A friend recently sent me a story on social media. There were so many parts of it I loved, but admittedly, it resonated with me immediately. I didn’t need a buy in. It was one of those stories where there are beautiful scenes of nature, and a voiceover (a lovely, soothing voice) and the words… Continue reading Stay soft, girl.
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Bunched Panties.
Recently, a co-worker of mine, a man, was seemingly trying to defend my honor and advised me that he told another man, who is employed by a vendor we work with, that “to say my panties were in a bunch would be an understatement.” I was honestly speechless. I could spend time telling you how… Continue reading Bunched Panties.
But I’m allergic to cats.
I think that we all knew I was going to take issue with Mr. Vance at some point or another, right? I have to. I have no choice. The thing is, this decision is not one I came to easily, by any stretch. Strange, right? Why not? He’s exactly the kind of turd that I… Continue reading But I’m allergic to cats.
Intoku.
I met someone recently that invited me to explore the concept of intoku. When I looked up what intoku meant, I found a few definitions with a common theme: good done in secret, specifically the act of doing good secretly, for its own sake. Has a similar feel to altruism, but not quite. I had… Continue reading Intoku.
All. The. Weird.
I like weird. All the weird. The weirder the better. I have always liked weird. I only label it as weird because our society has ostensibly labeled it as weird. It’s only really ever been the things that make me feel more comfortable. The uncomfortable weirdness of being human. All the things that make us… Continue reading All. The. Weird.
Broken Bowls.
“You can put a broken thing back together- it’s just going to be different.” That was a sentiment that resonated with me when I recently listened to an episode of ‘This American Life.’ The episode (#827) was premised on the tale of Humpty Dumpty- the fella who had a great fall and couldn’t put himself… Continue reading Broken Bowls.
Happy I’m-Sorry-My-Independence-Makes-You-Uneasy Day.
“So, you have a whole bunch of invitations- you just don’t want to accept them, right?” asked Sus. Sure. Sort of. Not really. I did, I do, have a few Fourth of July plan offers. And for that, I am grateful. And also, confused. Maybe confused isn’t the right word to use. I can’t quite… Continue reading Happy I’m-Sorry-My-Independence-Makes-You-Uneasy Day.
Picture Perfect Moments.
I went to a yoga class at the top of the One World Observatory. I think I’ve said this before, but I just love New York. I do. I’ve traveled around the world (lucky, privileged me) and I’ve seen so many incredible places, but the Big Apple has never lost its luster where I’m concerned.… Continue reading Picture Perfect Moments.
Little Bites of Feeling.
I was talking to one of my closest friends a few weeks ago and I shared an experience that I recently had and my conclusion that I am not certain there are any normal single guys out there in my age bracket. Of course, I qualified this statement with the notion that I’m not exactly… Continue reading Little Bites of Feeling.
Sundress, Fun Dress.
I am going to be honest- I really did not want to write about the 130 pound sundress scandal. I didn’t. Even thinking about writing about it twisted me into knots. There is so much about this viral “story” that disgusts me and then there are all the bits that poke at the insecure parts… Continue reading Sundress, Fun Dress.
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