Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
...Like a Natural Woman
Don't you just love songs that you can sing at the top of your lungs. Pure joy. Unadulterated bliss. Throw your head back, crank up the volume and become 'one' with the music. Today was one of those days. When i heard that ole' song (Natural Woman) i sang it with abandon...cause...
Today was a day where i was totally thrilled to be a woman - basking in my femininity, embracing my softness, flouncing around in my skirt and heels and realizing that the "you" that makes me feel like a natural woman...is the permission i give myself to be one. Not to fight to be manly or pushing my way through life, but loving the softer side of me. The side that loves nail polish and stockings, make-up and jewerly, soft hair and giggles, high heels and scented lotion, elegant gestures and lipstick.
i'm a natural woman alright....and loving every minute of it.
Saturday, July 30, 2005
Hodge Podge
Home. What a delicious word. i love going away. Especially to Europe - it fuels me towards higher fashion - toward a more graceful way of living. But i love coming home.
Monday, July 11, 2005
Friday, July 8, 2005
Traveling
So today is the day to jet-set accross the ocean and see what lies on the other side. And if i'm not mistaken, that would be Europe <grin>.
I have a problem with planes. Not afraid, not even a little bit. My problem is that i turn into this little girl who is going someplace nice and is so excited that she wants to kick the back of the seat and ask every 10 min if we're there yet.... I would think, after all this time and being somewhat more mature than a 6 yr old, that i could sink into my plane seat, read for a few hours and then slip into dreamland, waking refreshed and dewey faced for the adventures of whatever country the plane lands.
But no, sadly, quite the opposite, save for the reading bit. i want to look out of the window to see where we are. However, since it is the middle of the night flying over the ocean and Greenland - there's nothing to see(although i must get to Greenland someday). So i look out into space -hoping to see something of interest, but alas that doesn't happen and then there is no leg room and i can't sleep and are we there yet and if that child doesn't stop crying i'm going to scream and ... and... and... ::sigh:::
So this trip, i've decided to do something different. i've messed up my body clock by staying up till odd hours and not sleeping much. Maybe this way, i'll be able to slip into dreamland and arrive looking refreshed instead of my normal zombie look. Maybe. Nice thing about jet lag is that is only lasts for a day or two, so by Monday, i'll be myself again.
But if you're in Hungary this weekend and you see a zombie-like woman, trying her best to look like a super model while really looking quite the opposite, feel free to say 'hello.'
Thursday, July 7, 2005
London
Today's blasts in London remind me too well of that gorgeous-turned-horrid September day in NYC.
Take time to pray for those injured and for the families and loved ones of those who have died.
Monday, July 4, 2005
Shore breezes
i love the ocean. i love the roar of the waves. i even love the annoying sand that gets everywhere. i love it because with the crashing of the waves upon the beach, the hot sun on my skin and friends and relatives around me, i am reminded all is well. The rhythm of life is felt in those waves, the future of our country is in the small children who dip their toes into the cold water and run screaming from the waves, or the small ones who stand, brave and terrified at the same time, sick ones feel better with the healing sea breeze, skin becomes tanned, hearts heal, problems are solved and love is rekindled. All at the shore. Come on in, the water's fine.
