tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54079534807653918582024-03-13T05:40:30.214-06:00Own the DayKaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.comBlogger230125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-87862978844817735172023-12-12T13:53:00.005-07:002023-12-12T13:53:46.160-07:00I Am...<p>I am a funny girl who loves math.</p><p>I wonder if there was ever a horse that could fly.</p><p>I hear the small birds chirping in my ears.</p><p>I see a beautiful crimson sunset on a soft summer day.</p><p>I want to become an Air Force Cadet.</p><p>I am a funny girl who loves math.</p><p><br /></p><p>I pretend that I am a princess who loves unicorns.</p><p>I feel my hair blowing in my face as I run down the street. </p><p>I touch the sandy rocks in my backyard as I climb them.</p><p>I worry that a tornado, earthquake or fire will take away my home.</p><p>I cry when I miss my family.</p><p>I am a funny girl who loves math.</p><p><br /></p><p>I understand that someday I will have to go to college.</p><p>I say "stand up for what you believe in, even if you have to die for it".</p><p>I dream that fantasy stories could come true.</p><p>I try to learn something new each day.</p><p>I hope for world peace.</p><p>I am a funny girl who loves math.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5_DkIgMEul6Q_O3ePVSeHtsNf9ZbhN58u6dq7vZUUWhTvEDi5lGL5VCC7QfKHjzCHNp2iBL4W5q6bQGS05WejMygJvB-cWldmikxMc-0TEaxn_x29BsfGZfQSxToistGBS48YfRQHQ8r4CSQA-SiFohhtkjSyVaHJLCzFO-8wnsM5_LabGDxMivsmvIM/s1100/1996%20I%20Am%20Poem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1100" data-original-width="849" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5_DkIgMEul6Q_O3ePVSeHtsNf9ZbhN58u6dq7vZUUWhTvEDi5lGL5VCC7QfKHjzCHNp2iBL4W5q6bQGS05WejMygJvB-cWldmikxMc-0TEaxn_x29BsfGZfQSxToistGBS48YfRQHQ8r4CSQA-SiFohhtkjSyVaHJLCzFO-8wnsM5_LabGDxMivsmvIM/w309-h400/1996%20I%20Am%20Poem.jpg" width="309" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-66267893881479309042023-11-24T15:31:00.010-07:002023-11-24T15:51:44.285-07:00Wall of Comedy and Shame - Plan Review Edition<p>Just a collection of work related funnies that got stapled to my wall over the last few years to create a fun collage. From my days at MSD Project Clear mostly in the development review department and some from the program planning department.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhubx2NDdfBEJVW_7AdBQts-23wrifhjBwfCOshTZAe6JuBomqtQPQrBbbs_hNj_YvuWX0QrXcw3RUYHZV9fMJlqkK95TJAbd6CZAkfY8ZQpSmRnEHvJpJQoyiXFi4ZpRVvSfh-lkKPx4C2Xoim-moe3Ef3rLOhjbkcpFh-ndjmx5ceG-qJsJMHABhYmhg/s1387/MSD%20Project%20Clear%20Table%20Tent%20Name%20Tag.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="634" data-original-width="1387" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhubx2NDdfBEJVW_7AdBQts-23wrifhjBwfCOshTZAe6JuBomqtQPQrBbbs_hNj_YvuWX0QrXcw3RUYHZV9fMJlqkK95TJAbd6CZAkfY8ZQpSmRnEHvJpJQoyiXFi4ZpRVvSfh-lkKPx4C2Xoim-moe3Ef3rLOhjbkcpFh-ndjmx5ceG-qJsJMHABhYmhg/w400-h183/MSD%20Project%20Clear%20Table%20Tent%20Name%20Tag.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9zOWWv6zDL46aFeBe6VllyX1dMb8z25UAOXhskUb_uaMdu563rHUILps_WE83l4EArlezy4oS3CJGixDBlPfKRcuMxFMW6DKPiJQUSaV1Ntq5WEAG8wiGuiYrMfy32E2nPpz_DxKF0R6AVJe4ER6Cg2NJ5R9ebmN5jcSpaTQKfu8XjTU47XGOxtr6xyU/s662/Acella%20Permit%20Hiccup.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="548" data-original-width="662" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9zOWWv6zDL46aFeBe6VllyX1dMb8z25UAOXhskUb_uaMdu563rHUILps_WE83l4EArlezy4oS3CJGixDBlPfKRcuMxFMW6DKPiJQUSaV1Ntq5WEAG8wiGuiYrMfy32E2nPpz_DxKF0R6AVJe4ER6Cg2NJ5R9ebmN5jcSpaTQKfu8XjTU47XGOxtr6xyU/s320/Acella%20Permit%20Hiccup.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Accela vomited alotta permits</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZGuuqE7QYGykZAjlcy1iFT3X81mb3HyZkp9fnA5a-82LL59przMypp2XjOQw_AtjnI1AKBljvV9snr-z2hozxVvCLjjk1aYEgO44jxcbonCnwMeS0NImHM-WwzaRsmIAuDCIZzAyGbx4yP0LxBcVCkiodXCwN2UQSW20zRlZ5E0eDg58ntgOr8v8rLO0/s1991/Subdivision%20Sewer%20Layout.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1026" data-original-width="1991" height="206" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZGuuqE7QYGykZAjlcy1iFT3X81mb3HyZkp9fnA5a-82LL59przMypp2XjOQw_AtjnI1AKBljvV9snr-z2hozxVvCLjjk1aYEgO44jxcbonCnwMeS0NImHM-WwzaRsmIAuDCIZzAyGbx4yP0LxBcVCkiodXCwN2UQSW20zRlZ5E0eDg58ntgOr8v8rLO0/w400-h206/Subdivision%20Sewer%20Layout.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's a cul-de-sac. Get yer mind outta the gutter.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsACTcfr1OmSG9loN2m_cmlgkbZUTLCXVcgpyNnqAZZO2FKP7mYqcQWYordX-5vfzxIjqd-0xnBWtAS4IwUi5AVWglbHOW4b3yXd5nuExsAnixtkrz__pX89a99eBbeavTEtKC5qpwjCz-f7cQ29gWZMjzpHLVdQUusL4AThNRvb62qJTdlj71FyMuT9s/s1686/Understanding%20Engineers.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="635" data-original-width="1686" height="151" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsACTcfr1OmSG9loN2m_cmlgkbZUTLCXVcgpyNnqAZZO2FKP7mYqcQWYordX-5vfzxIjqd-0xnBWtAS4IwUi5AVWglbHOW4b3yXd5nuExsAnixtkrz__pX89a99eBbeavTEtKC5qpwjCz-f7cQ29gWZMjzpHLVdQUusL4AThNRvb62qJTdlj71FyMuT9s/w400-h151/Understanding%20Engineers.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mom found some quotes for my college graduation :)</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL2F6zIH8-JCNC_L82opLZDtvnQoe3pgV6p2zpoc20Vbs6Dn4roLKQM1BHbb_PAJ6MtOrw22KsJATR7q0fHm08YbOj5noL46-UGiMjfzy5La9_6mObFhUmvgd3E59j-CpKN1T8MwChFzs9qOyp_8NC1zGuX6M0MMYtN0_lVCsrc_trY0FEhyphenhyphenU9cNnUMso/s540/Safety%20Minute%20-%20Tick%20Bites.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="520" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL2F6zIH8-JCNC_L82opLZDtvnQoe3pgV6p2zpoc20Vbs6Dn4roLKQM1BHbb_PAJ6MtOrw22KsJATR7q0fHm08YbOj5noL46-UGiMjfzy5La9_6mObFhUmvgd3E59j-CpKN1T8MwChFzs9qOyp_8NC1zGuX6M0MMYtN0_lVCsrc_trY0FEhyphenhyphenU9cNnUMso/s320/Safety%20Minute%20-%20Tick%20Bites.jpg" width="308" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Safety Minute about Ticks 1</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbNI7KWWZTDHLR_iy-LMmH45T8VDD6zuQzkY6u5HCxRBy1tpiSRxr7lw2NHO2KTgMgo9GvmK3ygNreCfHfxtJSNlcTMnFgBxb8UcgQXTuy6g35FDObWKFNPeOmrRA_xYWnTgKoGvrzQIvJjCImzBKYDPGw9U8EfPULIFcQb8H__ooFlC645P7QDrZ-Src/s731/Safety%20Minute%20-%20Ticks.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="417" data-original-width="731" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbNI7KWWZTDHLR_iy-LMmH45T8VDD6zuQzkY6u5HCxRBy1tpiSRxr7lw2NHO2KTgMgo9GvmK3ygNreCfHfxtJSNlcTMnFgBxb8UcgQXTuy6g35FDObWKFNPeOmrRA_xYWnTgKoGvrzQIvJjCImzBKYDPGw9U8EfPULIFcQb8H__ooFlC645P7QDrZ-Src/s320/Safety%20Minute%20-%20Ticks.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Safety Minute about Ticks 2</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqnchyphenhyphenP9UWUhYoSGfYagsH4-kPs77DmbO3qnPlvKS5qECiiexYHeR0LOSKMj5GIJswYP_-db_yfi1mU7zYjDcDgo9p0gORXRbg1B4E8UOIPH8RxIVCf7Xq6QmkAzzl5sYoR955G2P4y90GwU6w80MmABtmEHKU2PKOdZzOMP-cUcvVgUNTK4pHsYWxwo/s610/Sewer%20Blocked%20By%20A%20Large%20Pooh.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="457" data-original-width="610" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqnchyphenhyphenP9UWUhYoSGfYagsH4-kPs77DmbO3qnPlvKS5qECiiexYHeR0LOSKMj5GIJswYP_-db_yfi1mU7zYjDcDgo9p0gORXRbg1B4E8UOIPH8RxIVCf7Xq6QmkAzzl5sYoR955G2P4y90GwU6w80MmABtmEHKU2PKOdZzOMP-cUcvVgUNTK4pHsYWxwo/w400-h300/Sewer%20Blocked%20By%20A%20Large%20Pooh.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My favorite shitty pun :D</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeHfxDdiBPECDaVM2LCckDfrmfjfZmRVgs6ZN7l-j63Ne9wQeMlKY_h4oo4rEeD1Jk5JoVjRx1ozNAJoJTsH3Pa9VK7xobmwUpXu-oP_jN7fu0fHnS4nV-CGxuV6_vKdzoMokFpp9tGhazrB339CjHFQ1xo_WM8TA8HBeFm9KSmoU6dABUuft2JbCtV0w/s968/Day%204%20Kaleena%20Haiku%20from%20Erin.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="968" height="235" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeHfxDdiBPECDaVM2LCckDfrmfjfZmRVgs6ZN7l-j63Ne9wQeMlKY_h4oo4rEeD1Jk5JoVjRx1ozNAJoJTsH3Pa9VK7xobmwUpXu-oP_jN7fu0fHnS4nV-CGxuV6_vKdzoMokFpp9tGhazrB339CjHFQ1xo_WM8TA8HBeFm9KSmoU6dABUuft2JbCtV0w/s320/Day%204%20Kaleena%20Haiku%20from%20Erin.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Haiku from Erin</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk5WwHPSatY-lOGxOODD43-XJUABxSeNBpZoT9OZcegLFBFDIYzKfNGzrPd6bCADV5QyA2vgamDhZAwIYWwNOZsprcjWgXwkjKIZaN31GdwsLD4iDulIVB09F85MitgAUFzWsCoWwAMHxdMXlsjHEZG9deE7JWm5pdfNmwecZlvbtj_645wz4i1Ci2mj8/s2187/18MSD-00124%20Zone%20of%20Influence.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1680" data-original-width="2187" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk5WwHPSatY-lOGxOODD43-XJUABxSeNBpZoT9OZcegLFBFDIYzKfNGzrPd6bCADV5QyA2vgamDhZAwIYWwNOZsprcjWgXwkjKIZaN31GdwsLD4iDulIVB09F85MitgAUFzWsCoWwAMHxdMXlsjHEZG9deE7JWm5pdfNmwecZlvbtj_645wz4i1Ci2mj8/w400-h308/18MSD-00124%20Zone%20of%20Influence.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Will the building smoosh the sewer or nah?</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiGwV57dr3YIgCWmsjySr15HbHhCxA0zEbSFm0i3p5s1PylqKYFCkgWoopvp7uBFZe1ZLuRoHb0ZB8np_nezG492xJEwMzddeSCLWzoFOcmJrQ1hhleFI3YCN7PmShKJLpncudw0pwjBF6-joAsF6huLT5r9BxbV3ICr6MHpOHa8bjbGA2mmuwL8hEYKo/s591/Bluebeam%20Arrow.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="586" data-original-width="591" height="317" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiGwV57dr3YIgCWmsjySr15HbHhCxA0zEbSFm0i3p5s1PylqKYFCkgWoopvp7uBFZe1ZLuRoHb0ZB8np_nezG492xJEwMzddeSCLWzoFOcmJrQ1hhleFI3YCN7PmShKJLpncudw0pwjBF6-joAsF6huLT5r9BxbV3ICr6MHpOHa8bjbGA2mmuwL8hEYKo/s320/Bluebeam%20Arrow.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is correct way to create an arrow in Adobe</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYGtyViqnx-UzrEU6nbrdxQTH5PX3YQd5seVhDPYHElrvwClE1jLfUd3Z0fEBWWz-AzA4Td8MQQrzYT4mBuU7U0CYbOIacKU1XrUwIxYQYKC2uIXrHGbMb_6KY3SRTckseQlF7-W0dO9lEfRaKgHf67B-6tCNLU8KtuCoO0WhHy32JoVvWQobjWT41cKE/s2227/Marc%20Cammarata%20-%20Philadelphia%20Water%20Department.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="925" data-original-width="2227" height="166" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYGtyViqnx-UzrEU6nbrdxQTH5PX3YQd5seVhDPYHElrvwClE1jLfUd3Z0fEBWWz-AzA4Td8MQQrzYT4mBuU7U0CYbOIacKU1XrUwIxYQYKC2uIXrHGbMb_6KY3SRTckseQlF7-W0dO9lEfRaKgHf67B-6tCNLU8KtuCoO0WhHy32JoVvWQobjWT41cKE/w400-h166/Marc%20Cammarata%20-%20Philadelphia%20Water%20Department.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Green Infrastructure Leadership Exchange FTW!</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6P0wP6XcWtrBzOVaMYTUFr1xAhVf1CQxv1l9aCeeO7Z5uE2IH-RU_qcR5T358OT_kBSQBFxMXJteLpFwDQrS-v0nge5gnSzRCJHL-SUP2qtjAYpmZ_Df9LJ71QKatd_O0Wnz5YSayB0pNGZZcQqorv8JkOzCJOs04zw6Kh1EevSAkr2R3lU860NYgV8o/s1279/Strapped%20Plumging.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="827" data-original-width="1279" height="259" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6P0wP6XcWtrBzOVaMYTUFr1xAhVf1CQxv1l9aCeeO7Z5uE2IH-RU_qcR5T358OT_kBSQBFxMXJteLpFwDQrS-v0nge5gnSzRCJHL-SUP2qtjAYpmZ_Df9LJ71QKatd_O0Wnz5YSayB0pNGZZcQqorv8JkOzCJOs04zw6Kh1EevSAkr2R3lU860NYgV8o/w400-h259/Strapped%20Plumging.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"strapped plumbing"</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4kzPdy-NNhr_zRPodJLj2Rlm9Zr-XnrKTLASUUky58uDQvmX7HRSJ-AKFodKufdKlMlAQJrtQu1bl0ThVUHKSoPvKBAIKBUdxHSLMKs7yqSto3SrOGwDicaEB1NSunekrRtBtM4OpTAQGbdsQjgj4SGXzhxCP6MyDJ2nfw6_HbJhloNP1pxZMnPXJLvE/s1835/2020%20Happy%20Holidays%20$5%20Gas%20Card%20from%20MSD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="813" data-original-width="1835" height="178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4kzPdy-NNhr_zRPodJLj2Rlm9Zr-XnrKTLASUUky58uDQvmX7HRSJ-AKFodKufdKlMlAQJrtQu1bl0ThVUHKSoPvKBAIKBUdxHSLMKs7yqSto3SrOGwDicaEB1NSunekrRtBtM4OpTAQGbdsQjgj4SGXzhxCP6MyDJ2nfw6_HbJhloNP1pxZMnPXJLvE/w400-h178/2020%20Happy%20Holidays%20$5%20Gas%20Card%20from%20MSD.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hand-labeled, stickered, and taped envelope for a gas card with $5 whole dollars on it lolololol</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5VrLqam8BNIVevXvQVjQblTZfg8NsR17IHRB8RvSO8_SZAdbtowIl7y16RbnWOMKdCuccSmMIAvKOeKitfBpK6zx_0Y7q07Goo_H1TTJhwWIiXKynSjJYFe250r_Ts63ykgG2nYZl3uVNKFaU1i7YiKhUHlukAjaNiP0-7pxLNHRV6hqMRAuIHIBZqGs/s831/Every%20Single%20Day%20Do%20Something%20That%20Makes%20Your%20Heart%20Sing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="530" data-original-width="831" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5VrLqam8BNIVevXvQVjQblTZfg8NsR17IHRB8RvSO8_SZAdbtowIl7y16RbnWOMKdCuccSmMIAvKOeKitfBpK6zx_0Y7q07Goo_H1TTJhwWIiXKynSjJYFe250r_Ts63ykgG2nYZl3uVNKFaU1i7YiKhUHlukAjaNiP0-7pxLNHRV6hqMRAuIHIBZqGs/w400-h255/Every%20Single%20Day%20Do%20Something%20That%20Makes%20Your%20Heart%20Sing.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A-men.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="571" data-original-width="450" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnQXla3SsrAz6UCkkPdeetpItGAbhS72Cc1CCRs1f43hkB2TdeHBoha_LHqm0_6FtCji152n7URD0xf16z2DgZwmk3osqAgHpipo6MsIOL9DREGIbSSQ2hPH79Zu5SpOjDqaP2EASk5jIlTSpglZ1wg_eqDvEPaNxofD3fbf-2UDZhIB5utYuE-yyx4_U/s320/Youre%20Awesome%20Thanks%20Hannah.jpg" width="252" /></a></div><br />Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-69506668215347684102023-04-18T18:55:00.003-06:002023-04-18T18:57:23.755-06:00I am strong<p>I've worked really hard to find movement that's fun for me and my body. I tried everything in high school from marching band, to racquet ball and cross-country. I LOVED weightlifting so much that when I had to drop Science of Science Fiction, I signed up for weightlifting a third time even though I "hated PE" and already had all my PE credits.</p><p>I don't remember my coach's name, but I do remember that he pronounced my name wrong. I helped teach him on the very first day of class, again on day two, and again the next week, and the tried all over again at the start of the 2nd semester. One time I gently corrected him, he told me I spelled my name wrong. Without skipping a beat I told him he could spell it however he liked in his book to remember how to pronounce it correctly. He didn't like that. I didn't like the dozen other times I tried to teach him.</p><p>I don't remember my coach's name, but I remember how he ignored me. May 17, 2004 was certainly not the first time I asked about getting a record on the board. I'm guessing it was the last day of class. I had been staring at the board hovering between 165 and hvy wts all year and asked him what I needed to do to officially land a record.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsm_aZWzcU9yA7D4ZjYzYEuBJPulh-tWHMFVRzpFXRtXLlPpfL_uXJIpJlPyX_1NVXJklN2cmf1psxuEmDl8gDbrrke65w_JrEk0Ru8lxOSpDjUIYG7RCpT7rTikY3g2hhMPeHfiDNYDaHTe-kgppO0eOxF_RI6rK40f0tYYy4FMCv0k5hzjTfxQq4/s1469/Picture78987896%20057.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1101" data-original-width="1469" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsm_aZWzcU9yA7D4ZjYzYEuBJPulh-tWHMFVRzpFXRtXLlPpfL_uXJIpJlPyX_1NVXJklN2cmf1psxuEmDl8gDbrrke65w_JrEk0Ru8lxOSpDjUIYG7RCpT7rTikY3g2hhMPeHfiDNYDaHTe-kgppO0eOxF_RI6rK40f0tYYy4FMCv0k5hzjTfxQq4/w400-h300/Picture78987896%20057.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I don't remember my coach's name, but I remember telling my partner of my goal and she jumped right into action. I already had chest press in mind. I liked competing with the boys and was close to them on chest and coach never taught the girls how to do squats. I could've cleaned house on any.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHw8601TWhEBUi2jD1Lww17q5GPFf_bGGzVTNePVIUmWIkOLtRjXRJGvcRVMSZGYFvQW2fDNN7o2lNw_b8S7nvVykkmPxLzuKe5DE8IXPB-N91TWu8eeLrW_FfF0mJRfUMreydzRArHrOxvt8G274tQJuTjQKJYe88ucOVX0H5fP448kOzZYbo2ink/s1600/115%20Lbs78987896.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHw8601TWhEBUi2jD1Lww17q5GPFf_bGGzVTNePVIUmWIkOLtRjXRJGvcRVMSZGYFvQW2fDNN7o2lNw_b8S7nvVykkmPxLzuKe5DE8IXPB-N91TWu8eeLrW_FfF0mJRfUMreydzRArHrOxvt8G274tQJuTjQKJYe88ucOVX0H5fP448kOzZYbo2ink/w400-h300/115%20Lbs78987896.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">HVY WTS. | CHEST PRESS | K. MENKE | 115 | 04</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I don't remember my coach's name but I remember choosing 115 lbs and loading up the bar. I figured if I could nail that one then I could go up to 125 lbs and then get his attention to get on the board. I didn't get his attention but I pressed 115 with ease.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicD01erWFDkDydY6zH4UZR3fW3vOL27z1NRGZXcl-EybkU7mRGz4vItNFGIY7Xuj4ENwkXpCDcRrdncxc8nfj5VFVmCAq8Bd2yMgEa0YSVwrrCpC5LBd_QCuqLm7a7CVbgTqkon3iQus0aBMIAc2TchEFt4hygGV6k1eIW_6VAwe6h7trZlzCf10Xr/s1600/Picture78987896%20053.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicD01erWFDkDydY6zH4UZR3fW3vOL27z1NRGZXcl-EybkU7mRGz4vItNFGIY7Xuj4ENwkXpCDcRrdncxc8nfj5VFVmCAq8Bd2yMgEa0YSVwrrCpC5LBd_QCuqLm7a7CVbgTqkon3iQus0aBMIAc2TchEFt4hygGV6k1eIW_6VAwe6h7trZlzCf10Xr/w400-h300/Picture78987896%20053.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">I don't remember my coach's name but I remember how strong I felt with smile to prove it. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">And I remember how strong I am.</span></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p>Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-15017021237127307942022-09-12T13:37:00.001-06:002022-09-12T13:37:18.465-06:00Dear Men,My friend Lauren posted this on facebook and I wept reading it and wanted to share it outside that echo chamber. <a href="https://www.shadeashani.com/">Shadé Ashani</a> also <a href="https://www.facebook.com/getfreestayfreelifestyle/photos/a.1349936995134816/2144532665675241/">posted it on Facebook</a>.<div><div></div><blockquote><div>We miss you.</div><div>Deeply.</div><div>When women gather together in circles, we tell stories of how much we long for you. Crave you. Pray for you to rise and meet us here. We mourn your missing presence. In our childhoods. In the homes we’ve built without you. In our beds.</div><div>We hold hands and beg God to set you free from whatever keeps you from standing at our sides. Right here.</div><div>Here In intimacy.</div><div>In integrity.</div><div>In wholeness.</div><div>In freedom.</div><div>The places where you are caught in dishonesty, shame, fear, addiction, we grieve and rage over.</div><div>We see your pain and we see your power.</div><div>We miss you.</div><div>We love you.</div><div>We can’t wait for you to come Home.</div><div>For the men who have, thank you so much. Please call your brothers, start men’s circles, show them the manuals. Tell them of what you gave up. Of your brokenness and acceptance. Of what it truly means to take up the mantle of protector. Please. There aren’t enough fathers, resources and leaders for men to sit at the feet of.</div><div>The women have tried. We can’t do it. The restoration must come from within the Masculine. The Feminine cannot mother grown men into wholeness. We cannot strap men to our backs and walk.</div><div>We tried.</div><div>We bow out. Not gracefully. But in mournful acceptance nonetheless.</div><div>And we will wait for you to burst free from the shackles patriarchy has placed on you.</div><div>We pray.</div><div>We pray.</div><div>We pray.</div><div>For the Great Remembrance.</div><div>—Shadé Ashani</div></blockquote><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Sushe4SsOPnuw9Fu8fMbCxEFrCA3j-8fcIk9Iw_pMemSJ25i3QnyezMeZKEEK2PPXXK56IyC-vkFjLzWKmq58XvfDS81HZzZxtzxG3kg-R_1UhZ8es8Vx9ybnhpk3eFjfId26geBVB6JPIKFAs4zLhThxgAOdD0QEozwe2Z4BCd-xw4OPFe44LQR/s900/delusion-dorina-costras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="898" data-original-width="900" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Sushe4SsOPnuw9Fu8fMbCxEFrCA3j-8fcIk9Iw_pMemSJ25i3QnyezMeZKEEK2PPXXK56IyC-vkFjLzWKmq58XvfDS81HZzZxtzxG3kg-R_1UhZ8es8Vx9ybnhpk3eFjfId26geBVB6JPIKFAs4zLhThxgAOdD0QEozwe2Z4BCd-xw4OPFe44LQR/s320/delusion-dorina-costras.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://fineartamerica.com/featured/delusion-dorina-costras.html">Delusion - Dorina Costras</a> </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p> </p><p><br /> </p><div></div></div>Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-38347654454323850402021-02-05T19:12:00.008-07:002021-02-06T12:02:03.944-07:00Why I ran for Alder of Ward 17 and more importantly… Why I withdrew<p>Hi friends, family, STL, and most importantly STL Ward 17 voters,</p><p>It’s been a heckuva month. I want to start by saying thank you to each of you who has connected with me and provided guidance or encouragement.</p><p>For a decade or more, I've dreamed of becoming a local elected official. I first decided to run for Alder of Ward 17 late last year, and excitedly entered the Aldermanic race at the start of 2021. Shortly after submitting my application, I was surprised and delighted to learn my friend, Tina Sweet-T Pihl, was also running.</p><p>I met Sweet-T about five years ago at a holiday party for our ward, and we hit it off instantly. Since then, we’ve gardened together, biked together, shared meals together, and bumped into each other in numerous professional settings as we both work to make St. Louis better. From the moment I saw her name on the list, I knew withdrawing from the race was the best thing to do for Ward 17.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8CDsYe9sXsY/YB4B9P7mABI/AAAAAAAEvQY/VfH0gH7_LTcYa-cpnWv0H8tn-k2XoMwIwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1000/Sweet-T%2Band%2BKaleena.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="1000" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8CDsYe9sXsY/YB4B9P7mABI/AAAAAAAEvQY/VfH0gH7_LTcYa-cpnWv0H8tn-k2XoMwIwCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h300/Sweet-T%2Band%2BKaleena.jpg" title="Our First Day of Campaigning Together" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our First Day of Campaigning Together in FPSE</td></tr></tbody></table><p>The longer I’m alive, the more I recognize how privilege, opportunity and sheer luck have sculpted my life. And now it is crystal clear that this is the time for me to support Black women. It was a hard decision for me, but I know withdrawing was the right decision for Ward 17. My name will not appear on the ballot on March 2nd.</p><p>The more I’ve gotten to know Sweet-T over the past few weeks, the more I’ve become convinced that she’s the right choice to be my Alder, and the best Alder for all residents in Ward 17. I couldn’t be more excited to wholeheartedly endorse <a href="https://tinasweettpihl.com/">Tina Sweet-T Pihl for Alderwoman of Ward 17</a>. She has the skills to succeed and will do an impeccable job representing us. Her integrity, leadership, relational skills, and love for our ward make her the perfect person for this job.</p><p>I even get chills when I hear the way she says her guiding principles out loud:</p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Accountability</li><li>Community</li><li>Equity</li></ul><p></p><p>Ever since I met Sweet-T, she has stood out to me. Her drive and ability to connect to our community and the people in it is unparalleled. There’s no doubt in my mind that she will be able to do what is best for Ward 17.</p><p>I spoke with many of you in late December and early January about supporting my campaign and I was overwhelmed by the response. Please continue supporting me by supporting Sweet-T. I just made my first donation to her campaign and invite you to do the same:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://secure.actblue.com/donate/sweettforstl" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Donate" border="0" data-original-height="54" data-original-width="184" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3MgSvwb864/YB4FpW94yNI/AAAAAAAEvQk/9lQbcSupNUYw4QIVrtULHc_HD30BPfhzgCLcBGAsYHQ/s16000/Donate.PNG" title="Donate" /></a></div><p>Signing off the way Sweet-T signs off her emails:</p><p>In Building Community, Kaleena Menke</p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: -4.5pt; margin-right: 11pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin: 0pt 11pt 0pt -4.5pt; text-indent: 4.5pt;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;"><span style="border: none; display: inline-block; height: 72px; overflow: hidden; width: 133px;"><img height="72" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/oKUcRq4XW27O7MKbDeUOy0fACsQm1z3VGrL2j0bL4lsXon8YqfInDgij4m7HqfO1VH1jx84QsVMDth7NM85YN7aPcF8blBugQJpe11WOA-A4lT9RPN8JtwcLTdiyAC5TUe8xeJo3" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px;" width="133" /></span></span></p><p>314.301.9868</p><p><a href="http://TinaSweetTPihl.com">TinaSweetTPihl.com</a></p><p>P.S. The run-off election is only a month away on March 2nd! If you’d like to volunteer for this amazing candidate, <a href="https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSeh3190Pgg-jAziO5hYl-v6CxbQ7NJLdwHwbjO8F3kEkSRQTw/viewform">click this link to fill out our volunteer form</a>.</p>Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-1689626050209423132020-11-16T20:39:00.004-07:002020-11-16T20:47:11.036-07:00Lost in a Jigsaw II<p>I wrote on the back of the box to visit my blog for a picture of what this looks like and then released the puzzle into the wild (aka my local puzzle exchange in the community garden) and now 3 months later I'm finally creating the promised post!</p><p>Lost in a Jigsaw II</p><p>My sister, Deanna, first drew on the back to help verify the solution and I enhanced because I had too many close calls.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sdy-hWNgiTg/X7NFlnyzKHI/AAAAAAAEk8I/HuCrtsHlGrc1HCs78mJJKO1ZbHOQSYaDwCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/Lost%2Bin%2Ba%2BJigsaw%2BII%2BJungle%2BMaze%2BFront.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1940" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sdy-hWNgiTg/X7NFlnyzKHI/AAAAAAAEk8I/HuCrtsHlGrc1HCs78mJJKO1ZbHOQSYaDwCLcBGAsYHQ/w379-h400/Lost%2Bin%2Ba%2BJigsaw%2BII%2BJungle%2BMaze%2BFront.jpg" width="379" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Front with a not great cell phone camera. Reddit has a better version.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kKPZgYadKhM/X7NFp1Al5WI/AAAAAAAEk8M/R_5EI-R12hkOsMRgy15FRwro8xlctXs9QCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/Lost%2Bin%2Ba%2BJigsaw%2BII%2BJungle%2BMaze%2BBack.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1959" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kKPZgYadKhM/X7NFp1Al5WI/AAAAAAAEk8M/R_5EI-R12hkOsMRgy15FRwro8xlctXs9QCLcBGAsYHQ/w383-h400/Lost%2Bin%2Ba%2BJigsaw%2BII%2BJungle%2BMaze%2BBack.jpg" width="383" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I don't remember the orientation on this. Ooops!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-15088313262904607922019-05-14T12:51:00.004-06:002019-05-14T13:49:51.850-06:00Dropping some sweet sweet sewer district knowledge. While Biking!I led a bike ride through STL with my cycling group, <a href="http://www.monthlycycle.org/">The Monthly Cycle</a>, last fall (2018.10.01). All about sewers and water quality and combined sewer overflows and the history of the River Des Peres. Such fun.<br />
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Here's the tentative <a href="https://www.google.com/maps/@38.6135574,-90.3015503,13z/data=!3m1!4b1!4m2!6m1!1s1j7sV6MkQy1gamCadKAn2huZjoeMCReJ9">route</a> I created but ended up cutting short because we had our largest crowd to date (that and I talked to much...) We also got to have a special party at the end in honor of the closing of Spoked Bikes. They're refocusing with <a href="https://www.facebook.com/spokedadventures/">Spoked Adventures</a> now!<br />
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Then our super cool internal Public Affairs specialist wrote a little article about me!<br />
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Here's the article as it appeared in our internal newsletter on 2018.11.05:<br />
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MSD Engineer leads cycling group on educational stormwater asset tour</h2>
Kaleena Menke, Civil Engineer in Development Review, led a group of cyclists on a tour of MSD stormwater management assets throughout St. Louis City on Monday, October 1.<br />
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The approximately 13-mile ride featured stops at several stormwater-related sites including the pervious concrete on South Grand, the River Des Peres interceptor, and raingardens at Cortex and Ikea. A group of 41 people joined Kaleena for the ride, the group’s largest ride to date.<br />
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“My goal was to combine my passions for bicycling and stormwater management while also educating people about the services we provide at MSD,” said Kaleena. “The ride was so popular that we are going to offer it again next spring!”</blockquote>
The cycling group, called the Monthly Cycle, is open to women and non-binary St. Louisans who enjoy bicycling. The group meets at 6:30 p.m. on the first Monday of each month at Gelateria on South Grand. The rides are medium paced, about 15 miles long, and are open to all levels of riders. For more information, contact Kaleena Menke at email address.<br />
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<br />Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-66342815363691273532019-04-04T11:53:00.001-06:002019-04-04T11:55:46.906-06:00Twas a Studpendous Week<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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... and exercise was a huge contributor to its awesomeness.<br />
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Winter 2018/19 was long and stressful for me. Usual SAD aside, I also changed jobs. I love the job change and job, but the transition has been incredibly rough. On top of that, STL had a wetter, yuckier winter than usual. One wet day followed by a day where I needed to use my car for work during the day and excellent biking-to-work track record stopped just before Thanksgiving.<br />
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But oh baby I'm back at it! And it's fun to watch my emotional well-being stabilize right along side adding exercise back in.<br />
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Here's my super fun week in pics and captions:<br />
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Sunday</h2>
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<a href="https://www.meetup.com/St-Louis-Craft-Beer-Society/events/258933682/">St. Louis Craft Beer Society Bike Ride - Start and End in The Grove</a></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Some old friends and some new friends. Picture taken to commemorate creating an untappd account.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First and prolly only review for a good long while.</td></tr>
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Monday</h2>
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Deanna and Daniella and kiddos visited STL and me for the week on their spring break. Monday night they got a babysitter and we spent a couple hours listening to blues music and danced a bit too!</div>
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<a href="http://soulardbluesband.com/">Soulard Blues Band</a> at <a href="https://www.broadwayoysterbar.com/musicsched.html">Broadway Oyster Bar</a></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Deanna Daniella Kaleena. Yes. 3-syllable names that end in "uh" rock!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Double fisting water. Like I do.</td></tr>
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Tuesday</h2>
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American Planning Association Spring Seminar:</div>
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<li>Law stuffs - new case law for and land use regulations, zoning and land use for medical marijana, and opportunity zones</li>
<li><a href="https://www.mobilityforallbyall.com/">Mobility For All By All</a></li>
<li>Food Access</li>
<li>Water & Green Infrastructure (with impromptu 3 min presentation by me!)</li>
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aka rapidly mentally flipping between hope and despair for the STL region</div>
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Wednesday</h2>
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<a href="http://www.gatewaygreening.org/">Gateway Greening</a> event and first visit to the <a href="http://www.360-stl.com/">Three Sixty bar</a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All dolled up on top of the world! Well, STL anyways!</td></tr>
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Thursday</h2>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I took the afternoon off and made it to the City Museum for the first time ever. (Yes I've lived in the area for 5 years. Yes, it's </span><span style="font-weight: 400;">embarrassing</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> that I've never been there before.) </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Then dinner at my place with the fam and BFFs with another b-day celebration!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Finally Dani took the kiddos home and Deanna and I got some quality sister time. With dancing!</span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sitting at the very end of an airplane wing hanging in space</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sitting at the very end of an airplane wing with my cute sister too!</td></tr>
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Friday</h2>
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Somehow I still managed to squeeze in a full work week this week too. Oy!</div>
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<a href="https://support.ewb-usa.org/event/gateway-professional-chapter-trivia-night-2019/e220887">Engineers Without Borders 10th Annual Trivia Night</a> and I got to buy the balloons again. (Hopefully for the last time.) Also talked several trivia night tables into an after party at a nearby bar and closed not one but two bars with them. Whoa.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is what the bottom side of 25 helium foil balloons look like. #protip latex balloons make a much better popping sounds if that's what you're going for.</td></tr>
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It was a heck of a packed week so I thought I'd stay in BUT THEN I talked myself into saying yes to dancing. Saying yes to dancing is always the right answer. Brassy Beauti Thick N Curvy Edition (<a href="https://www.facebook.com/denisedancellc/">Denise Dance LLC</a>) for my friend Al's birthday party. Saying yes to dancing was the right answer this time too. </div>
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Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-51342315240955310742019-01-03T21:19:00.004-07:002019-01-03T21:19:53.453-07:002019(The publicly shareable version, anywho)<br />
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On new year's eve I got to watch two of my favoritest people get engaged. If that doesn't make you want to refocus on what's important in life, idunno what will. "This intentional family that we've built and we've created is just so phenomenal. We just really appreciate each and every one of you."<br />
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<li>show up to parties on time. (where "on time" = within 30 min of start time for large parties and 7 min of start time for small parties)</li>
<li>laser eye surgery</li>
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<li>related to above...continue pursuing more sustainable local food sources</li>
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<li>bike accidents happen, bad weather happens, shitty cagers happen. keep the habit going anyways. You love it too much not to.</li>
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Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-40939831109055712582017-05-05T13:30:00.000-06:002017-05-05T13:30:35.337-06:00Wall of Comedy and ShameJust a collection of work related funnies that got stapled to my wall over the last few years to create a fun collage. My favorites are where I screwed up. So saved a visually version of it so I wouldn't make the same mistake again.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Included in a shop drawing for Concrete Mix Design. FYI. This doesn't need my approval. Whatever it is</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From boss to me. I was told I could use it as a one-time coupon when he was expecting too much :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That one time we got complimented by a federal government reviewer. Thanks yousayse!</td></tr>
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<br />Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-10043010895483521372017-04-26T14:46:00.001-06:002017-04-26T14:46:24.800-06:00Heck Yes! I'm Koalified!Going through old emails and found this gem and laughed and laughed and laughed. Saving here for safekeeping. 😃<br />
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<br />Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-63599029546844206192017-04-11T22:15:00.001-06:002017-04-11T22:15:41.911-06:00Day 11This afternoon I have a couple meetings nearish to where I live so I stopped at home between the two and hopped on my bike to head to the second. It was only 1/3 of a mile away and I probably could've walked their faster by the time I got all the appropriate gear situated. Ah well. It was fun to make a statement with my arrival.<br />
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I mentally noted how I've been judgey of other people's mode of transportation with a "Really? You an architect/engineer! You're gonna show up to a meeting with developers/owners/clients in THAT?!?!" and then I showed up on bike. Hehe. I suppose I should work on that.<br />
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This is my kind of redevelopment. Close to home. Equipment Company to Brewery. Reuse an existing building and add some flair! The other people on site needed to check out the building but I needed to check out the condition of the parking lot and figure out where the stormwater goes.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The New. <a href="http://www.rockwellbeer.com/">Rockwell Beer Company</a> Rendering from <a href="https://nextstl.com/2016/09/rockwell-beer-announces-brewery-location-grove/">NextSTL</a></td></tr>
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I also hopped on my bike a second time today for homemade dinner with friends hosted by Andrea.<br />
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4.53 miles<br />
#30DaysOfBikingKaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-14969259890868412972017-04-10T22:04:00.002-06:002017-04-10T22:06:13.745-06:00Day 10I had a plan, darnit! Thwarted by rain again so I didn't make it to the Engineers Without Borders SLU Fundraiser at Chipotle tonight. Post work chill time was loverly though...<br />
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Instead, I sped-walked to the train and headed to a concert on the UMSL campus. "Percussion Ensemble and Vocal Point in Concert" My friend Matt is the head of percussion studies there.<br />
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I ended up getting there super early and giggled thinking of my car-free days--rarely late because you hafta plan ahead.<br />
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I spent my free time podcasting (<a href="http://www.npr.org/programs/wait-wait-dont-tell-me">Wait, Wait Don't Tell Me with Hickenlooper</a>), "moving around colorful dots on the screen" (aka candy crush), and attempting to take artful pictures. And watched the sunset too!!<br />
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Lots of the concert reminded me of my African Dance class I had at CU Boulder and I sooo wanted to get up and dance. I politely bopped my head along quietly though.<br />
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I finally got home around 10 and realized I still need to do a quickie on the saddle.<br />
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2.41 Miles<br />
#30DaysOfBikingKaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-80149399846421868152017-04-04T06:22:00.000-06:002017-04-11T22:16:36.966-06:0030 Days of Biking Thoughts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Soooo, I saw this thing on facebook through a couple friends: <a href="http://30daysofbiking.com/pledge-2017/3756">30 Days of Biking</a>. I hastily signed up a couple weeks ago and then decided it might actually be super awesome and exactly what I need. The goal? Get on your bike everyday during the month of April. That's it.<br />
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I would like to have some sort of reporting in on social media aspect, but also know that piece can tend to hold me back from posting anything at all so I'm trying to be charitable with my head. A daily picture would be fun. Do I post to twitter or instagram or facebook or all 3? Do I post to one and then link the other 2? Do I post natively to all three? What about the 10-bazillion other ways I could track and post? What if I forget to take a cool picture one day but have 4 great pictures for the other days? ACCCKK!!!<br />
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I'm using my usual go-to fitness tracker <a href="https://runkeeper.com/user/kaleena/profile">Runkeeper </a>to track. Only because I've been using it for the longest. But 30 Days of biking is also partnering with a new app, <a href="https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.knock.ridereport&hl=en">Ride Report</a>, It's still unreleased but fun to try out for a month. The goal is that you don't hafta do anything and it tracks automatically which really appeals to me. I'll report back on the app later. Also, they have the prettiest logo you ever did see:<br />
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So far I'm 3/3 in April, but here are some challenges coming up:<br />
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<li>Travel: I'll be in Colorado over tax day and a functioning bike may be hard to find. </li>
<li>Bad Weather: Yep. Already came up on Day 3. The plan? Just get wet and live to tell the tail.</li>
<li>Long Work Days. With full evenings after work: The personal minimum in my head is a 2 miles ride. Which is only 7-10 minutes on my bike. I can make room for a 10 minute ride even on a busy day. My body will thank me.</li>
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A few rides in made me rethink the initial pledge I wrote. It's quite a bit simpler than that:<br />
Learn to love myself again and smile at myself more often when I look in the mirror.
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#30DaysOfBiking<br />
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Join me?<br />
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I'll prolly use this initial post as a spot to index rides and thoughts and edit it periodically.<br />
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APRIL!<br />
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<li>Day 1</li>
<li>Day 2</li>
<li>Day 3</li>
<li><a href="http://kaleenamenke.blogspot.com/2017/04/day-10.html">Day 10</a></li>
<li><a href="http://kaleenamenke.blogspot.com/2017/04/day-11.html">Day 11</a></li>
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Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-25882531011739536802016-12-13T22:02:00.000-07:002016-12-13T22:02:30.451-07:00Creative Leadership Project<div style="text-align: justify;">
Oh the things you find while trying to freeing up space in your Google Drive because your cheap and don't wanna pay for more... This is a really fun assignment I did as part of the <a href="http://www.colorado.edu/invst/">INVST Community Studies</a> Program. This was for "INVS 3932: COMMUNITY LEADERSHIP INTERNSHIP Fall 2007" taught by David Meens. I recently found my notes for the presentation most everything still resonates with me almost a decade later.</div>
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Here's the assignment prompt:</div>
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Creative Project and Presentation (10%)</div>
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This assignment should be fun to do, while simultaneously stretching yourself creatively. It is intended to build upon your Personal Profile, requiring that you reflect upon the question, “Who am I as a leader?” and then to communicate your thoughts to your classmates through a “shrine” assemblage. Photography, painting, drawing, sculpture, collage, found material installation, journalings and poetry are some of the media you might consider incorporating—some examples will be presented on the first day of class. You will have 10-15 minutes to present your project during your allotted time in class.</div>
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From what I recall, I started with a blank model and then taped on each piece as I talked about it.</div>
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Orally Presented 2007.09.30<br />
Rough Notes for Presentation:<br />
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(Mine's a bit different because I am working on having less things (especially nicknacks))<br />
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I'd like you to meet Mini-Me! (aka Kaleena) She needs some clothes and accessories! With these accessories I'm going to explain a bit about who I am as a leader.<br />
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Pants<br />
- male role sometimes (engineer, auto mechanic, tools)<br />
- Joan of Arc, patron saint, led army into battle in a traditionally male role<br />
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Skirt<br />
- I like my feminine side<br />
- necessary to have both sides<br />
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High Heels<br />
- Know how to go out and have a good time<br />
- Have a balance in life<br />
- I feel the most me when I am singing and dancing<br />
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Tennis Shoes<br />
- Am willing to work very hard<br />
- Take me to many different places<br />
- Relate to more people and more situations<br />
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Star Trek Communicator<br />
- looking towards a better future<br />
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Glue<br />
- the glue that holds groups together<br />
- Susie, Lauren, Kristina<br />
- Keep the peace among friends and family<br />
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Heart<br />
- all we need is love<br />
- not afraid to try new things<br />
- guided by my heart<br />
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Brain<br />
- spreadsheet!<br />
- Helps me to see the whole picture, but still having attention to detail<br />
- engineering, linear, in boxes<br />
- it's purple because I still have the ability to think outside the box<br />
- not afraid to ask questions<br />
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Mouth<br />
- I speak the truth when necessary, even when it is hard<br />
- I try to choose my words carefully<br />
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Ears<br />
-listen to others needs<br />
-empathy<br />
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Eyes<br />
- notice when people are in need<br />
- look out for other people's feeling, especially of loneliness<br />
- notice special talents in others (see their potential)<br />
- Denise's Bob describe my eyes like warriors, but still feminine<br />
- I think a good leaders should be someone that strives to promote others rather than themselves<br />
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Rose-Colored Sunglasses (because I don't wear glasses)<br />
- see the good in everyone<br />
- view the world positively<br />
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Boeing Internship<br />
- "There will always be people telling us what we can't do. Which leaves us endless opportunities to prove them wrong."<br />
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Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-10306356486096546612016-01-03T13:41:00.001-07:002016-01-03T13:42:36.553-07:00Almost 30<div style="text-align: justify;">
Just finished watching Master of None. It's really excellent and available on netflix. Thanks for the recommendation <a href="http://mattsidor.org/">Matt</a>! The last episode was pretty moving for me as the main character is recognizing that his possibilities in life are invigorating and limitless but requires making touch choices so all possibilities don't "wrinkle and go black."</div>
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“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.” </div>
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I suppose I need to add The Bell Jar to my reading list now too.</div>
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Here's a poor quality video from the episode. I really like the photo-mosaic during the monologue. Throwing it in at the end because I'm guessing the link wont stay active long:</div>
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Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-47961119618136013912015-11-10T09:46:00.000-07:002015-11-10T10:36:49.390-07:0036-Hour Clean Water Fast<div style="text-align: justify;">
While in Bolivia, my chapter of Engineers without Borders worked with a local NGO, <a href="http://engineersinaction.org/">Engineers in Action</a>. Their tagline "Clean Water Shouldn't Be a Luxury" really resonated with me as I hiked through the mountains to find sources of clean water for the rural Bolivians we were serving. When their executive director asked us to participate in a 36-hr fast as part of their fall fundraiser I signed up and started this morning (ending at our monthly <a href="http://www.ewb-stl.org/">Engineers Without Border</a> monthly meeting tomorrow evening).</div>
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Could you please sponsor my fast? <a href="https://engineersinaction.networkforgood.com/projects/7409-gateway-prof-kaleena-menke-s-fundraiser">engineersinaction.networkforgood.com/</a></div>
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Dollar amounts are in odd amounts to match the 36-hour fast. Feel free to use the blank box to donate any amount. (Note: half the money will go directly to Engineers in Action and half will go to my local chapter in the form of a reduced price invoice for future trips)<br />
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Thank you so much for considering.</div>
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P.S. Bonus pictures! Because I remember my coworkers sharing pictures of their kids as incentive to buy girl scout cookies being especially effective... Here are some cute Bolivian kiddos!</div>
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P.P.S. Full report/blog post to follow</div>
<br />Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-26481336962656674292015-03-20T12:40:00.002-06:002015-03-20T14:01:25.021-06:00Pretty Much the Best Greeting Card EVAR<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
My BFF mailed me the bestest card ever for my birthday. Back story? Matt and I went on weekend ski trip about a decade ago. At some point I took a tumble, got back up, and finished the run. I didn't realize that I ripped a GIANT hole in my bibbers that nicely revealed my white long underwear underneath. It's tough being me sometimes but someone's gotta do it.</div>
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<i>card by this awesome dude:</i></div>
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<br />Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-2333775908149134782014-11-25T21:58:00.002-07:002014-11-25T21:58:39.547-07:00FergusonMy heart is aching. I wish I were more informed. I wish I were taking action. I wish I lived in a world free of racial discrimination. Here's a tiny sampling of what has touched me today:<br />
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The pain of my communities is real. Change needs to happen.<br />
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All for now. I'm physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted.Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-5370665127560095542014-02-27T08:44:00.000-07:002014-02-27T08:44:39.424-07:00Impossible is nothing<blockquote class="tr_bq">
"Impossible is nothing." is said. "Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to to live in the world they've been given than to explore the power they have to change it. Impossible is not a declaration. It's a dare. Impossible is potential. Impossible is temporary. Impossible is nothing."</blockquote>
Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-14227700830131814052013-12-02T20:46:00.003-07:002013-12-07T20:56:20.951-07:00Christmas Letter 2013<div style="text-align: justify;">
<i>I haven't posted here in over a year?! Apparently I've had other priorities...</i></div>
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2 December 2013</div>
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Dearest Friends and Family,<i> </i></div>
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I've composed bits and pieces of this letter in my head over and over again but consistently fail to do that crucial step of putting pen to paper.</div>
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The last time I wrote a "Christmas Letter" update in Summer of 2009, I was working on slowly digging myself out of a deep, deep hole of a life. I dropped out of school and moved into my parents basement. Aside from a couple of temp jobs I was unemployed the entire year. Instead of working, I spent my time reflecting and planning for a better future, reading loads of bestsellers, and exercising daily with my dad.</div>
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At my parent's 40th anniversary party (August 2010) I announced my next big step: move to East Saint Louis, IL to volunteer for the Griffin Center for a year. Diane Sonneman, the director, helped me get an Americorps Scholarship to provide for my living expenses. I worked as an Education Advocate and Learning Lab Coordinator for an after-school program that served the children of the public housing projects in East Saint Louis. I'm not sure how effective I was under either of those lofty titles but I learned volumes about social justice, racism, and myself. As an outsider to the community, I struggled with my desire to learn and observe and my nature to fix it all--and right now too! I fluctuated hourly between hope and apathy. There are no easy answers...<br />
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I'm convinced that there's something magical in the midwestern water because I blossomed socially in my year in the area. I made more friends and faster too than I have any other time in my life. Although I've only been back to St. Louis once since I left, I've been able to keep up with many of my St. Louis friends through conferences all around the country. (And a few of them have come to visit me too!)<br />
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Moving back to Colorado was a bitter-sweet choice that was primarily motivated by getting in-state tuition. I started back to school at the Community College of Denver Fall 2011 with a full load. The next semester I took a few engineering classes at University of Colorado Denver along with my full community college load (25 credit hours that semester). I'm doing well academically and am currently the president of the student chapter of the American Society of Civil Engineers on campus. Graduation from UCD is so close I can taste it. I'll be getting a B.S. in Civil Engineering in two short weeks.<br />
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I moved apartments last September and now live alone for the first time in a pretty big apartment. I'm loving my neighborhood, Capitol Hill, and just love having guests! (I think I got the hospitality bug from my mom.) Come visit! I have plenty of space and Colorado is amazing and Denver is even better. :)<br />
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A pretty major car crash last September (days after moving) totaled my 1995 Toyota Corolla. Thankfully I live in the right part of town because I've yet to replace it. I got a lot of good miles out of it and gave her many incredible road trips. I intend to go car-free until after graduation. So far, I can bike, walk, bus, fly, or politely mooch rides to get just about anywhere I need to go. I just love using and abusing my bike to fly past all the "cagers" when biking downtown.<br />
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My love of biking was temporarily derailed in April, however. I crashed hard when I saw the steps in my path only after tumbling down them. In the ER I remember telling the doctor, "Don't I at least get one year between accidents?" And right before finals too. It took me about a month to get back on that horse. I'm now a more convicted helmet user than ever.<br />
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My summer job was a big catalyst for biking again. An hour+ commute via bus gave me the push I needed to choose a 40-55 minute bike ride instead. I bike to/from work every day this summer! I worked as an inspector this summer for the Public Improvement Inspections division for the City of Aurora--a neighboring suburb. I was in the field almost full-time and helped oversee so many interesting construction projects! </div>
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When I'm not a student, I've been spending my free time dating. I love
everything about getting to know someone new, instantly sizing them up
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hopes/dreams/likes/dislikes, and waiting for the perfect moment for a first kiss. For now, I'm just enjoying the ride.<br />
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This summer and fall have been the summer of weddings and I loved every one of them! Two cousins and two high school friends. First-time bridesmaid for the two high school friends too! So much fun. And each one came with a mini-vacation in the mountains of Colorado, Georgia, Iowa, and central California. <br />
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I know you're just burning to ask what adventures lie in store for me next. I have no idea. As soon as I finish up this semester I'll be in full-time job hunting mode. I passed my Fundamentals of Engineering Exam in April, (1st step in professional licensure for engineers.) so my prospects are bright. I can put initials after my name and everything! Kaleena Menke, EI. I've been giving my career a lot of thought and have a lofty list of qualities for my dream job: directly helping people/saving the world, actual engineering, field work, and travel. Got any ideas?<br />
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Final thoughts: My instructor for my capstone Civil Engineering Design Course just gave us these final words in his last lecture this evening and I love it:
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To laugh often and love much;<br />
To win the respect of intelligent people<br />
And the affection of children;<br />
To earn the approbation of honest critics<br />
And endure the betrayal of false friends;<br />
To appreciate beauty,<br />
To find the best in others;<br />
To give one's self; <br />
To leave the world a bit better,<br />
Whether by a healthy child,<br />
A garden patch,<br />
Or a redeemed social condition;<br />
To have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; <br />
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived...<br />
This is to have succeeded<br />
~Bessie Anderson Stanley</blockquote>
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Given my track record, it will probably be another four years before I bother to send another newsy update. In the meantime you can find me on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/kaleena.menke">Facebook</a>, <a href="https://plus.google.com/u/0/+KaleenaMenke/">Google+</a>, <a href="https://twitter.com/kaleenamenke">Twitter</a>, <a href="http://www.linkedin.com/in/kaleenamenke">LinkedIn</a>, <a href="http://kaleenamenke.blogspot.com/">my blog</a> and on and on and on. Hugs and Kisses, Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year! Love, Kaleena</div>
Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-16091506666015753732012-10-09T00:34:00.000-06:002012-10-09T00:36:38.985-06:00Love as Detrimental to WomenIn my Intro to Political Science class last semester, we spent just a single 75 minute class period covering feminism. In our generic overview of the subject, my professor highlighted one section of the joint Feminism, Environmentalism, and Postmodernism chapter in our textbook. (Because, ya know. Those can easily be lumped into one chapter.)<br />
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"Wollstonecraft argued that love can be detrimental to women. Women have always been in a difficult position, according to Wollstonecraft, because the very group oppression women is also a group whose members women love. Love and romance can impede women's ability to demand respect from men and equality with men. For these reasons, Wollstonecraft described romantic love as a potentially threatening and draining emotion. Love could compel women to continue submitting to men; after all, would it not be difficult for a women to be confrontational when dealing with a life partner and beloved husband? Could love not make a woman weak by diminishing her desire for autonomy?" (Analyzing Politics 4e, Grigsby, pg 151. Yes I realize this is not a primary source. I'm OK with using the "cliff notes" version for discussing this)</blockquote>
We discussed this for 15-20 minutes and at the time I was firmly planted in the "This is crap!" category. Women are stronger and better than the weak archetype that "fall" for men that Wollstonecraft portrays us to be. I was mad that I had to defend my gender. <br />
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"I have an MD and a PhD. I'm a freakin' cardiothoracic surgeon. I'm supposed to be studying for my boards. The most important exam of my life, and...and I'm...and I'm, I'm, I'm locked in a bathroom, crying...because of a boy!"</blockquote>
That was before. Before I've spent months thinking about it. Before I've been Christina Yang. Several times. Crying because of a boy when I have better stuff to do. (Not in the bathroom though. Bathrooms are icky and uncomfortable.)<br />
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Now I wonder. Love, with all it's blissful joy, comes also with extreme pain. Love hurts. Have there been times when I've tolerated poor behavior in the name of love? In small ways I have lost control--lost my autonomy and it's scary. Maybe this is our downfall.<br />
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My Structural Materials professor explaining how he attempts to teach to -σ to attempt to capture 84% of the class. The upper 2σ are going to be bored out of their minds and the lower 2σ are just screwed. There's a bell curve in there somewhere. I especially like the sad face and the happy face:<br />
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Here's my Fluid Dynamics professor explaining evaporation by way of the French Revolution:<br />
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It's gonna be a great semester :)Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-20716405954070017632012-08-13T22:46:00.000-06:002012-08-13T23:14:45.842-06:00WildfiresIt's been hazy in Denver lately. I miss my usual blue, blue skies that have been overrun by yuck from wildfires in nearby states. The blah color reminded me that I never linked to my guest post on my own blog:<br />
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<a href="http://foundationbeyondbelief.org/node/1337">My View of the Colorado Wildfires</a><br />
Tuesday was the nightmare day. The fire more than doubled in size and forced thousands more people to be evacuated, including my parents. I was once again stunned by my apathetic neighbors in Denver, only 60 miles away, going about their business as usual while the fire consumed my thoughts and my time for the better part of a week. I attempted to escape from the non-stop news coverage by first taking a long nap and then later watching a baseball game at a nearby bar but each time I checked back in with the real world the fire had grown significantly. I continually reminded myself and high school friends affected by the fire that “My family is safe. Your family is safe. Only things are in danger of being burned.” </blockquote>
Kaleenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16592417119719913439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5407953480765391858.post-48939803233583063512012-07-10T04:45:00.001-06:002012-07-10T10:26:14.260-06:00Dear River<i>A friend of mine died recently (a friend of a friend? an acquaintance? idunno what to call her) I have all sorts of mixed feelings about it. When my sister first told me I was fine. I was mostly concerned by how my sister was coping. She was my sister's friend and I met her first through my sister. But she always made sure to see me when I was in town visiting my sister.<br /><br />Once I got off the phone, however, it was a different story. I had guests staying with me at the time who could tell that I was on a tough phone call and once they asked the key question, "Are you OK?" the uncontrollable sobbing began.</i><br />
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Dear River,<br />
As my way of sorting through my thoughts, I rewatched the Firefly series thinking of you the whole time. Your namesake is an empathetic genius. My favorite scene in the whole series is when River forgets who and what she is and joins in a folk dance and loses herself in the happiness of dancing with strangers.<br />
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I've watched my niece bully you because that's what 3-year-olds do, but you always return with a smile. <br />
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Regardless of whether you remember me between visits, you always greet me with the warmest hugs. I treasure those. Thank you. <br />
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No need to emulate your namesake if she doesn't fit you, but she was a pretty cool chica if you're someday needing a role model:<br />
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My heart aches some for your mom who is no longer with us, but mostly for you. I hope you're able to dance amidst the pain. Be well little one. I can't wait to see who you are going to become.<br />
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