And I Say To Myself...

It has been a wonderful topsy-turvy emotional kind of week. So many things have happened...grab a glass of wine or a cup of coffee...we have a great deal to catch up on.

Now We Have A Discussion...

This is good. I mean, it is REALLY good. And I think it can only get better from here...

Perhaps It's The Bells In Your Head....

Okay, to my friend who feels I pick on Mama Grizzly with ill-founded information spun by the media (side note: like shooting fish in a barrel) let me just say I tried. Really. I tried. I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt and look through a new lens at what this nut-job woman is trying to tell America. Once again, I feel I must remain true to my convictions...she scares me.

Oh, I'm So Confused...

I may be confused, but I'm not stupid. Nope, not me. I surround myself with intelligent people with the hope some of their divine wisdom may rub off. Stay with me on this one...

Empty To Refill...

A few years ago I read a great book by Joyce Rupp called The Cup of Our Life. Several of my friends and I chose to undertake this endeavor as part of our Lenten study. I wish I could tell you I recall a multitude of life-altering a-ha moments from this study, but only two truths have remained with me.

Waiting For The Sun...

It has been nothing but gloomy here in Upstate New York. And while I heard the sun peeked out a bit today, I was in an office sans windows so I can't confirm if it really happened or is just rumor. You know how those nasty rumors get started.

But You Did...And I Thank You...

The moment a person takes to reach out to do something special for another can't be measured. They didn't have to do it ~ they didn't have to do anything. But they did. In the past few days I have experienced several of these moments.

Beauty Of A Rose...

Ever since my daughters were in first grade, I would present them with roses after every school concert and play. Tonight was no exception.

Je Suis Au Femme Francaise Au Coeur...

I swear...Paris is calling me. And it is not being subtle in any way, shape or form.

From This Day Forward...

I am very happy to share with you that today is my wedding anniversary. My 18th wedding anniversary, to be exact. And it makes me stop and stare in wonder...where did 18 years go?

Today Was All Good...

Not much to say this evening other than today was one of those...really...great...days.

Go Big Or Go Home...

Oh. My. Stars! Everyone is all abuzz at the fashion don't made by none other than Sarah Jessica. Was it her gown? Nope. The shoes? Absolutely not. Too much bling? Naaaahhhh. It was...It was...the HAIR!

It's Extreme Alright...

Okay...anyone who knows me or has read the psychobabble ramblings of the voices in my head knows I am extremely cheap frugal when it comes to spending. This is not to be confused with purchasing junk. No, no, no...I am a Chanel girl who loves her Nine Wests just as much as the next girl. But if there is a deal to be had, then by gum I'm gonna find it.

It Takes A Village, People...

During the course of the week, our local paper posed a question in its parent blog: should you ever discipline someone else's children? Some of the answers posted surprised me.

I Got The Hooch...

Do you have a "happy song"? I do. The first time I heard it I had no idea what it meant. Truth be told, I'm still not totally sure but it seems pretty positive to me.

Where Do We Go From Here...

Photo Credit

The time has finally arrived. Thanks to the "Savage Beauty" exhibit at The Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City, on Wednesday, May 4th those of us not part of the Hollywood-fast-track-I-have-friends-in-low-places-look-at-us-we're-beautiful scene can witness greatness. 

Godard Or Truffaut...

Two years ago I thoroughly enjoyed a French Cinema class with a most dynamic professor. At the beginning of the course, she asked us a question she hoped we would be able to answer by the end of the semester: are we a Godard or a Truffaut?

Barbie Gets A Bum Rap...

I really enjoy perusing the New York Times. Some of the random stuff I find mixed in with current events I am so obviously out of touch about really gives me fodder for pondering. Tonight's reading was no exception.

Laughing At Myself...

Thank you, Bill Watterson, for all the happiness you gave me through the imagination of a little boy and his stuffed tiger. Calvin's existentialisism coupled with Hobbes matter-of-factness made for some of the best comics I have ever read. Therefore, I thought they would be most appropriate to assist with me with yet another rendition of "Someone Just Answered A Question About You!" from The Truth Game on Facebook. Hey, if you can't laugh at yourself...well...lighten up.

Luxury Defined...

Last week I shared my little treasure, A Guide to Elegance by Genevieve Antoine Dariaux. Originally published in 1964, this is a great read with many topics relevant today. In fact, in a world of Snookies and
LiLo's, it should probably be required reading for all females.

  

Run, Mary, Run...

Yesterday I shared with everyone ten bloggers who have become an inspiration to me. Before I began sharing the maniacal rantings of my world, I did not even know these great people. Today I dedicate this post to a blogger I knew back when...back before both of us were bloggers and back before she became involved in the fight for her life.

Inspiration In My World...

Thank you, thank you, thank you, to wonderful Paul who honored me with The Inspiration Award! It is a true blessing to me to have been an inspiration to someone...especially someone whom I admire. Our mutual admiration for Meg Ryan and Michele Pfeiffer has forged a friendship I treasure.

To Thine Own Self Be True...

Some time ago I purchased this lovely little book adorned in Tiffany Blue on a whim. First published in 1964, it is interesting how some of its content has stood the test of time.

A Girl Can Dream...

Today turned into yet another cold and rainy day in Upstate New York. So in total denial of Spring's now-past-fashionably-late arrival, I closed my eyes to dream. And it was wonderful...

Fair-Weathered Friends...

Today is Palm Sunday, the beginning of the holiest week of the year in the Catholic faith. But this year hearing the Passion really made me stop and think about my own actions in a way I had not considered before.