THANKSGIVING BUZZ

I’ve wanted to do this for a long time. Whenever I’ve asked a hairdresser to do it, they’ve balked. Their definition of femininity didn’t allow it. Know that I LOVE IT.  If you don’t, that’s ok. I didn’t do it for you. It’s the most freeing thing I’ve done with my “look” since I cut…

CHAINED TO THE RHYTHM

I really like this song! The lyrics are wonderful, and I was not surprised to see that this was one of Sia’s offerings to another artist. Let the words sink in. I will never fit into the picket-fence utopia and once I stopped trying to do so, I was much happier! Chained to the Rhythm…

FIGHT LIKE A GIRL, KICK ASS LIKE A WOMAN

I have passed the middle of one of the busiest years of my life. I am tired, for sure, but I’m so grateful to be on this journey.  My travels started in March with a trip to Maui, and with work, I started in May with a trip to Philadelphia, followed by a trip in…

DISTORTED IMAGE (and being comfortable in stretch-marked skin)

I took this photo before I went in for my first meeting with my bariatric surgeon, Dr. Davis, last Friday. I was waiting outside in front of the elevator bank since the office staff had not returned from lunch so I decided I wanted to take a “before” photo.  My hands were shaking because I…

THE MOST HANDSOME JERK I’VE EVER SEEN

I don’t know if they have HEB grocery stores where you live, but it’s my favorite grocery store. One of the primary reasons I shop there is because all their workers are happy, cheerful, and helpful. I’ve yet to find an exception to this observation. At this grocery store, customer service is primary and I…

THEY WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME: PART 2

My Green Onion is getting married. For him, this means that Schmitty actually said yes and they’ve successfully negotiated the terms of the college football season. For me, this means that less than six months from now, I will be in another wedding. Either I’ve not learned the lesson from just a few months ago…

THEY WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME (PURSES, HATS, AND VICTORIAN LILAC)

These days, I find myself knee-deep in satin and girl time. I can say, “mani-pedi” and not giggle and have even expressed the desire to get one. I actually went to a store last week with the sole purpose of buying a leather purse, and did indeed purchase one. I went a shade darker with…