finishing what i start

I've got at least 5 posts in the line up, just waiting, wanting, to be finished. Alas, I think I'm in dirty dish territory right now and that prevents me from being productive. If I still lived on my own and so had no one else to be accountable to, I'd be eating Ghetto Risotto for dinner probably almost every night. As it is, I've got a roommate and it's hot out, so lately I've either been eating out or just eating lemon ices for dinner.

This post is at least something. One down, 5 to go (and counting, I just found another old one from eons ago while I was digging around for some links... :/ ).

In the meantime, trying to get energized with this #dancewin song (the actual video though is kinda lame-o, sorry). I've listened to this song at least 10 times today and hum-danced in the bathroom at my office (#luckilynoonesawme).

It's summer again... already and finally

The winter seemed like it was going to last for.ev.er.

Growing up in Southern California, I dreamed of leaves changing in the fall and snowy Christmases in winter and bird-chirping spring days. "The weather is so boring here," I'd always complain. This winter is what the kids like to call "karma, bitch." It lasted forever, was miserable and cold and rainy, and seemed neverending. There was snow in April, April!

chigasaki fireworks on the beach

Now the heat is on in Tokyo and it is not kidding around. It seems like it must be record temps every day and guess what... I'm loving it! Yeah it's hot and I have to do laundry like 5 times a week, but I've figured out that as much as I love leaves that change color and snow, I like that stuff in small doses (like other people's kids). I even realized that this may need to be something I factor in as I look for grad schools. I can't imagine trying to be productive and smart and thinking about my electricity bill because I've been blasting the heat to 30 degrees Celsius so I can walk around in shorts and a tank top like it's a California winter. I know, I'm weak. What can I say?

long tail boat and coral beach at long beach, thailand

Last summer, I was enthralled and infatuated with the house my friends and I shared in Chigasaki (I wrote about it here). This summer, there's been no such regular escape from city life. But there has been a relaxing and productive weekend getaway to Okinawa, a fantastic trip to Thailand, and some great days at Chigasaki beach, including fireworks this weekend. Yesterday, I got a surprise last minute invite to Summer Sonic, where Mr. Stevie Wonder helped soothe my winter blues and helped me enjoy the heavy humid Tokyo summer heat.

a fierce pedicure and beautiful beaches in okinawa

marianne and me at summer sonice (that's a tribe called quest in the background)

And then the sun broke through...

I started working on this post in March in Paris for the photoblog I contribute to, but that blog is in a very deep and severe coma, so I'm gonna post this here instead. I love this photo.

toy sail boats near the Louvre

Paris was slated to have a big windstorm because of the storm going across the north, but, luckily it wasn't too bad in the city. There was a lot of rain and wind in the morning, but in the afternoon, the sun broke through as I was walking back to my hotel. I was coming from the Left Bank (rive gauche) and decided to walk through the Tuileries Garden (next to the Louvre). Despite the light rain that was falling and the "breeze" (my umbrella was not happy), there was still a fair number of people out enjoying a walk on a Sunday.

It's days like this that I've really missed since leaving Paris. As I walked under the mini Arc de Triomphe at the entrance near the great Pyramid in the Louvre's courtyard, I heaved a BIG sigh of relief. It felt good to be in a place that felt both familiar and new. I used to walk through here or take the bus all the time. I love the anachronism of Paris, it gives me a little high each time I experience it and it's one of the things I miss the most about living there. Somehow the city's age and history makes it grand and quaint, overwhelming and cozy at the same time; there's always something new among the old. The juxtapositions mean I never get tired of looking around and exploring.

Dads and daughters... and educating us girls

First things first, my dad is awesome and an ode to him would almost be superfluous because just about every one of my friends who's ever met my dad immediately comments on his awesomeness and so, duh, it must therefore be true. Happy Father's Day, Dad! Thanks for being a truly great, awesome, supportive, stable, reliable, fun, charming dad... and for not making us take the dog back when Mom showed up with Tibbie.

I have a love-hate relationship with gift-giving. Every time a holiday or birthday rolls around, I dread gift-buying because I hate the idea of giving someone something that may/might/could/would just end up as some tchotchke they have to worry about getting rid of or finding a place for or it's the wrong size or they've already got one or they're allergic, etc. My dad is impossible to shop for because he has the annoying/convenient habit of just buying whatever techie gadget or opera DVD he wants when he wants it, unless we've specifically warned him to set stuff aside for us to buy him for Christmas or his birthday.

This year, instead of buying him a thing that he'll have to cart back to the States, I bought him $59 of legacy. I donated $59 (the combined total number of years he's been a dad to my sister and me) plus 15% to cover administrative costs in my Dad's name to a group in Ethiopia that pays families to keep their daughters in school. I donated through the Global Giving website, where I looked at the charities that one of my favorite organizations, The Girl Effect, supports.

My dad has always been very supportive of any educational endeavor I or my sister have made. He's always believed that our education (both formal and informal) is the most important thing in our lives and always took an X is no object (whatever X may have been: money, time, etc.) attitude when it came to finding ways to make our education happen. For as long as I can remember, my parents were saving for my sister's and my college educations and they told us they were doing that so that we understood what college would mean. If it meant quizzing us during dinner ("Miki, what's 27 times 14?" It wasn't fair that my dad is a human abacus.), we studied and chewed at the same time. Vacations were educational in terms of life experience and exposure to other cultures, not just beach time (though that was good, too). As soon as I was out of college, my dad started talking to me about planning for my retirement, educating me himself on investing and personal finance (I've since taught him a couple things, too!). And it's never, ever, ever, ever been any question that just because his kids are girls that we deserved anything less than whatever the best he and my mom could provide us to make sure we received the education that would help us to succeed in life. It may not have seemed like it, Dad, but I definitely recognized that early on and have always appreciated it.

Unfortunately, not every girl in this world is so lucky. A lot of parents don't believe that investing in educating their girls is a worthwhile cause. As a result of my parents' great support of education, I've come to understand that education is a human right and something that everyone should have access to. There is a lot of evidence that points to educating girls and physically keeping them in school as being one of the most effective ways to:

• elevate women and children out of poverty
• increase the age of marriage for girls
  
• reduce maternal/pregnancy-related health risks and death due to giving birth too young
• reduce population growth
• reduce the spread of sexually-transmitted diseases
• increase overall economic development by allowing women to be fully incorporated into the labor force
• improve children's health and mortality rates

If you're interested in learning more about how great an effect educating girls and women and supporting women's development can have on global development, the book, Half the Sky, is a great introduction to the topic.

For other great charitable giving ideas for Father's Day, check out Nick Kristof's column on the subject (the rat thing sounds very cool).


So, thanks, Dad and Mom, for always believing in the importance of educating your girls (even though that meant we got better at being argumentative pains in the butt).

My dad's favorite (i.e., most irritating because he was right!) thing to remind my sister and I about was whether or not we were meeting our potential. A "B" was fine if I'd worked my butt off for that "B" (hello, Algebra II). So, to all my ones of readers out there, where are you on your potential? Are you out meeting it every day in your work? In your schooling? In your support of causes that are important to you?

By the way, the touching post about dads and daughters that inspired me to write this post can be found here.

Feelin' a little twitterish

Confession: I got on the Twitter bandwagon. You can follow me here (or by clicking on the cool widget in the sidebar).

It happened a couple of months ago. We had a cool event here at ADBI--Jeffrey Sachs and Joseph Stiglitz spoke. It was probably one of the most entertaining events I'll ever attend on the topic of the global reserve system, a generally pretty dry topic. ;) Anyway, Sachs' super smart assistant, Cindy, was basically live-blogging the event via Twitter. I scrolled through the rest of her tweets, saw some of the people she follows, and realized, hey, there's some good stuff on this thing. So, I signed up.


I had previously thought of Twitter as just a Facebook status update overload tool and I really, really don't need to know what this friend ate for lunch and what their food looked like, or how hot and crowded it is while waiting on the platform for the metro to pull up. Boring! But Cindy's twitter feed is full of really interesting articles, news, and retweets mostly related to international development topics... and little tweets here and there about the cool places she's visiting as part of her job (after Tokyo, she and J. Sachs went to Timor Leste!).

So, now I'm up to 88 feeds that I'm following, mostly related to international development, news, and politics. I can really, truly, honestly, no lyin' tell you that I've learned a lot from Twitter. The prospect of grad school is more exciting thinking that I'll be able to rub shoulders every day with other people who are as quick w/ their twitter fingers as they are with their minds. I'm not sure where or when yet for grad school, but I know it'll be fun.

Most Memorable Moments from the Women in the World Summit - The Daily Beast

Some highlights came from celebrities, but many were from extraordinary women whose names you may not recognize. Here’s our first set of video vignettes, with more to come this week.

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