Monday, 27 October 2014
Howdy my friends! I'm BACK!
I hope you're all well and happy!
I've had a jam-packed two years, fellows. I got my PhD, so now I'm officially a doctor of sexuality and feminist studies! Then my partner and I moved to France. Sunny South of France, to be precise. You know, glistening beaches, palm trees and orchards heavy with olives, lemons, and oranges.... I could go on but I think you get the picture. Aw, it's a hard life, really.
Hard to get any work done when the beach and pool are beckoning, but I did teach English in various businesses around here. At the time, there was public debate surrounding gay marriage and adoption rights in France, so naturally our English conversation revolved around that. Young people and middle-aged people, builders, scientists, people on the dole, and CEOs all shared their views. Personally, I think gay marriage and adoption is great, but sadly not many people agreed. The law approving gay marriage was passed though, so YAY.
Then I got pregnant, and miscarried. Then I got pregnant again, and subequently got to exprience what it's like to be pregnant and give birth in France. I've got bones to pick and fingers to wag, my friends! Prepare for the worst!
So I gave birth to a wee baby, and the first question everyone asked was...guess what? Come on, I know you've guessed it by now? YES!
IS IT A BOY OR A GIRL? Just GREAT. I think my blog folder on feminist parenting will probably explode over the next few months.
Right now I'm raising money for my next project, on the sexual abuse of maids in Paraguay. Talking to victims of sexual abuse will be a huge challenge, for which I'm prepping right now. I'm going to share stories as I go along.
On a lighter note, I've taken up dancing again. Salsa, Bachata, and an African tango called Kizomba. Hmmm. Lots of things happening there for a feminist to get worked up about... but mostly just a great hobby to have, which makes me a happy bunny!
That's it for now, folks! I'll see you here for a new post every Monday. Stay tuned for my next post on reactions to my armpit hair in dance class.