My Lost Thoughts

Untitled

Apr 19, 2009 by MissD | Add comment

Oh my my, March 5th, eh?  So brief the past 6 weeks...

 I am prepping for grad school int he Fall.  Eek!  I'm excited and a little scared.  This is a big step for someone who has spent the past 3+ years being a mommy.  I've been reviewing for the GMAT and I absolutely LOVE the writing topics!!   its really opened my mind to explore my opinion on issues, which is difficult for me.  I tend to see both sides and 'to each his own' them all, but no really, I DO have opinions.  Best Site I've found...procon.com.  Biggest sub-site???  The debate on Legalizing Marijuana.  With much of the con citing lack of evidence.

I skipped out on 3 races cause I was working to lose weight, over training, eating poorly and the pressure of not performing has become a factor.  I regret this...and it will not happen again.  I'm at a point where experiences are worth a whole lot to me.  I used te be more materialistic with my money, now I'm definitely in favor of going out, doing things, creating memories, etc.  Anyway, I ran a 10K this weekend AND due to severe thunderstorms and the fact that I thought the race would surely be canceled, I crawled back into bed, totally bummed out, until the rain quit at 7:12.  I checked the weather map online, the storm blew over SA that quickly.  Woohoo!!  So, I get there...late...and run the best female electronic time, which is ineligible to place.  I cried out of frustration.  I understand that's how it works, but there were a ton of late starts, due to the weather, I'm sure.  I wish they had started a few minutes late...like FIVE.  

I ran a good race.  A fast race.  My fastest ever.  I still have trouble believing how fast I ran.  It all felt so strong and good and wow.  I'm impressed.  And disappointed.  I have 4 races before SAn Diego Half Marathon in May, so I'll try to remember to keep here updated.  3 5Ks and my second attempt at the Army 10 miler...I was 3rd back in January with a awful race, in which it was super cold (even for running), I forgot my gloves and my MP3 player battery DIED in Mile FOUR.  Rough makes you strong, but shit, that was NOT fun.

Anyway, photography is starting to pick up despite my lack of confidence in my talent ebing adequate enoug to charge people for my work.  Four Sessions this weekend adn then a series of mini-sessions hosted through various churches, mostly to benefit TNT and the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society, but I'm portfolio building andmakign some money. AND marketing!!! That's help, I hope.

My boys are great and my marriage is meh...

What a crappy update...no seriously, what's really going on.  Emotionally, I feel much better.  This week alone, I feel much, MUCH better.   I've been spending lots of time with Bug and T-Bear; we've been swimming, reading, engaging in our special therapeutic playtime, which builds confidence and self-esteem.And will help Buggy adapt to changes more readily.   They're getting better at gymnastics...i think the biggest challenge for Bug is overcoming the initial shyness and T is following directions.  Much improvement.

Mike and I...I have issues, I'm sure.  I can be obsessive about my weight and I seriously have a problem with Charlie being here.  Anyway, to me...Mike has been drinking (and smoking) more and more.   He goes to work and that has been goign exceptionally well, but then he comes home and I feel he's 90% checked out.  And I try not to interfere these days...its been a while since I thought I could control all aspects of my life. And now I'm trying to work out a balance.  I've mentioned this disconnectedness to him a week & a half ago and he said I stress him out, he's sick of it and that's the problem.  I asked him to jot down each time I stress him out, so I can have a better idea of what he means when he says that. Ha hasn't written anythign down, as far as I know, but excuses...whatever.  He has been super productive around the house...as if that's what I meant by disconnected. Its a start and I'll take it.

NUMBER ONE

Mar 05, 2009 by MissD | Add comment

So, I placed FIRST in the Tower Climb to benefit the Cystic Fibrosis Research.  WooHoo!!  its funny, cause honestly, I wasn't even TRYING to win.  I've been exhausted and not really treating my body all that well...combined poor eating, over-working out, insomnia...But I did it!  And I'm chalking it up to a spiritual gift from up above...And I do mean that as ambiguously as possible.  Its motivated me to get back on track, so, man...I guess I really needed this.

FYI...it was a race of a one mile run and a 952 step climb.  Interesting.  

And also FYI...this is the location Mike and I chose to make up our own wedding vows in an exclusively private exchange on August 20, 2004.  My parents begged me not to actually get married, so we did this instead and celebrate the date as our anniversary, although the legal union was created on November 12 that same year.

My nephew on Mike's side was diagnosed with CF almost 2 years ago.  Which is why I did this event, in spite of my lack of desire to compete.  He has a milder form of the dsiease and does very well on medications, but he does get regular lung infections and has digestive problems, so anythign we can do to progress research is a good thing. Duh. Anyway, he lives in CT, so I rarely get to visit with him.  Hopefully soon, cause I want the boys to have a time to play with their cousin.

SJ sees the tower now and says 'oh mom!  Let's go exercise!' Which is just odd.  To Me.  meh...

Tomorrow, I'm goign to try to take them up to the top.  We couldn't go the morning of the event cause Triton fell into one of the waterfall pools just outside and he spent the rest of our tiem waiting for my medal, barefoot, in an oversized, adult shirt..looking like my very own House-Elf.  

 

Photobucket

 

Taking the Good With The Bad

Feb 21, 2009 by MissD | Add comment

Good things...I am running my second season with Team in Training...I forget if I've talked about it on here or not, but its a non-profit that trains participants for various endurance events and in turn the participants raise money to fund blood cancer research.  Its a commitment...I run anyway, but there's a bunch of misc social events and of course, the fundr aising is not cake, esp. in these hard knock times.  I am not fund raising this season, but helping others, which means big opportunities for photography!  Squee!!  and then a percent of the proceeds will go to individual accounts for the cure.  Anyway, aside from the business opportunity, this organizations has played an uplifting part of my life.  The people involved are amazing, dedicated, motivated, driven and simply NICE people.  Its so great.  The fact that I'm pretty much the top runner is very fun, although this season has a group of competitive guys that hang with me and they're pretty athletic.  Last season, Saturday practices were my easy run, but woohoo!  I'm gonna get faster =)

Anyway,  it also inspires me to look beyond my relatively petty-in-the-grand-scheme-of-hurt-in-the-world and be thankful for my own life, in spite of all its shortcomings.

I am happy to be healthy enough, even though I haven't bee taking care of myself as well as I know I should.

To have super long PRETTY hair, even though I keep it twisted in piled up on top of my head more often than not, due to my super unglamourous mom life.

To be able to run better than most, even though i want to be faster and stronger.

To have all the camera equipment and knowledge I've got, even though I wish I was so much further down my journey than I am.

To still be young, even though I feel so old and unaccomplished sometimes.

For my Buggy and his sweet personality and helpfulness, even though he sometimes repeats too much and I get annoyed...I shouldn't, he's so sweet natured.

For my T Bear and cuddly-ness and soft voice, even though he terrorizes anythign that's not locked off limits.

Michael...for being such an important part of my life. For better and worse and everything in between, I DO LOVE YOU.  And I've invested so much b/c I believe in you or maybe b/c I want to believe in you.  I think you are a good person.  I think you deserve more from yourself.  I think you deserve more in your life. I wish you were happy.  I know you were inspired by the relationship workshop.  I hope you find it in you to move forward in an emotional healthy direction. EVEN THOUGH, you have been really fucking mean to me.

XOXO

Another New Beginning

Feb 20, 2009 by MissD | Add comment

I have been feeling super down and out and overwhelmed like no other lately.  When I say lately, I'm dating back to the week before Christmas.  Yeah, its been rough.

Mike and I have been in couple's therapy since September.  We've gone 5 times and been given 10 or so assignments.  None of which have been completed.   Although, we did attend a relationship seminar, lead by Terry Real, who wrote 'The New Rules of Marriage' which I absolutely adore. 

However, nothing good has transpired on a relationship front.

The key points are full respect living.  It teaches people HOW to effectively make requests, be generous, understanding, help your partner, validation, self esteem, boundaries, acknowledging feelings, being responsible for your own feelings, subjective realities, blah blah blah.  It teaches you step-by-baby-step HOW to do these things EFFECTIVELY, as I'm sure these concepts a prevalent in most couples' therapy.  Anyway, I'll detail more as time goes on.  Its much common sense, but defies natural instinctive responses, so its quite challenging to get the hang of.  

Its quite disappointing to see how my husband has been applying these new techniques designed to SAVE our relationship.

I shouldn't get into a laundry list of this and that, but I will say that I was able to make one request, for him to follow through when he tells me he will do something.  He agreed to do so and has not kept this.  At All.

I have since done a bunch of things I did not know I was capable of...I kinda sorta fixed the bathroom cabinets, I changed light bulbs, I did some really disgusting plumbing work, I installed childproof locks in the kitchen with my very own power tool...and you know what, I feel a little proud, but honestly, I'm more pissed off that I spent my precious,v valuable time doing man stuff around the house. C'est la vie.

And I am now studying for the GMAT.  I will be applying to grad school soon. Still wanna do photography, but I want an actual business.

*SIGH*

More updates later.  The theme du jour is the dance of change,  and then the inevitable response of no, wait!change back.  We are motivated to change b/c we are uncomfortable, not realizing that the process of changing is more uncomfortable than the loathing situations we are miserably sick of. Its gonna be fun.

Absence

Jan 15, 2009 by MissD | 1 Comment

I have been keeping up with this site very irregularly, as in Not At All and since my mind is too busy to sleep tonight, here's why.

Its quite easy to bitch about life's BS. Blah. Blah Blah.

But I'm kinda though doing that.  Not that shit hasn't been going down on a daily basis.  I'm just kinda growing up and out of the stage where I really care to point my finger at all the people who are annoying the fuck out of me.  

I still think Charlie's Ugly mom is a moron.  Her connection to my family still irritates me and I still wish things were different.  They obviously not.  They are better though.  You know, there's all kinda of rationales people offer as advice to other people, but its nearly impossible to feel that even though you know on some level, they are right and you should look at it from their non-biased perspective, but passions overpower logic (in my world) and that's a hard thing to reign in.  Anyway, I can truly think about her and her life and her impact on my family and say, ' well, thank god I'm not her cause I wouldn't last a day in her life.'  And I appreciate too many of my own blessings to really pay the matter any more energy. and then I also feel like I should apologize to her for my role in all the fighting cause karma like for people to be kind. And i fear karma. its important to be a good person, and most important to have good intentions.

I'm starting with the small things...that's just something that has drained too many of my resources for the life of this blog.

Running...I am a MUCH better runner now.  Which is really cool.  I have always loved running.  Not jogging, but never really got too competitive with other runners.  But I started out with th Race for the Cure just because, did reasonably well and here I am, 10 months later.  The past 4 races I've run, I've placed 2nd, 8th, 4th and 3rd.  I am absolutely loving that.  And at the same time, I'm so stuck in what's comfortable.  I keep saying I want to train hard and get better, but that involves weights, hills, track work and I like running my course in the AM to my music at my pace and that's not gonna get me any faster.  I want to be faster.  I WANT FIRST.  But you know how strengths and weaknesses are wrapped up so closely together??  

Better direction...photography.  i am super good at completing tasks. busy work. my entire degree was busy work.  I should be proud, but I never really felt like I worked that hard to graduate.  The biggest challenges I faced in college where personal.  If a class was tough, i dropped it. Just like that.  I change majors twice.  I started out wiht business and hated accounting and was not about to take on finance, let alone upper division.  Which is a shame cause marketing and management were cool and would have been useful to me today.  I switched to nutrition, but quit with organic chemistry.  I ended up with General Studies...English, History and Psychology, which for me...too perfect.  It was all reading, writign and memorization.   i finished like 3 hundreths of a point below a 3.5 (which sucked) but it was due the maths and sciences and economics that kicked my ass.  Don't misread, I didn't stick those courses out...I was too disorganized to pay attention to drop date deadlines.

Oh, where is this going?? Right photography.  The plan is for me to run my own successful business...I suck at innovation.  I suck at making shit happen.  I suck at risking rejection.  If I had a boss marketing me and bringing me clients, this would be going well.  i can shoot, shop and post galleries all day.  I can design, make price lists, etc.  But the make it happen part...NEEDS IMPROVEMENT.

So, right now, I am super stuck where I am cause I can't seem to find a way to support myself. I can, I guess, but tis going to take me longer that I would have hoped to get there. *SIGH*  But I will do it.   

Oh cause I must.

So, I get annoyed with Mike cause school and money and etc.  But really, that's all BS. I can't make him do something he doesn't want to do or go out and accomplish something I want him to be.  Its really not fair.  He's Comfortable enough, so really, I should just let him have that, right?  Its sad that I'm too selfish?? or something to not do that right now and its because I can't go work doing what I like.  I mean I could go get a job. I do have a degree, but I would have to give up too much.  The gym, running, team in Training, time for photography and then 6 years later, I'll still be miserably stuck, just somewhere else.

But then again, I suppose it is fair to have sometime to prepare to be on our own???

 Hmmm... another thing I need to focus on is the boys and consistency.  *SIGH* oh god. I am so chaotic.  So disorganized. lately.  its always something distracting me. enticing procrastination. is that human nature?  temptation...

But its really wearing on me and them and especially SJ.  I have some ideas, its just a matter of implementing them piece by piece.  Keep it simple and I'm not worried, just stressed about how it has been.  Its hard to be so depressed and handle toddlers all day.

Mike and I are both shamelessly self-involved people.  And another point, is even when I balance myself out, I get jealous that he's not. and its not fair and that's immature, but then again, its something I cannot live with.

CLARIFY. I am not super depressed, just tired. A lot. manageably, but it has been very overwhelming at times.

OH!  Speaking of tired...its a mentally draining kind of tired.  Anyway, I bought the Blood Type diet book a while back and then didn't read it cause it was so complex.  I'm still not reading, bu t  am doing the Type O diet and the funny thing is, not postitive I'm an 'O' but it makes sense.  And I'm not meticulously following it, btu I believe in homeopathic medicine and that's what is based on and it makes sense to me and hopefully, it'll help me feel better.

It is super late, so good night!!!

And don't worry about me.  I'm fine.  I'm just sorting shit out, but I've been copign with these things for a while, nothing new for me, just for here.

I am moving forward, just slower than my high expectations.  Which is disappointing, but honest and that makes it hard, but adversity is necessary.

Well, Hello =)

Jan 06, 2009 by MissD | 1 Comment

I finished reading the Twilight Saga and OMFG.  Can you believe Breaking Dawn?!?!  SPOILER ALERT.  The first three are all fine and dandy, if you can relate to teenage relationship drama, but uh...Book Four.  Happy Endings do not belong in Vampire Novels.  Even romance Novels...where's the sacrifice, why are all the rules broken, what's the point?  Seriously, the best credit to give is it does read like it may have actually been written by an eighteen year old girl.  *SIGH* 

In a Breaking Dawn of my own...Bella would have had to say good bye to Jacob, cause she chose Edward and now that she is, in fact a vampire, she can't hang out with him anymore.

2. She would have gone through the first year ID from hell 'Newborn' Stage and maybe, perhaps attacked Jacob in the woods, while hunting and the Cullens restrain her and all, but damage done. Relationship Over.

3.  No baby.  Bella adamantly did not want to be the pregnant teen who runs off and marries her high school sweetheart.  No baby this part of the story was nonsense.

4.  She had to fake her own death and say goodbye to her human life, cause That's the RULE.

5. If the Volturi comes, there's a fight.

6. Or maybe the fight is between The Cullens and werewolves.

7. Even if no fight...they cannot be friends, centuries of animosity doesn't mend so clean and quick.

8. Rare talents are RARE.

9. If Bella has super shielding powers, its discovered by accident, when she is angry, not cause Lil Miss Newborn gets to be the strongest of the mature vampires...not right off.  And not at all, consdiering how ordinary she feels in her human life.

*SIGH* There's more, whatever.  I'm just jealous that Meyer made a FORTUNE off this.  I could have written a fantasy tale with holes in it too. This is NOT Harry Potter.  Or anything like it.

OK... That said, now I am reading a new relationship book, with tons of exe4rcises.  Yea!!!  Its cool.  Will it 'save' me and Mike?  Doubtful, but I am getting a lot of good insight from it.

 I have a lot of New Years' Resolutions, in addition to my Bridget Jones version.

One, I love, love, love how the babies are now mature enough to sit and do art in the kitchen, instead of TV as a baby sitter. LessTV.

Two, Support myself financially.

Three, Good communication.  Or do my part atleast, which I have been doing, and then Mike says 'I don't know' and then I drop it and Walk away.  Reinforcement.

Four, I'm running so much faster and stronger. Improve.

Five, find an effective strategy for naptime.

Six, get on the same (123 MAgic) page on rasiign the babies WITH Mike.  Super important.

Seven,Write more.

Eight, Quit acting like the spoiled brat I was allowed to be my whole life.

Nine, PHOTOGRAPHY.  LEARN ALL I CAN.

OK...I'm out.

Proposed Settlement

Dec 02, 2008 by MissD | Add comment

Dr. Unethical,

I planned on filing an official grievance about my experience with you, but honestly, I would much rather resolve this conflict without involving the services of a third party.

When I think about my experience with you, I come to one of two likely conclusions.

Simplified, the facts are as follows:

Based on the results of an EKG done in your office in April 2008, you told me that my heart was extremely abnormal, comparing my condition to cancer, among other things and recommending serious changes to my eating and exercise habits.  I have seen two cardiologists, both of whom reviewed that same EKG and both dissent your diagnosis saying that the EKG demonstrated a small spike that indicted either slight dehydration or possibly a hormonal normality which would only be reason for concern if I were an elderly menopausal woman.  Neither cardiologist recommended any changes to my lifestyle.

So, perhaps, you made a mistake. Perhaps my experience as your patient is an isolated incident, in which case an apology and fair compensation will suffice.

Or perhaps, you do feel your diagnosis was accurate, in which case, I must suspect that an alarming number of your patients are at risk of similar mis-diagnosises.

I would really like to resolve this as soon as possible.  Please work with me to resolve this situation quickly and amicably.  If I do not hear from you by Wednesday, November 12, 2008, I will assume that you stand by your diagnosis as accurate. If so, I will report this to the proper authorities, presenting strong evidence to encourage investigations into your other patients’ experiences as well.

Please consider and contact me via email or @ xxx xxx xxxx to discuss the details of a sufficient settlement.

Thank you,
Laura D

And Fantasize about a Life that does not so Closely Resemble Hell.

Nov 14, 2008 by MissD | 1 Comment

Forst off...We were due in court on Monday and as you all know, this was a suit filed over a year ago that keeps getting delayed and postponed and seriousyl, I want this to be resolved amicably.  I have no interest in fighting.  She wants control of Charlie and I want control of Mike's money.  Period.  But she is a bitch...the therapist calls it anxiety...whatever *SIGH*  I bitched and cried and I'm voer it...sorta...I turned it into a positive lemonade kind of thing and we meet in therapy on the day after Thanksgiving and court on December 16th, unless we can work out a deal.  OM F God...I want this Ugly Girl out of my life already.

Anyway...since I remembered that I heart The Great Gatsby, I have been unable to locate either of my 2 copies, so I checked it out from the library and another book found me...Bridget Jones's Diary...Squee!!  So...since I'm all about resolutions and goal setting my way to a new life...

I WILL NOT

Drink to get drunk in the company of the opposite sex once I am single. (not that I would, but I used to).

Stress.

Waste money on: high heel shoes cause *SIGH* I never wear them anymore, computer programs Mike can get me for free even when I'm pissed off and want to make a point, lawyers.

Behave slobbishly around the house, but instead imaging others are watching. (i like this one).

Spend more than earn.

Allow to do list to rage out of control.

Fall for any of the following: I'll pay you back.

Get annoyed with Charlie.

Have crushes on Daniel Radcliffe (Harry Potter), Tom Brady or Kobe Bryant or Vince Carter, (or Will Smith (in anything), Luke Perry (Dylan McKay), Matthew Perry (Chandler Bing) Joshua Jackson (Pacey Whitter)) but instead engage regularly in meaningless, flirty conversations with men in Real Life.

Bitch about anyone behind their backs, but be positive about everyone.

Obsess about bullshit, as pathetic to invest so much energy on something beyond my control.

Sulk about having no money, but develop inner poise and authority and sense of self as woman of substance, complete without high disposable income, as best way to obtain said wealth.

I WILL

Stop stressing.

Drink small amounts all in good fun.

Reduce circumference of thighs...by exercise, not diet.

Purge house of all extraneous matter.

Clean through closet.  Be honest.

Improve career and fill potential of new job.

Save up money in form of savings...after paying off debt.  Invest.

Be more confident.

Be more assertive.

Make better use of time.

Go out some nights with little to no regard to the consequences of a morning hangover.

Give proportion of earnings to charity.

Be kinder and help others more.

Eat ZERO sugar.

Get up before the babies wake up in the morning.

Tempo runs at least once a week. More weights.

Keep photo folders organized.

Make up compilation 'mood' play lists to have ready with all favorite romantic/dancing/rousing/running etc. tunes assembled, instead of browsing Youtube for songs of which titles escape me.

Form functional relationship with responsible adult.

Learn to program Adobe...Flash, InDesign and maybe Illustrator.

Photobucket

Daisy Buchanan: Misinterpreted

Nov 11, 2008 by MissD | Add comment

Daisy Buchanan is negatively portrayed as the epitome of a shallow, selfish socialite trophy wife in F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby.  She seemingly marries money and status at the expense of forgoing true love.  Daisy is not in a position to choose for love or money; both Tom and Gatsby offer material wealth, but neither is equipped to provide her with love.  She merely becomes a victim of her own insecurities and the intentions of the men in her life, as she desperately searches to fill the empty void she feels in her heart.

At a glance, Daisy does appear to fit the mold of a trophy wife.  She is enchanting and loves to find herself at the center of attention at social gatherings.  Her most distinguishable characteristics are wrapped up in her charming appearance and magnetic mannerisms.  Her personality is delightful; she has “an absurd, charming little laugh” and an excitement in her voice that “men who had cared for her found difficult to forget” (14).  She conforms to society’s expectations of her, as these attributes are viewed as greatly important to a woman in her position.  She avoids serious discussions and makes light conversation, entertaining her guests with trivial matters such as the longest day of the year and gossiping about the butler’s nose.

Daisy is a much more complex character than she seems to be on the surface.  Although she is a pretty girl, her face suggests a degree of sadness that is often overshadowed by her loveliness with “bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth” (14).  This sadness is only briefly mentioned; however, it poses a vast contradiction to her overall description, raising questions concerning her past and her true feelings about her current situation in life. 

Once upon a time, Daisy was very much in love with a man named Jay Gatsby. However, their young romance comes to an abrupt end when he leaves her behind to serve in the military overseas.  Although she promises to save herself for Gatsby, Daisy becomes overwhelmed with feelings of loneliness and finds that she is unable to sit alone and wait for her so-called Prince Charming to return someday that may never come.  She heals her broken heart as her insatiable appetite for attention takes control, driving her into the company of many boys who are all ineligible to follow in the footsteps of her former flame.

By the following autumn, she meets Tom Buchanan in her pursuit for companionship. Tom exhibits a number of characteristics commonly associated with young, eligible bachelors; he is successful, handsome and athletic.  His family is affluent and well established.  He courts her properly, smothering her with the attention she craves.  He spoils her, offering her financial security and all of the best things that money could buy.  He proposes and she eagerly says yes, as she is caught up in the whirlwind of the lifestyle, the excitement and the attention. 

Over the course of their engagement, Daisy develops reservations concerning her commitment to Tom and the day before their wedding, she breaks down in an inebriated state, crying hysterically.  She fervently clings to a mysterious letter, of which the contents are never revealed.  Some may assume it is a declaration of love sent by Gatsby from overseas; however, a mere letter is out-of-character for Gatsby, who hosts lavish parties upon his return, in order to attract Daisy’s attention.  In addition, Daisy does not mention Gatsby during her drunken outburst.  A more likely theory may explain the letter as a piece of correspondence between Tom and another woman.  Daisy’s silence in the matter may be due to feelings of shame and embarrassment.

Never-the-less, Daisy’s mother and Jordan Baker settle her down and the following day, she and Tom walk down the aisle and vow be faithful and love one another other for the rest of their lives.  Shortly after the couple returns from their honeymoon, Tom is caught having an extramarital affair with a chamber maid in Santa Barbara. 

Daisy had previously related a story, reflecting back on the birth of her daughter, in which she gleefully expresses her wishes that Pammy will grow up to be “a beautiful little fool” contending that “this is the best thing a girl can be in this world.” She strongly values naïve and innocent qualities, but bitterly states that she knows better because she has “been everywhere and seen everything and done everything” and that “everything’s terrible” (30). 

The course of events surrounding her wedding and honeymoon, Daisy quickly becomes uneasy in her marriage, as her previous insecurities and fears of abandonment return.  She is more aware and increasingly assertive, as she constantly questions Tom’s whereabouts and appears anxious and suspicious in his absence.  She is filled with doubts and distrusts her husband, but she lives in an era in which divorce is virtually unheard of and she is hindered by the expectations of society to make the most of her situation.  She plays the role of his wife well, portraying Tom and herself as a happy, rich and popular couple among their friends.  However, underneath the surface, their relationship is a turbulent mess as Tom exposes his true nature as an impatient, aggressive philanderer. 

When Gatsby re-emerges in Daisy’s life, he comes across as a hopeless romantic.  However, his feelings do not indicate true love, but mere infatuation and perhaps even obsession.  It is true that he absolutely idolizes Daisy and has spent the past few years building an extravagant new lifestyle, claiming to be driven by his desire to impress her.  His intentions seem to be connected to completing his own selfish quest to achieve all facets of the highly coveted American Dream. 

Daisy’s motivation behind her decision to stray from her marriage and engage in an intimate affair with Gatsby is not directly addressed, but may be attributed to a number of reasons.  Tom is currently involved in an affair with a married woman named Myrtle Wilson.  Perhaps Daisy feels the impact of her husband’s absence and the gaping void in her heart is yearning to be tended to.  She is intrigued by the seemingly sincere interest Gatsby expresses in her and the former lovers’ romance is temporarily rekindled.  Her fling presents her with an opportunity to return to a certain innocence she once possessed as a young girl; this was a time when her life was much simpler and she was carefree and happy.

Many truths surface on a hot, fateful day in New York, as Tom and Gatsby engage in an increasingly heated war of words. It quickly becomes apparent that their intentions are to embarrass one another; it is a childish competition between two men plagued by insecurities and neither one shows signs of being truly in love with Daisy.  She is forced to witness this showdown in horror, as they demean their respective relationships with her into a competition, in which she is reduced to nothing more than a prize to be won.  This portrayal is reiterated later when Gatsby tells the story of his earlier relationship with Daisy, relating how “it excited him…that many men had already loved [her] – it increased her value in his eyes” (161).

Just as Daisy was not in control of her situation the day before her wedding, she is equally helpless in this case.  Although her behavior is often depicted as reckless, selfish and dramatic, she initially makes no effort to escalate Tom and Gatsby’s verbal sparring. She is hesitant to respond to Gatsby’s demands that she tell Tom that she never loved him.  When she does become actively involved in their battle, her words convey her marital frustrations and pent up feelings of hurt and anger.  Tom responds by revealing Gatsby’s criminal involvement in illegal bootlegging endeavors with which he acquired his vast fortune.  This brings Daisy crashing back to reality; she reaffirms her commitment to her husband and retreats from the idealistic fantasies of her love affair with Gatsby. 

Although Tom promises to “take better care of [her] from now on,” he does not display any degree of sensitivity to Daisy’s emotional state, which is overwhelmed with chaotic confusion (153). Instead, he insists that she return home in Gatsby’s car, a boastful gesture which serves the sole purpose of asserting his own confidence in her loyalty to him.  Although she was driving the car that kills Myrtle Wilson, Gatsby assumes responsibility and she simply allows him to do so, in the same manner in which she permits the men in her life to make major decisions.  Then just as they have done a number of times before, she and Tom pack up their lives and move away from their scandalous mess.  They re-establish their façade of a happy, rich and popular couple in a new city with a new social circle.  Once again, her actions do not reflect her own decision, but the return of her dutiful allegiance to her husband.

Although Daisy is often portrayed as selfish and status-seeking, in actuality she desperately pines for attention in the form of affection.  Both Tom and Gatsby claim to love her; however, their actions clearly indicate that they value her as a prize to be won and nothing more than a trophy to be showcased.  Daisy’s character is weakened by her insecurities, as she allows her self-worth to be determined by the men in her life. 

 Written in the summer of 2004 for a #2 TEXAS TECH (Guns Up!!!) course in American Literature.  I recently got into a discussion about my position in Daisy's corner with a high school English teacher at my Team-in-Training practice. I stand by Daisy for personal reasons...or at least at the time this was written.  My views have changed slightly to put more responsibility on Daisy for forfeiting her fate to others...but then again, in the 1920's, realistically speaking, what were her choices?? *SIGH* This piece makes me sad.  Very, very sad.

Photobucket