When I was a little feminist my family moved around a lot. My father was in the military and so every couple of years we would pack up our whole life in little boxes and ship them all around the country. It was usually a sad time saying goodbye to our favorite people and places however through every move, with every new destination, my mother made our house a home.
Who You Admire Now
Katie- My friend Tory, who recently lost her fight against angiosarcoma, a rare and brutal cancer. Our girl endured SO much, yet her strength and positive attitude never faltered. She truly lived life to the fullest. Seeing her come up against such a terrible prognosis, countless chemo and radiation treatments, and unimaginable pain with such grace is truly inspirational. We used to look alike in elementary school and dressed up as twins every year on twin day. Then Tory lost her hair and gained weight as result of her treatment. I mean, that’s enough to seriously shake any woman’s disposition. But Tory’s attitude was so bright and she stayed so beautiful. When I’m facing something tough and find myself freaking out, I remember her and how brave she was, and I think, “If Tory could face up to her illness they way she did, than you can certainly overcome THIS problem”. And it’s true. What a bad-ass bitch.
I became sexually active at fifteen, and I was always very proactive in my general and sexual health. I researched and decided that the best birth control method for me was the Mirena, based on my habits and lifestyle. I went to my OBGYN, who refused to give me the Mirena, or any other form of birth control that wasn’t the pill. Why?
Who You Admire Now
Anna- Okay, this may sound silly but in all honesty I’m really admiring Judge Judy Sheindlin. My Dad has been a huge fan for years so I grew up watching her. Then, I happened to learn that the law school I began attending was Judge Judy’s alma mater. I feel like my Dad approved of my school choice more after hearing this. I’m in my fifth week of class now and one thing that really struck me from the beginning was the guy to girl ratio in classes. I knew law was a male dominated field but I hadn’t thought about it much. It really hit me one day sitting in a class of 20 and I realized there were 5 girls in it. In 2012, only 31.3% of attorneys were women. It’s a little intimidating. Then, I thought of Judge Judy. She graduated in 1965. Can you imagine what that would have been like as a girl?! They estimate a graduating class in 1965 would have been 3% women. The passion, drive, strength, and so much more it would have taken to be a woman in law school then is awe-inspiring. Now Judge Judy has heard more than 20,000 cases and that’s BEFORE starting her television show in 1996. Talk about a bad ass bitch!
Growing up I had no idea I was surrounded by such amazing women: artists, doctors, teachers and authors. It is my absolute pleasure to share with you the bad ass bitch of the week and my aunt, Gail Dwyer- the author of Tough as Nails, One Women’s Journey Through West Point.
West Point admitted its first admitted female cadets in 1976 (116 women out of about 1000 cadets) and my aunt Gail was part of the 2nd graduating class of women. Can you imagine being one of one hundred men? That’s bananas! I couldn’t even write a good joke about that because it’s just. truly. bananas.
Right now I am super in love with cheerleader turned high school football star Armand Fernandez-Pierre! It’s like glee is becoming real life or real life is glee… either way I couldn’t be more excited.
During half time Armand turns in his helmet for his pomps and kills it on the field. I CAN NOT believe how high his kicks are. Check out his routine at the 1 min mark here. Truly amazeballs.
It’s the same every time. I walk into an event related to my field – web and app development- and I revert back to that nervous 8 year old girl. “What languages do you know?” is my first introduction from a dauntingly tall swedish guy, “So what is it exactly do you do?” is the next question from an overly assertive doctorate student, “are you a recruiter?” asks an equally nervous twenty something. Why is it never, “Hi, my name is __, where do you work?”- the typical greeting for my male counterparts. I’m immediately thrown into a quiz-one that I always feel unprepared for, the result always ends with me stammering run on sentences, and trying to compensate for my self-perceived awkwardness.
I know that I am going to get a call from my mother shortly because she is always telling me to knock off my language in the newsletter but an f bomb is in order! Diana Nyad is our bad ass bitch of the week for swimming about a billion miles (110.4 miles in 52 hours and 54 minutes) from Cuba to Florida this past weekend- and she is sixty-fucking-four! SIXTY FUCKING FOUR! Do you know what I could do in 52 hours? Nothing! Holy beaver!