I just came home and made fajitas and fresh strawberry cheesecake ice cream sweetened only with honey and the only way I could be more proud is if I had just birthed a live human baby.
My friends and I have been picking at it all day. I have now probably eaten the equivalent of 4 donuts and feel simultaneously like I want more and like I never want to look at a donut again. The giant donut cake does not appear to have diminished in size. It may be regenerating.
OMG this donut cake is my favorite thing.
1. Linguistic Intelligence: the capacity to use language to express what’s on your mind and to understand other people. Any kind of writer, orator, speaker, lawyer, or other person for whom language is an important stock in trade has great linguistic intelligence.
2. Logical/Mathematical Intelligence: the capacity to understand the underlying principles of some kind of causal system, the way a scientist or a logician does; or to manipulate numbers, quantities, and operations, the way a mathematician does.
3. Musical Rhythmic Intelligence: the capacity to think in music; to be able to hear patterns, recognize them, and perhaps manipulate them. People who have strong musical intelligence don’t just remember music easily, they can’t get it out of their minds, it’s so omnipresent.
4. Bodily/Kinesthetic Intelligence: the capacity to use your whole body or parts of your body (your hands, your fingers, your arms) to solve a problem, make something, or put on some kind of production. The most evident examples are people in athletics or the performing arts, particularly dancing or acting.
5. Spatial Intelligence: the ability to represent the spatial world internally in your mind — the way a sailor or airplane pilot navigates the large spatial world, or the way a chess player or sculptor represents a more circumscribed spatial world. Spatial intelligence can be used in the arts or in the sciences.
6. Naturalist Intelligence: the ability to discriminate among living things (plants, animals) and sensitivity to other features of the natural world (clouds, rock configurations). This ability was clearly of value in our evolutionary past as hunters, gatherers, and farmers; it continues to be central in such roles as botanist or chef.
7. Intrapersonal Intelligence: having an understanding of yourself; knowing who you are, what you can do, what you want to do, how you react to things, which things to avoid, and which things to gravitate toward. We are drawn to people who have a good understanding of themselves. They tend to know what they can and can’t do, and to know where to go if they need help.
8. Interpersonal Intelligence: the ability to understand other people. It’s an ability we all need, but is especially important for teachers, clinicians, salespersons, or politicians — anybody who deals with other people.
9. Existential Intelligence: the ability and proclivity to pose (and ponder) questions about life, death, and ultimate realities.” —
Howard Gardner’s seminal Theory of Multiple Intelligences, originally published in 1983, which revolutionized psychology and education by offering a more dimensional conception of intelligence than the narrow measures traditional standardized tests had long applied. (via divinespirit)
Being intelligent is not just about being ‘smart’ and good at academic subjects.
Under the cut for somewhat gory description of surgery.
What’s the best organization/charity dedicated to marriage equality? We want to give our guests the option of donating on our registry but I want to pick a really good one.
I think we can all agree that the mosquito bites all over my feet are the worst thing that has ever happened to anyone.
Sometimes, when Ryan is watching an important game like the NBA playoffs, I like to walk into the room innocently and ask “who’s winning the match?” And then cough all pitifully like Zoolander. Ryan doesn’t find it amusing but it always makes me giggle.
Worked out, bought groceries, helped Ryan with a landscaping project, cleaned out the fridge, froze strawberries for future Strawberry Cheesecake Ice Cream, made granola bars from scratch. Trying to plan a few meals for this week before I have to get cleaned up for Father’s Day dinner at Ryan’s parents’ house. Hoping that my feelings of pride related to being a Productive Adult today will override my shit feelings related to having to celebrate Father’s Day when all I want to do is read and eat chocolate in the bathtub.
not to read all of the Father’s Day posts on Facebook as though they were written with an air of smug superiority. Like: “Soooooo grateful that our family is full of strong, godly men! #blessed.” (Actual Facebook post from a friend of mine and perhaps not the best example because, yeah, that one does actually sound pretty smug.)
Anyway, a lot of my friends are posting sweet things about their dads and changing their profile pictures and whatnot, and it’s nice. I am happy for them. And I’m sad for me. And I’ve cried twice since yesterday and tomorrow I’ll probably cry again, and that’s ok. Because my dad’s dead and he’ll never be alive again and he won’t walk me down the aisle at my wedding this fall, and that blows. And it’s good that I’m finally in touch with my feelings instead of just starving myself or drinking myself into a stupor. This is progress.