Sunday, March 11, 2007
Our New Sister
Jude and I have been matched with our new Rwandan sister, Christine! We'll be writing her our first letter this week.
Check back for updates!
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Below the Beltway Fun from the Sunday Washington Post Magazine
"If You Love the President..."
Gene Weingarten's Below the Beltway column in this week's Washington Post Magazine is so funny you just have to check it out. I MEAN HAVE TO! Over here it was responsible for audible laughter coming through the loo door as well as the "laughed till I cried" reaction a little later on.
If you're not an online Post member take the two minutes and register. It's well worth it. Cross my heart.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
A Verizon Valentine
Since today is the day to celebrate sweetness, love and heartfelt feelings, I just had to share this little story. Even if it's just so you can see that Verizon employees have big hearts too, :-)
Being as we're covered in snow and ice here on the East Coast, there are many weary travelers out there this Valentine's Day trapped in the lovely confines of an airport...awaiting freedom in the form of a flight home. You know, those resort spots with their soothing spa-like seating, and their world class restaurants? Right, those.
A story comes from up North of a loving daughter (who happens to be the Verizon employee referenced above) whose father is stuck in just such a queue for freedom, enjoying those airport amenities. Having a heart, knowing her dad is all alone at the terminal, and obviously wanting him to know just how much she loves him, she called the airport trying to get in touch with the gift shops there.
They found one for her. Before long she was in touch with a woman in a gift shop and explaining to her the situation...dad's all alone at the terminal, she wanted him to have a little something, being that it's Valentine's and all...you know. Well don't you know they took the time to put together a gift bag full of things from all different shops in the airport for her!
Special delivery came in the form of the airport personnel paging her dad at the terminal and delivering it right to him.
If that's not a special Valentine, I don't know what is.
Share some love today...and every day.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
The Secret
The Secret
Very pretty new movie about the age old concept of the power of positive thinking and how very real it is.
"The Secret Synopsis
The Secret has existed throughout the history of humankind. It has been discovered, coveted, suppressed, hidden, lost and recovered. It has been hunted down, stolen, and bought for vast sums of money. Now for the first time in history, The Secret is being revealed to the world over two breathtaking hours.
A number of exceptional men and women discovered The Secret, and went on to become known as the greatest people who ever lived. Among them: Plato, Leonardo, Galileo, Napoleon, Hugo, Beethoven, Lincoln, Edison, Einstein and Carnegie, to name but a few.
Fragments of The Secret have been found in the oral traditions, in literature, in religions and philosophies throughout the centuries. For the first time, all the pieces of The Secret come together in an incredible revelation which will be life transforming for all who experience it. "
The secret website
Check it out
Friday, December 15, 2006
Gifts with Meaning
If you're always looking for gifts from the heart with more essence of the spirit of peace and love that this season seeks to remind us of, Women for Women International has a shopping bazaar, along with Friends of WFWI links, to shop from that are full of handmade products created by women survivors in war torn countries across the world. These are women who are in the process of transforming their lives from complete loss of home and family to respected artisans and self-reliant contributers to their own communities. How much more of the holiday spirit can you find anywhere else?
And if you're looking to do something even more, becoming a sponsor of one of these women is a way to continue to give throughout the year. Women for Women will match you with your very own sister and give you the chance to make a significant difference in the life of someone very much like you on the other side of our planet. This is a way you can contribute, instead of just listening, frustrated, to the continual ranting going on in the media about our global conflicts.
Women for Women's Mission and Vision:
"Women for Women International provides women survivors of war, civil strife and other conflicts with the tools and resources to move from crisis and poverty to stability and self-sufficiency, thereby promoting viable civil societies.
Women for Women International envisions a world where no one is abused, poor, illiterate or marginalized; where members of communities have full and equal participation in the processes that ensure their health, well-being and economic independence; and where everyone has the freedom to define the scope of their life, their future and strive to achieve their full potential."
You can find this D.C. based organization on the web here
Make a difference this year.
And if you're looking to do something even more, becoming a sponsor of one of these women is a way to continue to give throughout the year. Women for Women will match you with your very own sister and give you the chance to make a significant difference in the life of someone very much like you on the other side of our planet. This is a way you can contribute, instead of just listening, frustrated, to the continual ranting going on in the media about our global conflicts.
Women for Women's Mission and Vision:
"Women for Women International provides women survivors of war, civil strife and other conflicts with the tools and resources to move from crisis and poverty to stability and self-sufficiency, thereby promoting viable civil societies.
Women for Women International envisions a world where no one is abused, poor, illiterate or marginalized; where members of communities have full and equal participation in the processes that ensure their health, well-being and economic independence; and where everyone has the freedom to define the scope of their life, their future and strive to achieve their full potential."
You can find this D.C. based organization on the web here
Make a difference this year.
Friday, December 08, 2006
"So Good"
Lucky Mary Twedt tooles around the state of Arkansas interviewing it's best Chefs. Recently, she interviewed Chef Mark of So Restaurant.
Take a listen! http://www.kuar.org/ArkCooks.html
Take a listen! http://www.kuar.org/ArkCooks.html
Thursday, July 20, 2006
My Thoughts on The Mermaid Chair by Sue Monk Kidd
Mermaids, Monks and Missing fingers...
You've got a woman who paints mermaids and has to go back to her childhood home to try to figure out the reasoning and psyche of a mother who just chopped off her finger in a monestary kitchen, a reluctant monk who is hiding from himself and the world, sultry southern afternoons spent in a hidden rookery, along with goddess lore and ritual. Oh, and a puzzling plot centered around a dark childhood secret...all the makings of a perfect summer read. Who could want more, right?
To be perfectly honest, I probably would have picked this book up, glanced through it and put it back on the shelf, leaving it for some other person in an the Atlanta airport (ironic since the story is set in Atlanta, I know) searching for something interesting to read...if it hadn't been for the title and the beautiful cover. I'm a sucker for packaging, such a serious character flaw.
I would have missed out.
In The Mermaid Chair, Kidd takes us on such a vivid and wondrous journey through not only the swampy tides of Egret Island, but the deep and muddled tides of the soul as well. Intertwining goddess myth and ritual with mysteries of the heart, she unveils a story of self-realization and spirit rebirth that is easily identified with.
Visually, the novel is stunning. Teaming with images of hot, sultry afternoons spent paddling a skiff in a nature preserve where glorious birds abound and insects drone. You want the images to go on and on. You want to get lost in them, especially since they are the backdrop for a secret rendezvous (and by the way, you want to get lost in that too).
One could argue that this is nothing more than a step up from a sugary Harlequin, and there are some aspects of the plot that lend themselves to a formulaic plot of internal torment and subsequent seduction. But Kidd's descriptive narratives and soul searching passages elevate the story, make it something more touching and contemplative.
Those that would argue this is simply a beach read romance clearly are missing the very heart of the themes and symbols Kidd so bewitchingly weaves in. Mermaid goddesses, enthralling water rituals, the bonds of women, strained relationships between mothers and daughters, loss of identity, death and rebirth, water and it's associated fertility...it's all in there. Throw in the mystery plot of some dark deed once committed and you have a thought provoking read.
The Mermaid Chair takes us through one woman's version of having love, finding love and reconciling extremes. She captures the feeling all so perfectly in her passage, "I slid my hand away and felt my heart go. Like fingers turning loose of the side of a boat. Dropping through layers of water." So achingly painful, so agonizingly vivid.
Your Talkback on the Cell Phone Rant
Some caller commentary I've been getting that I thought you would enjoy.
Okay, can't help you with phone drama. I HATE cell phones, wireless phones, wall phones, etc. I fell out of love with them as soon as I got over that late teen hormonal imbalance that made me actually think boys dressed in sweaty gym clothes were hot....oh, they're hot all right.....but it just makes them smell and generate laundry for someone to have to wash....someone not THEM. I remember hours of listening to Mr. I'm-Going-To-Keep-You-Forever-by-Wearing-Your-Lettermans-
Jacket-through-the-High-School-Halls just BREATHE on the phone. Now? If Randy calls me and has nothing to say, my response isn't to breathe longingly back.....it's a curt "What the Hell????? Busy here! Do you have nothing to do???? I can find some things.....stop using up your minutes and only call if you NEED something......(dammit)" That last part is usually said AS I'm hanging up the phone, in a very hateful voice.....followed by a nice "idiot" once I'm sure the phone is off. NOW.....what I DO wish you had done with this BLOG, and I hope you will do, is direct my dear daughter to your comment about the pink hair. She insisted. I let her do the ends, about 4" worth, in hot pink....last Friday. Today? Not one week later? Day-glo orange with cotton candy pink highlights......you should have helped her out instead of reading that manual.
K.E.
I too bought the RAZR, thinking cool phone (although I dumped my Startec many moons ago) and got sucked into the same marketing tornado that Mist did. Of course as a Mom, all I need it for is to keep track of the kids (who by chance only text msg or totally ignore the Mom calls). Anyway, the kiddie GPS theory is totally a smoke dream from some executive sitting in an office in prob Basking Ridge thinking "parents will love this". WELL NOT. Kids just do not pick up phones. Anyway back to the RAZR - my VCAST mobile is draining my battery to nothing while losing connections before I can even get a second of video clip or music. I thought maybe I would check the weather and after getting a connection and seeing the weather.com commentator BAMB - lost connection. So I am better off turning on Channel 2 for the latest (or looking out the window as i am often desparate). I have another 26 days to decide if I want to keep the RAZR and my vote is NO. Those cheap Motorola phones that you can drop and keep working seem to be the way to go. Mist - we need to unite and kill the RAZR.
t.
And my response...
Ahh yes, Basking Ridge, the land of Not-Quite-Right Ideas dreamed up by our valiant leaders. Being a 38 yr old kid who doesn't pick up the phone myself, I see where the concept needs tweaking. But they never listen to us anyway-no one paid attention to my Telecommuter DSL bundle product idea either...and it could bring in actual REVENUE (Staff call "r-poo", hahahha).
Anyway, as for the indestructible part, it never dawned on me that my cell phone would be a toddler's favorite action-packed toy. But we moms are not the only ones who need phones made of recycled rubber tractor tires. I stopped to chat with my neighbor yesterday morning as he was picking his cell phone up from the ground and putting the pieces back together. I asked him if his phone had been doing double duty as an air hammer (he owns a consrtuction biz). Of course, this set him off on his own cell phone rant about having to buy 5 of the stupid things in the last year.
We're such easy marks for a cool ad blitz.
Oh, and since I ordered mine from the VZ eweb...I don't have your 30 day return luxury. I can hear them somewhere in VZ Wireless chanting "haha, you're stuck with us, you're stuck with us, nanny nanny boo boo".
Okay, can't help you with phone drama. I HATE cell phones, wireless phones, wall phones, etc. I fell out of love with them as soon as I got over that late teen hormonal imbalance that made me actually think boys dressed in sweaty gym clothes were hot....oh, they're hot all right.....but it just makes them smell and generate laundry for someone to have to wash....someone not THEM. I remember hours of listening to Mr. I'm-Going-To-Keep-You-Forever-by-Wearing-Your-Lettermans-
Jacket-through-the-High-School-Halls just BREATHE on the phone. Now? If Randy calls me and has nothing to say, my response isn't to breathe longingly back.....it's a curt "What the Hell????? Busy here! Do you have nothing to do???? I can find some things.....stop using up your minutes and only call if you NEED something......(dammit)" That last part is usually said AS I'm hanging up the phone, in a very hateful voice.....followed by a nice "idiot" once I'm sure the phone is off. NOW.....what I DO wish you had done with this BLOG, and I hope you will do, is direct my dear daughter to your comment about the pink hair. She insisted. I let her do the ends, about 4" worth, in hot pink....last Friday. Today? Not one week later? Day-glo orange with cotton candy pink highlights......you should have helped her out instead of reading that manual.
K.E.
I too bought the RAZR, thinking cool phone (although I dumped my Startec many moons ago) and got sucked into the same marketing tornado that Mist did. Of course as a Mom, all I need it for is to keep track of the kids (who by chance only text msg or totally ignore the Mom calls). Anyway, the kiddie GPS theory is totally a smoke dream from some executive sitting in an office in prob Basking Ridge thinking "parents will love this". WELL NOT. Kids just do not pick up phones. Anyway back to the RAZR - my VCAST mobile is draining my battery to nothing while losing connections before I can even get a second of video clip or music. I thought maybe I would check the weather and after getting a connection and seeing the weather.com commentator BAMB - lost connection. So I am better off turning on Channel 2 for the latest (or looking out the window as i am often desparate). I have another 26 days to decide if I want to keep the RAZR and my vote is NO. Those cheap Motorola phones that you can drop and keep working seem to be the way to go. Mist - we need to unite and kill the RAZR.
t.
And my response...
Ahh yes, Basking Ridge, the land of Not-Quite-Right Ideas dreamed up by our valiant leaders. Being a 38 yr old kid who doesn't pick up the phone myself, I see where the concept needs tweaking. But they never listen to us anyway-no one paid attention to my Telecommuter DSL bundle product idea either...and it could bring in actual REVENUE (Staff call "r-poo", hahahha).
Anyway, as for the indestructible part, it never dawned on me that my cell phone would be a toddler's favorite action-packed toy. But we moms are not the only ones who need phones made of recycled rubber tractor tires. I stopped to chat with my neighbor yesterday morning as he was picking his cell phone up from the ground and putting the pieces back together. I asked him if his phone had been doing double duty as an air hammer (he owns a consrtuction biz). Of course, this set him off on his own cell phone rant about having to buy 5 of the stupid things in the last year.
We're such easy marks for a cool ad blitz.
Oh, and since I ordered mine from the VZ eweb...I don't have your 30 day return luxury. I can hear them somewhere in VZ Wireless chanting "haha, you're stuck with us, you're stuck with us, nanny nanny boo boo".
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