Month: November 2015

get on your boots

get on your boots

I’ve been thinking about Adele. She broke an all-time sales record that is mind boggling: 3 million copies sold in a week! Her voice really is amazing. I’ve never thought it to be unique or think that her songs were any good until I saw the video for “Hello” and a bunch of promo videos…

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haircut, egg rolls, and Rex

haircut, egg rolls, and Rex

Yesterday was a series of ups and downs, but I’ll talk about the ups of the day, which was getting a haircut by my stylist in her kitchen. She calls them “kitchen cuts,” which is just me sitting in the middle of her kitchen on a regular dining chair. We chatted away and I mentioned…

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apple cider vinegar

apple cider vinegar

I’ve started taking apple cider vinegar (ACV) after reading about its myriad benefits. I’ve sipped diluted ACV for digestion and it helped a ton, which surprised me. I also used a dilution to soak my hair after shampooing, and voila! I had super silky hair. I primarily am interested in the cleansing and detoxifying benefits,…

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restless

restless

Something inside is restless. Paris is hurting, bleeding, crying. Many pray, others say don’t pray, just keep doing what you did before. But isn’t this the time to do something different?

motorcycle

motorcycle

Last night I had a dream I was Sherlock Holmes, the version from the TV show “Elementary” on CBS. I dreamed I was him and was riding a motorcycle, the sporty kind, a Ducati or something. It was yellow and I was riding it up a winding dirt road with hairpin turns. And Watson was…

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charity: water

charity: water

Today I checked on my fundraising campaign for charity: water. What a surprise I found! My goal of raising $450 was met yesterday! It really stumped me, yet why was I stumped? Why did I start the campaign if I felt as if it could not be done? Perhaps I wanted to see what could be…

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poem

poem

I’m looking for you outside, inside, online mostly online, but you aren’t there connected to the world but nowhere I click and click and nothing answers just news of war and disasters I know you are there just don’t be next to me be out there where I can find you virtually

Brooklyn and Hamlet

Brooklyn and Hamlet

Over the weekend I saw a film (Brooklyn) and a play (Hamlet) and while my expectations were low and high for each show respectively, they ended up being reversed by the time the actors took the bow. The film, set in Ireland and Brooklyn, NY, was beautifully made, with great costumes and strong but subtle…

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stay beautiful

stay beautiful

It was a mildly chilly evening but I was bundled up in a hoodie and jacket, wearing dark clothing. I was walking down the sidewalk carrying a pizza slice box. It was nearly dark and the streetlights were on. A man on a bicycle sped down the street, and when he was coming up from…

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