Tuesday, February 28


I tortured myself today by looking at some lovely things I will never be able to afford. If you wish to torture yourself visit anthropology.

Sunday, February 26

Picture Perfect?

I was thinking a lot about my family today. Not just my mom and dad, but grandparents, cousins, aunts and uncles, even those people I call family though we're of no relation at all.
We had this pre-dawn family photo taken over ten years ago. I was bleary eyed and not especially happy to be around my cheerful cousin that early in the morning. The thing that upset me then, and still upsets me to this day is that everyone is dressed in the same colours- except my mom and I. The rest of the clan is clad in black, red or white. Mom had on yellow, and my dress was blue with purple flowers. Looking at the portrait always reminds me of how I never felt like I fit in with the rest of the family...In some way I stuck out a little. Sure I was still allowed to be in the photo, but I wasn't allowed to know about the dress code. No one else noticed, or if they did, they never mentioned it.
Perhaps it has always struck me so, because I know I'm different, yet don't' want to be, or am not comfortable with it yet, and I don't want people to know. I'm not yet the point Anne talks about in the following quote. Are you?

"There are pictures of the people in my family where we look like the most awkward and desperate fold you ever saw, poster children for the human condition. But I like that, when who we are shows. Everything is usually so masked or perfumed or disguised in the world, and it's so touching when you get to see something real and human. I think that's why most of us stay close to our families, no matter how neurotic the members, how deeply annoying or dull-because when people have seen you at your worst, you don't have to put the mask as much. And that gives us license to try on that radical hat of liberation, the hat of self-acceptance; we're allowed to escape from underneath one of the fatwas."
Anne Lamott~ Traveling Mercies~ Chapter on "Mom".

Friday, February 24

Not An Island

Spending time by myself has never bothered me. This might be a result of my only child condition, or perhaps just my temperament. Yet tonight I had the most meaningful two hours of my week. I'd almost forgotten how much I need my friends, but during these hours I remembered a few things...We were created to have relationships, and accountability is necessary for a healthy life. Over pork, rice and salad (yummy, thanks Gillian) Gillian and I talked, with no agenda, and no pretense. It was really refreshing, a bit painful times (interesting how being completely honest can be difficult, yet so rewarding), and entirely fun. We had a brief intermission when smoke started bellowing out of the oven...We got it under control quickly and continued our chat over dessert. I'm so thankful for help, advice and friendship. Have you shared with a friend lately...Really shared, not just chatted? If not, write an e-mail, or letter, pick up the phone, or have someone over for tea...You'll be glad you did.

Cilantro-Lime Vinaigrette. makes a good salad great
1 cup packed cilantro
1/2 cup extra virgin olive oil (evoo)
1/4 cup lime juice
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. pepper
pinch of minced garlic

pack this all into a food processor or blender and wizz until all ingredients are combined. Serve over salad with oranges and avocado.

Sunday, February 19


It seems in the past month or so I've been finding many quotes that in one way or another touch my soul, hit my funny bone, or just resonate in my thoughts. Here is yet another one by C.S. Lewis.
"Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket--safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable."

Wednesday, February 1


Ever wonder what to do when some 'yecky' guy hits on you and you DON"T want his attention? Throw this skillfully crafted comeback at him.

"Excuse me, I am not a cheap tart. (Flip hair here) The Bakery is down the road, so get lost!" ~Denise Derkson

Daily Waste of Time

How Ironic..

This is how I wasted some of my highly valuable time today. I took a quiz to tell me which "Peanuts" character I am. For the low, low price of only three minutes you can know too! Hurrah.