Thoughts, inspiration, balance… and randomness
Last post, I wrote about my observations at the airport and the masculine woman I observed there. Today's post is on a similar idea... but a little different. As you may know (or not know), I am currently in Buenos Aires, Argentina for a little vacay (I will recap the trip in a later post). … Continue reading Who Da Man
Feminism. Not the knock/em down, we're going to rule the world kind, but the gentle feminine kind. I like Southern Belles because I think they are the ideal of a strong woman. I don't think they are as visible in the world- I don't know that they always take on powerful leadership roles in society … Continue reading Feminism or Feminine or Both
Baby don't hurt me... no more... Sorry, couldn't help myself. I was going to put the SNL skit on here, but figured more people probably hadn't seen the Haddaway official video. How sweet is this Dracula-turned-Rocky Horror mansion with the quick 90's zoom-in and zoom-out effect? I'm asking this question because the definition of marriage … Continue reading What is Love?
This is like one of my favs of all time.... K-Ci and Jojo know what's up, even years later. The basis of this song (if you've lived under a rock or were born after 1992) is a dude (well I guess two dudes, since they are singing a duet. With magical silky man voices. That … Continue reading Lately
I remember a time when I was twenty-two years old. I had just begun dating my very attractive and charming brain surgeon boyfriend (who I eventually dated for almost four years). It was the first time he had taken me to dinner with a group of his friends- some of which had girlfriends. One of … Continue reading The 20-Something “Age” Jab
Ok, something happened to me this week. Something I have done every year for like fifteen years. And I didn't do it this week because I straight up forgot. My March Madness bracket. WTH. How on earth did it slip my mind? I knew I needed to do it. I've been watching some of the … Continue reading The Madness
Time is a funny thing. A minute can seem to whiz by when you're hitting the snooze button, but take forever when you are running on a treadmill. It can pass and you not even know it when you realize you've lived somewhere 10 or 15 years. Or see your baby graduate from high school. … Continue reading Time
Sometimes poems speak better than my own words. i carry your heart with me - E.E. Cummings i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i … Continue reading I Carry Your Heart
My darling male basenji, Red, is just the sweetest darn boy alive. I know many strangers, including strangers with dogs, may not always agree with me. But of my two dogs, he is the genuinely lovable one. Last week, I took both the furballs to see the vet for their annual visit. Halo and Red … Continue reading Yank It Out
The luck o'the Irish will be upon us this weekend... and while I am sure you all would love it if I wrote about my debaucheries of skipping work and going to Tier Na Nog or Fado in Seattle at 9am, that whole drink-til-you-pass-out-thing doesn't quite jibe with this blog. So then I thought, well, … Continue reading The Color Green
Life, Love and Yoga 