Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Praise Be

This one goes out directly to my badass friend, Vani (aka, Ruby Ruckus), who (for me) will always be the original roller derby mama.

You rock it, Ruby. Hard.

Saturday, August 22, 2009


This is no newsflash to any of you that belong to the ranks of Tarantino fans (me, being one of the many) but he is an outright genius.

This movie is incredible. Just incredible. And please, dear Oscars Gods, please make sure Christoph Waltz receives an award for his venerable portrayal of Colonel Hans Landa.

Friday, August 21, 2009


Zephyr in the sky at night I wonder
Do my tears of mourning sink beneath the sun
She's got herself a universe gone quickly
For the call of thunder threatens everyone

Faster than the speeding light she's flying
Trying to remember where it all began
She's got herself a little piece of heaven
Waiting for the time when earth shall be as one

And I feel
Quicker than a ray of light
Then gone for
Someone else shall be there
Through the endless years

She's got herself a universe

And I feel
And I feel
And I feel like I just got home
And I feel

Quicker than a ray of light she's flying
Quicker than a ray of light I'm flying

A little funk for your Friday. I watched a live rendition of this by Natasha Bedingfield on the Today Show and not only did it blow my socks off but it reminded me how powerful this song is and how powerful it makes me feel.

Happy Weekending!

Wednesday, August 19, 2009


This is a photo of mine that consistently gets a strong response. Local residents marvel that it is one of the guard towers at the Old Idaho Penitentiary near the lustrous Idaho Botanical Garden.

I've thought a lot, recently, about the warning signs in my own life. It is a consistent fact that I always, always see the forest for the trees but choose to take the easy way out. The less confrontational way out.

But not any more.

For those of you who do not think highly of me, that consider me troubled (with a warped sense of the world against me), that consider me manipulative and hiding behind others (like my parents or other family members), that think of me as wild and impetuous (not like those ruled by the moon who are shy and sensitive) I give you a final warning. If you think so poorly of me and yet choose to sit in silence while you read my blog on a regular basis, I suggest you stay away. The fact that you choose to judge and keep tabs on me says far more about your character than mine. If you took the time to be in contact with me, out in the open, you'd find I'm just fine. Better than fine. And maybe even someone you'd enjoy having in your life.

Monday, August 17, 2009


Dear Nie,

You don't know me and, technically, I don't know you. But you have touched me and reminded me on a near daily basis how fortunate I am to have all that I have in my life. You will never read this but I just had to go on record as saying you inspire me. You are other-worldly. And, most important of all, you are BEAUTIFUL.

So very brave and beautiful.

I am so grateful for all that I have in my life but today, you reminded me, how grateful I am that you were not taken in that horrible plane crash.

Thursday, August 13, 2009


Last Fall, I learned of the terrible news of Stephanie and Christian Nielson's plane crash that killed the pilot, Doug Kinneard, and left them in critical condition. The story of their life together and their four beautiful children was enough to reduce me to a puddle of tears. It also inspired me to remember just how lucky I am, how lucky we all are, and never to get caught up in the trivial minutiae of our brief lives.

Over the past six months (or so), my life has experienced its own series of bumps, crashes and head-on collisions. It's been more than challenging to remain focused and to stay the course. Trying to live in the most honest and truthful of ways. As we all know, it's never easy. But the part that is easy, I'm finding, is the part where you love. Unconditionally.

Thanks to Nie's sister, Courtney, and her devoted and inspiring blog I have been able to be reminded on a continual basis of what is important, what is worth the fight and what is worth letting go.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

I Scream

While in the Emerald City this past week (shout out to all my peeps that made the effort to hang with me!), I spied this commercial not nearly enough times. I dare you, no, I double-dog dare you not to play it more than three times. I couldn't.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Little Girl

Dear Little Girl,

I want to wish you the happiest of birthdays.
I want you to know just how loved you are.
By me.

All of the people that don't believe in you, that try to take the best of your bright spark, that tell you they love you and leave you in their dust, that promise you the world and leave you wanting...know that they've only made you stronger.
More beautiful.

Happy Birthday, Little Girl.
I will never forget you.
I will love you.