January to April: I was absolutely no fun, unless your idea of fun is watching someone slave away at the computer. Annie was a saint. I don’t think she complained once about the evenings and weekends I spent plugging away. I turned in my manuscript on time. Hooray!
Summer: Went on one vacation water-skiing. Reviewed, revised book. Road-tripped to the DNC where I learned that bird watching is bird porn.
Today and tomorrow I plan on wrapping up 2008 and welcoming in 2009. While I was browsing last years thoughts on 2007 and 2008 I came across a post I would like to make a holiday tradition wherever I’m blogging
Annie’s official due date is tomorrow. We were hoping our first child would arrive before then for a long list of reasons, including Annie is over being pregnant, we’re excited, taxes, insurance, and I already foolishly bought her some December birthstone jewelry. Oh well, I guess we’ll keep waiting…
Rebecca Luke is a self-proclaimed “garmento” (not sure exactly what that it, but I like the word). From a recent post on her blog:
My advice is to yes, buy local if you are going to buy, but also consider buying smart. Take the time to look at your local designers that can create a custom fit piece for the same price as 70% off a designer department store piece. Buy higher quality investment pieces such as jackets, coats and shoes. Stick to classic silhouettes for yourself. Refurbish, alter and repair good items from your closet. Purchase from smaller local boutiques who carry high quality and high design ~ Mario’s, Butch Blum, Lola Pop and Polite Society are my favorites right now ~ Does this all sound familiar?…
Dalton Zahir is a prominent figure in the Bangladesh chapter in WAIW?. He’s the reason why I became an unwilling undercover underwear buyer. Dalton is now getting into politics, which suits him perfect. He’s a natural schmooze.
He announced on his blog that he is a candidate in the 2008 Parliamentary Election for the position of Secretary of International Affairs.
I have no doubt that soon he will rule all of Bangladesh with his just hand, and, shortly after that…the World.
The best I can tell, his campaign motto is “We want Democracy, not plutocracy” which seems like one I could get behind. (Plutocracy is rule by the wealthy; I looked it up so you didn’t have to.) Kind of a…
There are 800 garment unions in Cambodia and only 300 factories. When I was there in 2007 a union leader had recently been murdered. No one was for sure who did it. It might have been a factory, an opposing union, or even, some speculate, the government.
More than one union office has memorials like this one…
The ILO report’s findings, which could affect the future of Cambodia’s important garment industry, noted that during the ILO mission in April, the government “demonstrated an unwillingness to…
The other day Annie and I went to church with her parents. Their preacher performed our wedding ceremony that took place in my parents’ backyard. He appears briefly in “Where Am I Wearing?”
I tried to pay attention to the preacher, but I couldn’t stop staring at the approaching storm clouds. There wasn’t a plan B. If the storm arrived, we would have to move into the garage. I pictured Annie, makeup running, hair flattened, dress drenched, standing between Dad’s air compressor and workbench. It wouldn’t have been pretty, especially considering that the outdoor wedding was my idea and the only one I contributed to the day. “Don’t worry,” I had told Annie. “September is the driest month of the year.”
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