Alice: What’s your favorite color?
Diosa: Green.
Alice: How old are you?
Diosa: 34.
Alice: Would you love it if I ask
you a million questions like that?
Diosa: Not so much.
Alice: So you've been married to
the same man, Blackstone, for a long time?
Diosa: We've been married for over
ten years, together for seventeen years; half my life.
Alice: And he’s your first husband,
right? Impressive.
We've heard that Polly said “don't
do it” on your wedding day, but what was going through your head?
Diosa: I wasn't ready to leave my
future husband at the altar. Totally not my style. But I had rationally had a
conversation with him the previous week stating that if things didn't get
better soon, I'd divorce him.
Alice: I had that same conversation
with my first husband. My situation turned out a little different than yours.
Diosa: The six months preceding and
following my wedding were some of the worst of my life. We had been together a
long time, and I knew I loved him. I trusted in the fact that it was a rough
patch and we would get through it. Luckily, I seemed to be right.
Alice: Blackstone looks just like
John Cusack. So I assume you think John Cusack is hot.
Diosa: I had quite a thing for John
Cusack before I met Blackstone. It may have helped things along.
Alice: How many urinary tract
infections did it take before your dad said "I have two words for you:
Oral Sex”?
Diosa: I've had so many, it's hard
to count let alone keep track of how many I'd had at one point or another. I
was still living at home, so let's put the number at about ten or fifteen.
Alice: Were you mortified or was
that normal banter around your house?
Diosa: I was mortified but that
comment was not out of character for my house. I still remember coming home one
night, kissing my dad good night and having him say, "You smell like
sex." I'm sure he was right. Neither his being right, nor his consistency in
making such blunt and direct comments made it less mortifying.
Alice: In the same post you said
you had tried spraying vodka up your nose to cure a sinus infection. Have you
ever heard of Sudafed?
Diosa: I have. I like Vodka better.
Alice: Me, too—me, too.
Diosa: The neti pot works best for me,
though. And I prefer any possible method of handling my sinus infections over
having my nose broken.
Alice: So your first career was as
a high school English teacher?
Diosa: You must have gotten the
common thread between me, Bookgirl and Polly by now.
Alice: You were all teachers?
Diosa: No, silly. Bookgirl's in
publishing. Polly's an aspiring writer and sometimes copy editor. I was an
English teacher. The common thread is love of reading and writing. Even if I
did end up an IT Manager. At least, for now.
Alice: Tell us the craziest thing a
student ever did, a time when you knew you should be pissed but all you could
do was laugh.
Diosa: Um, usually all I could do
was be pissed. It's why I quit.
But one time when I was student
teaching, I made the mistake of asking two senior boys if they were going to
the freshman dance. One answered, "Yes, fresh meat." The other,
"Not me, Miss Diosa. I like older women."
Alice: Speaking of kids: yours run
away from home, huh?
Diosa: Little Trouble (LT) escaped
on several occasions at two and three, but I wouldn't call that running away.
Trouble actually ran away about a
year ago. During the winter. Left a note on the fridge and everything. He was
picked up by the police a few blocks away—eight years old, no hat or gloves,
carrying a stuffed animal. I guess he looked pretty suspicious.
Alice: I like that kid. And the
escapee.
Diosa: Trouble also recently told
the principal that his father choked him. I had a very unpleasant conversation
with her and she decided not to call in the social workers, this time.
Alice: Your boys are the real deal.
Diosa: Tom Sawyer had nothing on
them.
Alice: You wrote in a post about
teaching "Often as a teacher, once you meet a student's parents their
kid's behavior becomes more understandable." What do you think Trouble’s
teachers say when he pulls the "dad strangled me" act?
Diosa: I can't imagine. I hope they
know him well enough to understand that he's spoiled rotten and a complete
drama queen. I figure if they haven’t called the authorities, they must get
that. But both boys are actually well behaved at school.
Alice: Okay, so you quit being a
schoolteacher and went back to school yourself to become an IT whiz. If you get
tired of that will you go back to school again?
Diosa: Maybe. I love school. I just
hate paying for it.
There's nothing else I'm burning to
learn, though. Reading, writing, technology—those are my passions. If there's
another career in my future, it's something more physical: yoga instructor,
personal trainer.
Alice: Are you a hacker? Could you
break into a credit card companies computer system and rip them off pennies at
a time?
Diosa: I'm no hacker. Though, to be
honest, if I should I be so inclined, I could set up one of those fishing websites
that lures less computer literate individuals into giving away their social
security or credit card numbers. It's not really that hard.
Alice: I knew it.
Didn’t you get your old boss’s job?
Diosa: Yes, I did. I think I'm in
way over my head.
Alice: You once wrote that you were
"relentless, thorough, and intense" but trying to be better about
change—accepting it, embracing it. How’s that going?
Diosa: I had a review with my new
boss, the CEO. His one criticism was that I should lighten up and smile more.
Obviously, I'm doing great at being less intense.
Alice: You have some good posts on
your blog about women, their roles, abilities, and such. Do you consider
yourself a feminist?
Diosa: When men I work with call me "sweetheart" or "darlin'," I have mental visions of slugging them. If that makes me
a feminist, then so be it.
More often, though, it seems I get
accused of behaving like a man rather than a feminist. I think that’s a bit
different. A feminist is still considered as acting and thinking like woman.
When you act like a man, you're not trying to make people behave differently or
change the world. You just do what you want and fuck anyone who doesn't agree.
People can call me anything they
want but at the end of the day, I'm not going to care enough about what they
think to change the way I behave.
Alice: You live in a really old
house, right?
Diosa: In New England, if your
house was built this century, it's not all that old. Ours was built in the
1950's, so it’s just old enough to need a new roof, heating system, windows,
drainage….
Alice: It seems like
you've been working on it for a long time, if you could do it over would you
buy a new build so you didn't have to deal with all the renovations and
problems?
Diosa: Every house is eventually
going to require maintenance. The grass is always greener. Didn't that come up
in Chance's interview? Yeah, grass is just plain grass.
Alice: Well, maybe different
shades?
Diosa: I'm one of those rare birds
that have always been quite satisfied with my own brand of grass, thank you
very much. Life is never going to be perfect. And if it was, I'd be bored, and
I hate being bored.
Alice: Things I’ve picked up form
your blog: aluminum-free deodorant and Weeds. Do you have any other wisdom to
offer?
Diosa: I was really very
disappointed to learn that Uno's has done away with their Uno's Amber Ale recently.
That's not really wisdom, but it's what's on my mind to share.
Alice: Noted. Are you sure you
don't want to do a pet interview?
Diosa: Quite sure. But you reminded
me I have to go feed Flame his worms and crickets. Trouble isn't home tonight.
Alice: What is Flame again?
Diosa: Leopard Gecko.
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