental Pause Chronicles came up with the lovely suggestion:
"Tell us who the most influential woman in your life was/is. And not a close relative! I love these inspirational stories. "

Wow. A rather loaded question, that.

I've been mulling this for a few days now, and think I have an answer. And, in true Baroness fashion - it shan't be just one answer. I don't want to leave anyone out.

And, just to clear up any preconceived ideas - my woman of influence isn't her.

And definitely not her.

Not that there's anything wrong with them. They just didn't fit with me personally.

I have to say that the proviso that threw me for a loop here was the "and not a close relative". Because, hands down that would have been my amazing mom.

I would imagine, though, if I were to scroll through the list of women in my life, I would have to say that there are a great deal whose spirits have flown in an ethereal manner, down from the stars and directly into my heart.

There was my uncle's girlfriend Marina, who treated me not as some bothersome teenager but as a peer. She told me that I could do anything that I wanted to. I suppose I could have looked at it as yet another adult platitude, but she said it with such conviction and passion, I had no choice but to believe her.

And, to some degree, she has been right.

Whenever I face adversity, I just fall back to that evening, walking along the train tracks at dusk, when she spoke those words. I had never had anyone say something so positive and personal to me in my life to that point. It was a pivotal moment. That single phrase resonated through to my very core.

In my writing, there are two very prevalent influences - and I initially had my blog subtitle as a loving nod to both of them - Baroness von Bloggenschtern - the love child of Erma Bombeck and Fran Lebowitz. If, you know, Erma liked women, and Fran would have ever considered conception.

I began reading Erma from an early age. I liked her voice, and I liked her realistic portrait of a 20th century family. She managed to be classy and down to earth at the same time.

As for Miss Fran, I read Metropolitan Life as an early adult, and it slayed me. Everything about her writing appealed to me. Ever the cool NY urbanite. So sardonic. So wry. So the kind of writer I wanted to be (minus all the smoking - asthma, ya know?)

Revisiting the book a few years ago, it still holds the same magical appeal.

I would be remiss if I did not mention the spiritual and moral forces I call my friends and their influences on me. They are all, to the one, graceful as ballerinas in their daily rounds, and to me appear to create a wondrous dance around all the obstacles in their lives. I can't imagine the person I would be without having the privilege of knowing and observing them.

My friend Darcy, who with her genius and wild creativity, fills my silly bucket to overflowing, and shows me how to remain exquisitely grounded, yet still fly like a rubber chicken.

My friend Jery, the original Greenster - green long before ecological matters became the vogue - some of the smallest carbon footprints I've ever seen. She gave me a glimpse into what adult life should be like, and how to balance work and enjoyment. She's practical and taught me the art of being a raconteur. One of the best ever.

My friend Patty. She is my uber-mentor. Anything I'm facing, she has been there, done that, all with grace and compassion. She rarely does the "I Told you so" dance, and if she does, it's set to either polka music or Dean Martin. I am constantly emulating her people skills (of which her talents are boundless) - and guess what? Every time I have a "What Would Patty Do?" moment, and react accordingly, things always, always, always work out.

Kathe. She is the embodiment of everything a friend should be, and has opened my eyes to unselfish giving. Through her words and actions, she has shown me countless times what to do, when to do it, and how to always do it with love and heart.

Cathy. Here is a woman who influences me greatly, just by my watching her go about her daily rounds. Frequently, she is the eye of the storm, and manages to gracefully move through with conviction, compassion, and unfailing empathy. She constantly puts others' needs above her own, and does so in the most immaculate way I have ever seen. She's a true wonder, that one.

Sue. Influences the way I look at my community, my neighborhood, my family. Has taught me to look for treasures in my own back yard.

Jean. One of the most sensible people I have ever met in my life, and possesses (I believe) most of the world's common sense. She's an expert in damn well near everything, and if I were ever lost in the woods, I'd want her with me.

Anna. Bar none, one of the most blazingly, terrifyingly, intelligent woman I have ever met. I will always aspire to match her, but I don't have a chance.

I'm sure I'll hear from the ones I've missed. Sorry, misses - I'm working on decaf today, so not all the cylinders are firing. You know I love you. Blame it on the chemo...

Just as I can see at least one redeeming quality in every movie I watch, I am constantly amazed and influenced by the real-life movies of every woman I have the pleasure to know.

Each one has their story, and their beauty and their strength, and it is the learning from these which I am so grateful for, every damn day. It is this which influences me, spiritually and morally.

And all of you? Who are your women of influence, and why?