A while back I unintentionally began a social experiment. If you’ve spent any time on Facebook I’m sure you are aware of the onslaught of Youtube social experiments going around.Read more "Making a Lasting Impression, A Spontaneous Social Experiment"
Sometimes I will suggest something to my husband only to have him express no interest in it. Then, months later he will suggest the same thing I’d originally suggested as if it were his idea in the first place. I think it just takes time for some ideas to take root inside his mind. I […]Read more "Implanting Ideas"
So, the wedding went well. The only snag was that the flower girl decided she didn’t want to be a flower girl, which was not a big deal. I think her parents were the only ones who were upset over it. When I got to thinking about it, asking a young child to walk alone […]Read more "Wedding…Empty Nest…What’s Next"
Once again, I have chosen not to heed the warnings. Hire a wedding planner or you’ll forget something important, they say. Don’t make the food for the reception or you’ll hate yourself for it, they say.Read more "Yes, We Have No Wedding Planner"
What does reinventing yourself mean, really?
I never gave it much thought until last night when I began reading The Expats by Chris Pavone.Read more "Reinvention of Self; A New Concept?"
I have been known to dabble in the world of marketing from time to time. Nothing extreme. I don’t have the courage to be an entrepreneur. Not in a business sense anyway. I did once venture into the high stakes realm of education by home schooling my three children.Read more "Happiness for Free!"
I think I’m turning into my mother. She never read fiction. I’m sure she did when she was younger, but not when she had me. I attribute this whole interest in fashion to her. Not that I’ve been totally clueless fashion-wise, but I just never gave it much thought until now. My mother was more fashionable than I was. She was the type of person who dressed up to run to the grocery store. You wouldn’t find her in Wal-Mart wearing her PJs and slippers like a lot of folks these days. No way!
(Note: The featured image is from 2012; the last Mother’s Day I had with my fashionable mom before she passed away. We (my daughter, my mom, and me) somehow all coordinated our look that day without consulting each other about what we were going to wear.)