9.12.2009

An out-of-the-blue message from a novice change-maker...

Dear friends and family,

I realize this message from me has come from out-of-the-blue... some of you haven't heard from me in years and must wonder why I'm suddenly emailing you now and others get my random blog posts but never a direct email. I have paced back and forth to my computer, wondering if I should "bother" people, especially knowing that not all of us share the same political ideas or values. Then I realized every single one of the people listed in my address book were people that have had some sort of impact on me and might be patient with me as you read on. I realize when talking about health reform political tongues can lash and minds can become muddled in right or left wings but I can't just sit behind the computer screen any longer.

Right now Daniel and I are in the middle of sorting out our own health care. He is in grad school and gets limited coverage through school but I am left with no care. I had to make a scary decision this summer: to be insured, be poor and be miserable at my job or be uninsured/or pay for private insurance, be poor and like myself again. As scary as it was, I lept, in faith, and jumped into the second option. I have been fortunate that this is the first time in my life I have had to make that choice but I realized that it just isn't right to be stuck in a job for the sole purpose of health coverage. For those in this situation, you'd probably agree that the view is much different from the "uninsured" side of things. It's rather ironic timing that this has happened in my personal life in the midst of this national health reform. Although I'm not always a sign-seeker, I take it as confirmation that I shouldn't sit idly by and hope others will step in to influence Washington for change. Instead, I need to be one of those people, one of those naughty, little change-makers.

Change is such a loaded word these days. President Obama partly won his title on this courageous note of change however now that change is happening, many clutch their security blankets and conclude with a knee-jerk reaction of fear. Granted, change is never easy but that doesn't make it wrong. Wasn't change the impetuous during the Civil Rights movement, allowing all races equality? Wasn't change on the agenda when the Americans with Disabilities act was passed and people with disabilities were no longer sterilized or institutionalized? Didn't change allow the opportunity for women to vote, have careers and own land? During the era's of these changes, there was also the same volatile fear we hear today, the need to clutch to what is familiar and safe. However, living as we now do, can you imagine our lives without these necessary changes? Can you even imagine not being able to sit at a restaurant with friends of all races, all backgrounds? Can you imagine locking up a young child with autism or down's syndrome? As a woman, can you imagine not being able to pursue careers or influence politics as you do so now? Some may say my comparisons are dramatic and have nothing to do with the current health care debate but I firmly disagree. Those times of change were all about freedom just as it is now. No matter the income, race, or status, all Americans should have the freedom to take care of themselves. It is our basic right as human beings. If I truly live in the "country of the free," then I should have the right to choose and access health insurance so I can responsibly take care of myself and my family without financially burdening other Americans.

As the world of health care currently turns in our country, none of us are in the drivers seat, even those that have insurance. Instead, well-fed corporates take the wheel, making decisions on whether or not we "qualify" for coverage and how much it will cost. Their wallets swell as pre-existing conditions are discovered or essential non-generic drugs are prescribed. It is time for us to reclaim the wheel and take control over our own health care, our own health. If car insurance is a mandatory requirement in most states, why isn't health care? Do we really care more about our cars, our property, then our own bodies? Our own health?

So first, let me thank you for taking the time to read this long-winded email (for those that subscribe to our blog, my apologies if you received this twice). In addition to satiating my need to do something, to become that change-maker, I hope this email has encouraged you to do so as well. If it has, one really easy step is to log onto this website and notify your congressmen of your opinions. It is a safe and secure site and provides an easy way to show support with the click of the mouse.

I do hope this email finds you and yours healthy, happy and you're able to pursue your dreams. Although my decision to take the job with no health care was risky, I am happy and a healthier person for it. Hmmm.... isn't that ironic?

All my love,
Ashley-Anne Furner Brown



8.30.2009

A Yankee's Observation of the South: Food

As it is proving to be a large part of life down here,
my first observational post of the South is about Food...
  1. Chain Game: I have never seen so many chain restaurants in a 10 mile radius in my entire life. From KFC, to Bojangles, to Chiles, to Checkers... Greenville has every chain restaurant known to man... makes me feel a little sick...
  2. Farm Fresh: To counter the fast-food revolution in Greenville, the county has a WONDERFUL farmer's market... really one of the best ones I've been to in the states (the ones in MD are just too overpriced). It is so amazing, I'll be writing a separate post about it later!
  3. Fry me home: Everything you order comes with something fried... fried hush puppies, fried corn bread/corn sticks, fried potatoes, and fried okra. My arteries are searching for an exit strategy.
  4. All things meat: It would be hard to be a veg-head here. Meals aren't meals without a large portion of some sort of animal. Not only is the meat the main attraction, it usually takes up 2/3s of the plate. This meal was from Uncle Yammy's Ribs... beef brisket and Yammy's chicken. (Note the fried corn sticks (top left) and fried okra in the picture!)
  5. Royal Pigs: The south isn't good for a kosher diet either. Pork is the meat of the south. We drove towards Raleigh a few days ago (to go to Trader Joe's for our organic, preservative free products... ha!) and drove past a sign that read "Take the next exit and visit our Pork Center!" As if a center of pork isn't bad enough, who was inviting us? A cute little pig, his little red tongue sticking out, balancing a large crown on his head. We are admist royalty here!
  6. NC BBQ: I am learning that barbeque is nothing to mess around with down here. Maybe it's because the pig is king or maybe it's because it is just that good. Eastern Carolina barbeque is vinegar based and is becoming a fast favorite. The whole hog is cooked slowly over coals, chopped up and laced with slightly salty, slightly spicy sauce. I don't take it as seriously as the locals, but I do like it. The texture and saltiness reminds me of kalua pig in Hawa'ii... YUM! Somehow I've failed to get a pic of the bbq we've eating... this one will have to do (what we've had looked better than this, though).
  7. Mean, Lean Grilling Machine: I'm not sure if #7 has much to do with the South as it's more about our love affair with grilling. Fellow apartment dwellers can commiserate I'm sure. When you live in an apartment, the opportunity to cook outdoors is either limited or.... illegal (silly fire codes....) so we have always coveted our parent's grills, barbecuing any chance we could. Our new place boasts 6-8 grills on the premises, most near the pools. Tongs, lighter and full propane tanks are even included!
We've grilled every meal this week, including dessert....
let's just say I'm not a huge fan of grilled cantaloupe!

8.25.2009

Pyrates life for me!

Welcome to Greenville, North Carolina!

Although there were moments of "are we ever going to make it?"
we've done it... we've moved and gained residency in an entirely new state!



Daniel is pursuing grad school in Maritime Studies/History at Eastern Carolina University. He has a love of the sea and it's wonderful to see this all fall into place for him. The program will be for at least two years and discussions are already underway about a thesis and it was only his first day today!

I'll have a change of pace as well... taking a break from public ed and working one-on-one with students with disabilities. I'll also be working with teachers in rural areas, teaching them best practices of working with students with disabilities. I'm pretty excited for the change.
All in all, the transition is going well and am enjoying the last few days of summer before I begin working next week.

My hope is, during this move, is to keep you all posted on our NC adventures on this blog... I do think I need to change the name of it, though... possibly Pyrate's DnA*... what do you think?



Arghhhh!


*The next few years will be consumed with everything-pyrate I presume... ECU's mascot is the pirates and, let's face it, my husband will be studying everything martime!