menopausebarbees
... the tales of two sisters

Dana lives in Seattle, and Tracie lives in Germany. We are businesswomen, writers and humorists. We write about life, dating, and today's modern women.

Boss Lady Supreme!

My Daddy had three daughters.  I being his youngest was his last chance at a son, and when that didn’t happen, he raised us to be “Boss Ladies.” His motto, which my siblings and I live by to this day was, “Ain’t no givin in and no givin up.”

As I reflect on the heart-breaking, and unfortunate timing of the passing of the Original Boss Lady, Ruth Bader Ginsberg, I am humbled by her dedication and fight for equality.

Our mother taught us as Justice Ginsberg’s mother taught her, “She told me to be a lady. And for her, that meant be your own person, be independent.”

Whoever said, “You can’t have TRUTH without RUTH,” got it right.

To this day, I face hardships as an unwed minority business owner.  Just last week, I called a contractor to get a bid on a roof replacement.  As we scheduled the appointment, which was a mid morning time, the agent said to make sure my husband would be available.  When I inquired that I would be meeting alone, he joked that he wanted the decision maker present.  I laughed and said, “Oh, I got you. I’ll see you at 10.”  When he came for our scheduled appointment, I along with “the husband” were not there.

When I show apartments, I’m often asked, how long have you managed this building?  I have seen the shock on too many faces to count when I share our family has owned the property since 1964.

So, when I think of some of the reasons we should be grateful for RBG, I share the following:

The right to sign a mortgage without a man.

The right to have a bank account without a male co-signer

The right to have a job without being discriminated based on gender

The right for women to be pregnant and have kids and work

One of the most heroic examples of RBG’s fortitude was when her husband Marty  was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer, requiring grueling radiation treatments.    She organized his class notes and typed his final paper, all the while dealing with her own coursework and taking care of a three year old.  This resulted in Marty graduating on time, magna cum laude.

As a Menopausebarbee, I recall one of the most iconic television commercials of our time.  I sang it around the house daily, it was for Enjoli Perfume.

“I can bring home the bacon, fry it up in a pan and never, never, never let you forget your a man. Cause I’m a woman – W-O-M-A-N”

You can say that again.

Not only was Ruth Bader Ginsburg the Notorious RBG, she was SUPREME!

RIP with gratitude

PS my 26 year old son just shared he had never seen the Enjoli commercial- now i feel really old!  This is for you, Brett

https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=enjoli+perfume+commercia%3b&docid=608051551244911206&mid=18DB3218A36EB232035418DB3218A36EB2320354&view=detail&FORM=VIRE

Destination Gratitude

When my sister and co-blogger suggested we dedicate this week’s blog to gratitude, most of us would admit 2020 has been challenging to rank  with reasons for being appreciative.
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I have long believed that when we witness hard times, we can better appreciate the good ones.  As we entered this new decade last January, none of us anticipated that within three short months, we would be on a lock-down quarantine.  Graduations would be virtual, weddings postponed, children home schooled and funerals by zoom.  That a simple introduction with a handshake would be forbidden, being unmasked grocery shopping not allowed, and by summer hanging at the beach against the law.

I recall at the height of the Pandemic, my son and I were beyond eager to play tennis and  joined friends at a public court and the police were called.  We actually jumped in our cars and fled the scene.  Guilty as charged, we were trying to get exercise outdoors.  Gradually, as restrictions have lifted, we have found peace and gratitude in our “new” normal. We are strong and we persevere.  We find peace in our health, stolen intimate conversations, a great bottle of vino, watching sports remotely, zoom home quarantine calls, or blasting the Sonos system and dancing. We take time to read, watch a home movie, talk with friends and spend quality family time. We take the moment to feel and embrace the sunshine.

So, here we are, as yet another season literally falls upon us.  We exchange our sandals for our sweaters.  And although Trick or Treating may be cancelled due to Covid 19, we can still find fruitful ways to engage and entertain our children.  Perhaps dressing up and making a candy hunt within your home or garden.

But don’t forget the pumpkins…
When you carve it, you can make it scary, happy, funny, spooky, witty or wise and then light a candle inside and bring it alive.
So when you carve your pumpkin why not give it a smile behind that mask?
Remember when life serves us pumpkins, even in the hardest times, just like Cinderella, we can make a carriage and drive.  Destination gratitude.

 

 

Grateful for our voices! Time to speak up and be heard.

This week, my sister, and co-blogger suggested we blog about gratitude.  As I reflected on my many blessings to share, especially during these challenging times, an urgent action takes precedence today.  I am grateful to all who recognize our City is suffering and we need to all understand our voices matter.  If you are, like me, less than thrilled with the conditions of our Emerald City, it’s time to speak up.  I captured this photo outside of the Capitol Hill Safeway.  After losing my appetite, and desire to grocery shop, I resolved funds would be better suited to clean up Seattle.  Daily I encounter people who are disgruntled and ask what can they do.  Today it’s simple.  Click, sign, and share.

 

SEATTLE CITY COUNCIL TO CONSIDER USING TAXPAYER FUNDS TO PAY SAWANT’S LEGAL FEES
On Tuesday, September 15, 2020 the Seattle City Council will consider CB-119891 that will authorize the use of taxpayer money to pay for Sawant’s legal defense in Superior Court on Wednesday, September 16, 2020 and any appeal to the Washington State Supreme Court. This could cost taxpayers tens-of-thousands of dollars.

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 Let’s begin the week with gratefulness, keeping in our hearts and minds those who are not as fortunate as we are.
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Lass uns die Woche mit Dankbarkeit beginnen und in unseren Herzen und Köpfen diejenigen behalten, die nicht so viel Glück haben wie wir.

Falling Man

The image will always haunt me.  19 years later, I’m still trying to imagine what transpired in his mind as he made that fateful leap, knowing death was the only certainty on his landing. I can’t quite comprehend his thoughts, fears, or anxiety.  Were they of a loving family he was about to leave behind? Were there children, parents, a spouse, friends and extended family members?  Did his future or his past flash before his eyes?  Did he say a prayer?  Was it his final act of independence, that being to jump rather than perish by fire?  Had he awoken to just another Tuesday and headed for work in the city?

Although the possible identity of the Falling Man is Jonathan Briley, a 43-year-old audio technician, my research shows this has not been confirmed.  I do know, this soul was captured by a photograph taken by Associated Press photographer, Richard Drew and on the day of this mass tragedy, Falling Man is one of the only widely seen pictures that shows someone dying.

Today we pray for Falling Man all the fallen who lost their lives 9-11-2001.  And we remember never to forget 9-11.

We also pray today for those who have lost everything in the raging wild fires.  We pray for those suffering from Covid-19.  We pray for the social unrest and the killing of unarmed black men.  We pray for those who lost their lives in the Beirut explosion.

We pray for the natural disasters and the human disasters and for all the Falling Men and Women.

 

There is Only One Beethoven

He is regarded as the greatest composer of all time.

During some reading, I stumbled upon fact that Ludwig van Beethoven was born 250 years ago–baptized 17th December 1770. Somewhere on the back burner of my mind, I knew that he was born in Bonn which is normally about a 30-minute autobahn drive from Cologne. I decided now was as a good a time as any to go visit the house where he was born and so yesterday, that’s what I did.

I hadn’t driven the autobahn for a couple of months–only because of the pandemic lockdown and there really being no place of much interest to go– but now that establishments are opening up again and following the COVID rules of protection, I was ready to put the pedal to the metal. It felt great!!!

Before I knew it, my speedometer was at 160 km or about 100 miles per hour. Very little traffic rendered this ride most enjoyable. I parked my car in a parking garage after unwittingly driving down the Fußgänger (pedestrian) zone –totally illegal and wrong–and which reminded me of the passage I share in my book about the first time I took Marc to his pediatrician and parked on the Fußgänger zone on top of the tram tracks…Funny the things that trigger our memories…

Anyway, I was excited. I love all things historical and the idea of standing in the home of this genius thrilled me.

The house is one of the few remaining houses in Bonn built in the 18th century. The baroque stone facade was erected over cellars dating back to the 12th or 13th century. On the ground floor is what used to be the kitchen and utility room. On the first floor there are three rooms and on the top floor were the bedrooms which visitors don’t have access to.

On the main floor, to the left of the entryway is a room containing busts and portraits of Beethoven. The most famous being the painting by Joseph Stieler in 1820. It is the only picture that shows Beethoven in the actual act of composing. It is a masterpiece and was Beethoven’s favorite portrait.

In a room showing the history of Bonn, is Beethoven’s baptismal register dated December 17, 1770. Also on display is the viola he played at the age of 19 and the organ console he played. He had brilliant organ skills.

On the 1st upper floor, we are privy to viewing the last writing quill that Beethoven used. 1700 letters have been preserved as well as his diaries and conversation books, and pocket sketchbooks, many of which are on display. It was difficult to express himself in writing.“Notes come to me more willingly than words, ” he said. Music was his constant companion. He always jotted down his ideas immediately, no matter where he was.

In the room featuring portraits of his friends and network, is a covered case that when raised, reveals a delicate handwritten letter Beethoven wrote to a friend and a lock of his hair.

The bell he rang to summon his servants or for them to call him to meals is on display. His glasses are there (he was short-sighted); as well as a shopping list from one of his housekeepers. At different stations, visitors can pause to listen to excerpts from various orchestrations and symphonies. 

On the 2nd upper floor is the Fortepiano, the last piano he played. Beethoven’s brilliant pioneering compositions required new technological development in the construction of pianos. Imagine that!

On this floor are also several of Beethoven’s compositions, including the Ode to Joy. It is one of the most frequently played pieces of music of all time. Take a listen on youtube.

On the second upper floor is a case holding four of Beethoven’s ear trumpets. The first symptoms of deafness occurred when he was thirty years old. By the time he was 47, his visitors had to write down in his conversation books what they wanted to say. He was, by then, for all intents and purposes deaf. He tried to keep it secret, sharing his fate with only with a couple of close friends. Eventually, he was forced to give up playing in public as well as conducting– having tried every remedy–even electricity treatments, to no avail. From that time on, he could only compose. He’d lost his hearing, but still, in control of his art,  could make masterpieces that no one else could–and he knew it.

Spending 8 hours a day writing music, he composed because, in his mind, he had no other option. His mind never went deaf. Isn’t that an interesting thought! Whatever he composed, he could hear the notes in his head and in his heart, the piano was merely a medium of expression for him because he knew what the notes sounded like. This is fascinating. Imagine hearing an entire orchestra and being able to transcribe every note you want every instrument to play without actually hearing it. Amazing, isn’t it?

Close your eyes and imagine the tune “Happy Birthday” or “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”. You can hear the tune inside your head, even though there is no sound, right? Well, Beethoven could do the same thing, only he could do it with 25 or so different instruments at once, and write down the notes and chords he imagined in his head.

After he went deaf, he wrote Ode To Joy, one of his greatest pieces of work. This symphony, about the unity of mankind, conveys the ideas of freedom, peace, and unity.

So very fitting for today’s world. 

Beethoven sadly died when he was only 56 years old. 

Thankfully, he wrote for eternity. 

“What you are, you are by accident of birth; what I am, I am by myself. There are and will be a thousand princes; there is only one Beethoven.”

                                                                            –Beethoven

And that is your musical history lesson for today!

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Er gilt als der größte Komponist aller Zeiten.

Während einer Lesung stieß ich auf die Tatsache, dass Ludwig van Beethoven vor 250 Jahren geboren wurde – getauft am 17. Dezember 1770. Irgendwo im Hinterkopf wusste ich, dass er in Bonn geboren wurde, das normalerweise etwa 30 Minuten Autobahnfahrt von Köln entfernt liegt. Ich beschloss, dass jetzt ein guter Zeitpunkt wie jeder andere sei, das Haus zu besuchen, in dem er geboren wurde, und so tat ich gestern genau das.

Ich war schon seit einigen Monaten nicht mehr auf der Autobahn gefahren – nur wegen der Pandemiesperre, und da es keinen wirklich interessanten Ort zu besuchen gab – aber jetzt, da die Einrichtungen wieder öffnen und den COVID-Schutzregeln folgen, war ich bereit, das Gaspedal durchzudrücken. Es fühlte sich großartig an!!!

Ehe ich mich versah, stand mein Tacho bei 160 km oder etwa 100 Meilen pro Stunde. Sehr wenig Verkehr machte diese Fahrt sehr angenehm. Ich parkte mein Auto in einem Parkhaus, nachdem ich unwissentlich die Fußgängerzone hinuntergefahren war – völlig illegal und falsch – und das erinnerte mich an die Passage, die ich in meinem Buch über das erste Mal teile, als ich Marc zu seinem Kinderarzt brachte und auf der Fußgängerzone auf den Straßenbahnschienen parkte… Lustig, welche Dinge unsere Erinnerungen auslösen…

Jedenfalls war ich aufgeregt. Ich liebe alles Historische, und die Idee, in der Heimat dieses Genies zu stehen, hat mich begeistert.

Das Haus ist eines der wenigen verbliebenen Häuser in Bonn, das im 18. Die barocke Steinfassade wurde über Kellern aus dem 12. oder 13. Jahrhundert errichtet. Im Erdgeschoss befinden sich die ehemalige Küche und der Hauswirtschaftsraum. Im ersten Stock gibt es drei Räume und im Obergeschoss befanden sich die Schlafzimmer, zu denen Besucher keinen Zugang haben.

Im Hauptgeschoss, links vom Eingang, befindet sich ein Raum mit Büsten und Porträts von Beethoven. Das berühmteste ist das Gemälde von Joseph Stieler aus dem Jahr 1820. Es ist das einzige Bild, das Beethoven im eigentlichen Akt des Komponierens zeigt. Es ist ein Meisterwerk und war Beethovens Lieblingsporträt.

In einem Raum, der die Geschichte Bonns zeigt, befindet sich Beethovens Taufregister vom 17. Dezember 1770. Ebenfalls ausgestellt sind die Bratsche, die er im Alter von 19 Jahren spielte, und der Orgelspieltisch, auf dem er spielte. Er besaß brillante Orgelkenntnisse.

Im 1. Obergeschoss können wir die letzte Schreibfeder, die Beethoven benutzte, besichtigen. 1700 Briefe sind erhalten, ebenso wie seine Tagebücher und Konversationsbücher und Taschenskizzenbücher, von denen viele ausgestellt sind. Es war schwierig, sich schriftlich auszudrücken: “Notizen kommen mir bereitwilliger zu, als Worte”, sagte er. Musik war sein ständiger Begleiter. Er schrieb seine Ideen immer sofort auf, egal wo er war.

In dem Raum mit den Porträts seiner Freunde und seines Netzwerks befindet sich ein bedeckter Koffer, der, wenn er angehoben wird, einen zarten handgeschriebenen Brief, den Beethoven an einen Freund schrieb, und eine Locke seines Haares offenbart.

Die Glocke, die er läutete, um seine Diener zu rufen oder damit sie ihn zu den Mahlzeiten rufen, ist ausgestellt. Seine Brille ist dort (er war kurzsichtig); ebenso wie eine Einkaufsliste von einer seiner Haushälterinnen. An verschiedenen Stationen können die Besucher innehalten, um Auszüge aus verschiedenen Orchestrierungen und Sinfonien zu hören.

Im 2. Obergeschoss befindet sich das Fortepiano, das letzte Klavier, auf dem er spielte. Beethovens brillante Pionierkompositionen erforderten neue technologische Entwicklungen im Klavierbau. Stellen Sie sich das vor!

In diesem Stockwerk befinden sich auch einige von Beethovens Kompositionen, darunter die Ode an die Freude. Es ist eines der meistgespielten Musikstücke aller Zeiten. Hören Sie es sich auf Youtube an.

Im zweiten Obergeschoss befindet sich ein Koffer mit vier von Beethovens Ohrtrompeten. Die ersten Symptome der Taubheit traten auf, als er dreißig Jahre alt war. Als er 47 Jahre alt war, mussten seine Besucher in seinen Konversationsbüchern aufschreiben, was sie sagen wollten. Zu diesem Zeitpunkt war er im Grunde genommen taub. Er versuchte, es geheim zu halten und teilte sein Schicksal nur mit ein paar engen Freunden. Schließlich war er gezwungen, das Spielen in der Öffentlichkeit und das Dirigieren aufzugeben – nachdem er alle Mittel ausprobiert hatte, sogar elektrische Behandlungen, ohne Erfolg. Von da an konnte er nur noch komponieren. Er hatte sein Gehör verloren, konnte aber immer noch, seine Kunst beherrschend, Meisterwerke schaffen, die sonst niemand konnte – und er wusste es.

Er verbrachte 8 Stunden am Tag mit dem Schreiben von Musik und komponierte, weil er seiner Meinung nach keine andere Möglichkeit hatte. Sein Verstand wurde nie taub. Ist das nicht ein interessanter Gedanke! Was auch immer er komponierte, er konnte die Noten in seinem Kopf und in seinem Herzen hören, das Klavier war für ihn lediglich ein Ausdrucksmittel, weil er wusste, wie die Noten klangen. Das ist faszinierend. Stellt euch vor, ein ganzes Orchester zu hören und in der Lage zu sein, jede Note, die jedes Instrument spielen soll, zu transkribieren, ohne sie tatsächlich zu hören. Erstaunlich, nicht wahr?

Schließt eure Augen und stellt euch die Melodie “Happy Birthday” oder “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” vor. Sie können die Melodie in Ihrem Kopf hören, auch wenn kein Ton zu hören ist, nicht wahr? Nun, Beethoven konnte dasselbe tun, nur konnte er es mit etwa 25 verschiedenen Instrumenten gleichzeitig tun und die Noten und Akkorde aufschreiben, die er sich in seinem Kopf vorgestellt hatte.

Nachdem er taub geworden war, schrieb er die Ode an die Freude, eines seiner größten Werke. Diese Symphonie, die von der Einheit der Menschheit handelt, vermittelt die Ideen von Freiheit, Frieden und Einheit.

Sehr passend für die heutige Welt.

Beethoven starb traurig, als er erst 56 Jahre alt war.

Glücklicherweise schrieb er für die Ewigkeit.

“Was du bist, bist du durch Zufall von Geburt an; was ich bin, bin ich allein. Es gibt und wird tausend Fürsten geben; es gibt nur einen Beethoven.”

-Beethoven

Und das ist Ihre Lektion in Musikgeschichte für heute!

The Good 4 All Experience

Good for you, good for me, good for Mother Earth, good for wild life, good for our children, good for our parents and good for our future and our planet.

When my friends Fredda Goldfarb and Patti Savoy reached out during our trying days of the 2020 quarantine Pandemic asking me to join them in the Good4All Experience, my first response was I’m too busy to take on any new projects.  Knowing these two as I do, I was intrigued to hear what possibly could be GOOD in a year where a virus was lurking and taking lives of loved ones, the murder of George Floyd and Breonna Taylor and other black men and women caused a disturbance and violence in every city across the nation.  Looting, violence, mayhem. Students including mine were rushed home to be home schooled.  People lost jobs and the fight for mere survival was paramount.  So, seriously what could be Good4All.

After our first Zoom meeting, I was All IN!  Sometimes in life, we really do make lemon aide out of lemons and I found that I was already utilizing the practices of Good4All and I could hone in my efforts and today we are thrilled to share.  When the Pandemic hit in early March, I found myself walking to the grocery store rather than driving to get my exercise.

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Deutsche Übersetzung:

Gebt niemals einen Traum auf, nur weil er so lange dauert, bis er wahr wird. Die Zeit wird sowieso vergehen.–Earl Nightingale

Food for Thought…Happy Labor Day!

And so it’s Labor Day.  Each year on the first Monday in September, we Americans observe this national holiday. For many, it is the marking the end of summer. We put away our linen whites, and fire up the backyard barbecues.

 

Federal, state and local governments are closed. Although the reason for this day is to recognize the 12 hour long, harsh, unsafe, working conditions during the 19th century, as many tried to earn a living, this day has morphed into a leisure day of good food, fun, family and friends.

As I prepare to head to a Covid-friendly friend’s backyard, I’m reminded of how my vision has changed on what I will devour this Labor Day Monday.  It has been 4 years since I ate a steak.  I can’t recall the last time I enjoyed a hot dog filled with mustard and relish running over.  A stop at Dicks, Seattle’s favorite drive in diner where I used to order two plain burgers, now suffices with their homestyle fries.

 

Although my dietary adjustments was really relationship based, my fiancé cooks, and I eat and he hasn’t had meat in decades.  He was open to my eating meat, but I decided to join him and  I must say I do feel better.  We  eat chicken and fish, so I have not felt deprived. I can’t say that like my daughter,  I’m on the Tofu or Beyond Burger wagon, but I’m definitely satisfied.  But an added bonus was when I joined my friends on a project which is releasing this Wednesday.  We have gained an understanding of how our planet is under duress and what we can do to make necessary changes.

Simple concessions such as taking a shorter shower, ride your bike to work to curb emissions, and reducing consumption of meat help greatly.  Shockingly, a vice reports that more than 1800 gallons of water is behind every pound of meat.  On average, the water we use in our households is about 98 gallons a day, says a U.S, Geological Survey. I’m sure during this Pandemic, these numbers are even greater.   It takes more than 1,000 gallons of water a day per person to produce the food and drinks in the average U.S. diet.  A 1/3 pound burger requires 660 gallons of water!

O.K. it’s Labor Day, so if you wanna enjoy your burger, go ahead, but with the above figures in mind.  Next week, try starting Meat Free Mondays. It will improve your health and that of the planet.

Read more about it: https://www.paulmccartney.com/causes/meat-free-monday

There’s No Place Like Home

As a rule, when we finish an apartment to turn over for rent, the quality and standards are that we ourselves would be willing to reside there.  Our crew, Eddie, my maintenance foreman, which for the past 24 years, I have called my “husband” from the waist up, my 88 year old mother, my diligent, hard working 26 year old son and I painstakingly collaborate on every detail.  From paint color, granite counter tops, wood laminate floors, lighting, and fixtures, we all map out what each turn will transform into.  As we hand over the keys to a new resident, it is our sweat and labor which we entrust to their good judgement and care.

Each morning, we check in on emergencies and make the rounds picking up trash strewn on the properties.  We check and monitor traffic, and often play warden over noise grievances and petty disputes.  We take calls hourly for broken fans, electrical outages, toilets clogged, and being locked out.  Our job is 24-7- literally every day of the week.

It’s a fallacy that landlords are titans which should bear the burden of providing housing free of charge during these turbulent times.  It can take years to recap our investment on a single turn in providing quality, affordable housing and we are often deficit spending to keep it going.

I believe we must work together.  The City Council members which advocate not paying rent in solidarity if you can is simply stealing.  You are stealing from housing providers who are dedicated to keeping you and your neighbors safe.  You are stealing from paying for the quality that you deserve to live in.  You are stealing from your community and keeping it secure.

Seattle City Council must listen up or lawsuits such as the one filed here will continue.  Remember, “There’s no place like home.”  I am committed to serving and I hope residents are committed to honoring the agreements signed.  Talk to your housing provider if you are in dire straights, but don’t just ignore or chose this time as a free ride.  We are in this together.

https://www.seattletimes.com/seattle-news/homeless/seattle-landlords-sue-gov-jay-inslee-and-mayor-jenny-durkan-over-eviction-moratoriums/?ocid=uxbndlbing