Saturday, November 20, 2010
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Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Today is a special day! It’ a day when we all get to recognize the most important women in our lives, mothers. And the beautiful thing about mothers is that I’m surround by them. There are so many women in my life who inspire me and make me a better woman.
But the biggest thank you of all goes to my own mother.
Your beauty and spirit inspire me. I am so honored to be your daughter and so proud that we have such a strong relationship. It’s all because of you. I am always humbled by your intelligence and Joie de vivre. I love your determination to challenge yourself and explore new places and things. I love the pride you take in our home and family. I love that you’re effortlessly beautiful. I love that you correct my grammar. I love that I feel beautiful and intelligent around you. But most of all, I know how blessed I am to call you my mother. I love you more than anything else in the world.
P.S. -- This post wouldn't be complete without a little help from my good friend Celine Dion.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Well, I have. Upon taking my first Improv class I met my wonderful teacher Kate Spencer. She’s a writer for The Fab Life blog, has her own hilarious blog, is a yoga teacher, teaches improv at Upright Citizens Brigade, AND has lived in South Africa.
Oh wait, AND she’s a fan of Twilight. Oh, AND she got to interview Adele and Kelly Clarkson and Robert Pattinson. AND she’s hilarious.
I’m so glad she Twitter’s and blogs because following her around 24/7, yet never being close enough to get caught, would just be so inconvenient for me right now.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
I'm moving to France...and by "moving" I mean taking a vacation.
After more than two years of hoping and waiting and wishing, I have finally booked my plane tickets to Europe! Excited is an understatement. I will be spending 3 weeks traveling to through Italy, France, and Spain. This is the delight of have wonderful friends abroad!
However, do I speak Italian, French, or Spanish? Nope. Do I know how to read Italian, French, or Spanish? Nope again. Do I have multiple flights with minimal layover and a long and complicated way of getting from one airport to another? Yes.
This should be interesting. I'm not leaving till June...bring on the Rosetta Stone! (Or her less expensive cousin: Ross Rock.)
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
I have thick hair? What?...Yes, I am aware.
When it looks like you had a face-lift at 7-years-old because you wanted your mother to fit all of your hair into a single hair band... that’s some thick hair.
They also don’t stop scolding! I promise you (without exaggeration) my eyebrowist told me how thick my hair was and how I should come in sooner every 30sec. EVERY 30 SECONDS!
I want to say back to them, “Yes I’m fully aware! I heard you the first 37 times…that’s why I’m here!”
Maybe I should move to France.