Saturday, May 31, 2008

You see in others that which you see in yourself.

There's a lot of talk about the big Sex and the City movie opening this weekend. (Unfortunately, my sitter has a life so seeing the movie will have to wait for me...no spoilers please!) 

There seems to be two camps when it comes to this show....those that totally identify with the ladies and their stories and those that, quite simply, do not. While I didn't watch every season faithfully nor did I really get into each and every story, I did identify with the women and their lives, love of fashion and, of course, their relationships.

In Charlotte, I was annoyed with and comforted by her unwavering quest for Prince Charming and finding true love...not just for herself but for anyone and everyone who crossed her path.  While I couldn't relate to her reserved nature I definitely could relate to her need for order.

In Samantha, I was appalled and intrigued by her unapologetic sexuality.  I loved her brazen behavior....not just with men but with life.  She didn't mince words and wouldn't dare waste one precious moment on trivial crap.

In Carrie, I marveled at her endless patience.  She loved and nurtured her friends even when they judged, embarrassed, disappointed, rebuked and dismissed her.  Of course, I felt a kinship with her and the shoe issue.  That's what we call a "no brainer".

And Miranda, oh Miranda....she got to me the most.  It pained me to watch her because I identified with her so much.  I was frustrated with her tough exterior and false pride....how she kept everyone at arm's length so as to protect herself.  I laughed at her fear of being alone. I championed her decision to have a baby no matter what others thought of her.  And, most of all, I identified with her fierce loyalty to her friends which, more often than not, got her in trouble.

I have had a lifelong battle with women in my life. I continue to try and figure out why I constantly seek out a female counterpart that I can relate to and, most importantly, count on but never quite hit the mark. I've met some astounding women in my life (both good and bad) but none of them have been there for me consistently in a way I need or want. Perhaps that's why I always felt so drawn to the women of SATC. I saw little bits and pieces of myself in them and envied their sisterhood.

Word on the street is that the four women of SATC are actually the traits held by every woman. Perhaps that's why most of us relate to them so well?  Or, even more interesting to ponder, perhaps that's why so many don't?

What I know for sure is that I see the good in each one of them - warts, bad boyfriends and all.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Take Note, Martha.

Sometimes insomnia is a good thing.

There've been a lot of little snarky, negative goings on in my world lately (is that the pain body talking?) but these ten minutes and thirteen seconds last night on Craig Ferguson made it ALL worthwhile.

Wouldn't you love to hang out with these two?
(Prepare to giggle.)

Buyer Beware

I used to really, really love Ebay. The thrill of finding some treasure for what seemed like a pittance and never having to leave the comfort of your home? Priceless.

But, as with many fabulous things, Ebay now sucks. I guess not really Ebay itself but the yay-hoos that lurk about now. I guess it's just another statement about our me-me-me-want-something-for-nothing society nowadays but, well, it just still sucks.

Thankfully, as Nik pointed out, Target is now selling wine. So, maybe there's hope for the world after all?

Thursday, May 22, 2008

That's Mrs. Clean to you.

Remember when I waxed poetic about hormones and cleaning and the music that makes me put a wiggle in it? Well, following suit (okay, okay....blatant copying) from my good friend Suzanne, I've created an iMix for all of you.

Now, get out the Pine Sol and make me proud.

HUZZAH!

Monday, May 19, 2008

Violent Femme

I'm in love.

Yes, it's true.

And it's not JUST with Ira Glass.


Thankfully I watched the Tivo'd recording of this to the very end.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Shake It Don't Break It (Took Your Mama Nine Months to Make It)

I don't know which move I like more.....the hip shakin' or the head shakin'.



Rockabilly is alive and well in all cultures. Yay!

Enjoy!

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

It's Electric

What was old is now new again.


Ha-le-LOO!

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Speak

Much shifting of gears in my world. Have grown quite discontented with the me, me, me-ness of the world...both real and not real.

Am being quiet in order to hear.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Dearest

This Mother's Day, I found it difficult to celebrate when all I could think of were the people who didn't have their mothers. My beautiful niece, Jessica, put into words the heartbreak so many of us feel after we've lost our mothers or those that have been mothers to us in one way or another. I think a lot about her mother when these holidays come upon us. I brace myself for the dull ache of it all. I look at my own daughters and can barely bring myself to embrace the warmth and love of it all knowing there are so many that do their very best just to get through it.  Without her.

And what of the broken children?  The ones who don't have a mother to love and care for them? To stroke their hair and tell them a million times how perfect they are?

I am married to a broken child.  A loving and generous child who has been made to question who he is, what he does and why he does it.  I watch him struggle through the discomfort of these Hallmark holidays that remind him that he doesn't measure up.  He busies himself to the point of exhaustion....all in an effort to avoid the reality of it.  There is no mother to celebrate on Mother's Day. 

So, while I have an amazing, selfless and dedicated mother who tells me how much she loves me and how wonderful I am, I cannot forget those that had to endure yet another Mother's day. Without her.

I dedicate my Mother's Day post to all of the broken children. The motherless children. You do measure up.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Bloggity Blog


My friend Nik (yes, she IS my friend. So there.) left a comment on one of my Flickr pics and I, of course, had to blog about it.



Here I was thinking it looked like they were hard at work at the United Nations or figuring out a cure for cancer or doing their physics homework. But, as Nik so aptly pointed out, they are obviously blogging.

DUH.

I better get to it......

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Oh no she di'nt.

I swear to God, there's a video for everything.

When looking for information on what a broken toe feels like, here's what I found:

**VIDEO HAS BEEN DELETED DUE TO ITS ANNOYING BEHAVIOR"

The verdict is still out on the toe...

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Talk is cheap.

Jessica posted her answers to a questionnaire/challenge that I found particularly fun. (and you are so right about it taking so long. sigh.)

Here are the instructions:
1. Go to flickr
2. Type your answer to each question in the "search" box.
3. Using only the first page, pick an image.
4. Copy and paste the picture to your blog.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand GO!


1. What is your name?


2. What is your favorite food?


3. What high school did you go to?


4. What is your favorite color?


5. Who is your celebrity crush?


6. Who is your favorite Disney princess?


7. Favorite drink?


8. Dream vacation?


9. Favorite dessert?


10. What do you want to be when you grow up?